Aisha World

The Runyam

"Who, Shah?" ask Hassan.

"Oh yes, Mas .. I forgot to say, if I have an older brother named Kak Zae but he is rarely at home" said Aisyah.

"That's it?" mummified Hassan.

"Yes, I'll open the door first." Aisha walked forward to open the door.

The door opened, and Zaenal stood in the doorway. The smell of alcohol came from his mouth.

"Sister to drink, huh?" asked Aisyah while closing her sense of smell.

"It's none of your business!" ketus Zaenal while walking into the middle room.

The man's steps stopped when he saw Hassan, who was also shocked to see him.

"You who? It's nice to sit there," said Zaenal with a dislike eye.

"Sir, don't do that, he's my future husband" Aisyah chirped toward Zaenal.

Zaenal turned to his sister. "What's? Husband-to-be? Ahaha! You mean, he's the om-om you serve every mallem? And you got some illegal money from him?" cibir Zaenal's.

"Enough! Please keep talking Brother, I have been quite patient ngadepin Brother. Really-it's outrageous, Brother said money is illegal? Don't be a hypocrite, Brother is also enjoying my money, right?" Aisha starts to get emotional.

"Of course, don't fight. Mas, I am indeed Aisyah's husband-to-be. And we've reported to Mr. RT." Hassan broke up the two men who were brothers.

Lazy with the old man, Zaenal was about to leave his house again. "For money" he told Aisyah.

"White again? Where was yesterday? I love you not a little" argued Aisyah.

"That's it, there's no question." Hassan took out five hundred thousand bills, and gave them to Zaenal.

"Well, if people ask for money directly love, not most alesan." Zaenal took the money and left.

Aisyah simply shook her head, then looked at Hassan. "I'm sorry my sister."

"No problem, yes let's go to bed it's already night," said Hassan.

Aisyah nodded, then the two of them walked into Aisyah's room. They chatted for a while then each fell asleep in his dreamland.

****

The next day, sunlight penetrated Aisyah's room. The young pregnant girl got out of her bed, and immediately headed to the bathroom to perform the ritual bath.

After the bath, Aisyah cooks two servings of fried noodles and brews two cups of sweet tea.

In the room, Hassan who was still slumbering in his sleep was wriggling. Instantly, his sense of smell smelled a delicious aroma. The man got out of bed and walked out of the room, approaching the delicious aroma.

Arriving at the kitchen, Hassan was stunned to see the food and drinks that had been served on the table, looking so tempting.

"How are you cooking?"

Hassan's words made Aisyah who had just put down the pot, turn her head.

"Eh, you're awake, Mom? Take a shower, I have warm water in the bathroom. After eating, we have breakfast together."

"You're very diligent, and it looks like your cooking is very delicious," praised Hassan making Aisyah blush.

"Ah, just noodles, really. Not a fancy meal, I just stocked noodles every day with eggs."

Hassan approached Aisha. "Daddy, whatever you cook, I'll eat. Good food does not have to be fancy. And you said, that every day you just stocked noodles? Syah ... I've given you a lot of money, why do you always stock noodles?"

"For now, I am living alone, because my mother is in the hospital, and I have never been picky. So, why do I cook good and luxurious food? I don't like eating sandri," said Aisyah while arranging the glassware she had washed.

"I understand how you feel, Shah. But you should not be selfish either. Remember, you are pregnant. So you have to eat a lot of nutritious food" said Hassan.

For some reason, Netra Aisyah suddenly got wet hearing Hassan's words. 'I'm pregnant, but I'll never be able to take care of my son, ' she said.

"You're patient, may your mother come home soon." Hassan also strengthened Aisha. The man did not understand at all, what Aisyah was really feeling.

"Yes there was a bath, the water was cold again" said Aisyah.

Hassan just nodded then walked inside the bathroom. Shortly afterwards, Hassan was ready with his clothes despite last night's clothes because the man was not carrying a change of clothes.

"Why don't you eat?" hassan looked in wonder at Aisha.

"I'm not hungry yet, Mas" said Aisyah.

Brakk!

Suddenly Hassan kicked the table, making Aisyah flinch. And the girl's body trembled.

"You are really upset, just be aware that if anything happens with your content, I will make a calculation with you!"

I don't know what demon possessed Hassan. After saying so, the man immediately left Aisyah.

Aisyah started sobbing. "Oh my God, I just felt so happy to be with the person I love. Why did this happiness not last long? How long am I gonna be like this?" his sobs.

Meanwhile, Hassan was already in the car. He was really emotional at the time.

'Basic women don't know they're lucky. It's good I want to be kind to him, but still stubborn, ' his grunts in heart then move his round handlebar slowly left the courtyard of Aisyah's house.

Hassan's right hand continued to move the round handlebar, while his left hand massaged his forehead. His mind was really fucked up at the time.

The luxury car that Hassan drove kept going ....

Meanwhile, Aisyah immediately cleaned up the dirty dining table and cutlery. He sipped the sweet tea he had made.

"Hueeek!

Aisyah felt nausea again in her stomach. "Well, until when will I continue like this? Was this baby born?" muttered.

Aisyah also took wind oil, which was located in a place near the kitchen. Then she put a little oil on her stomach.

Aisyah decided to lie down inside her room. Suddenly he remembered his mother.

'I'd better take my mom home tomorrow, take care of myself than I'm lonely, and keep thinking about a guy who doesn't feel anything about me. Yes, he does not love me, he just love the baby in my stomach because he really wants to have a child, 'inner.

"Just try if I am not pregnant, it is certain that Mas Hassan's attitude remains the same as the first I know, ' Aisyah continued in her heart.

Tok ... tok ....

Aisyah gasped, hearing the knocking of the door, she immediately went out of the room and opened the door.

A twenty-seven-year-old woman stood in the doorway, she stared fixedly at Aisyah.

Uh, mbak Hana .. What's up, huh?" aisha said to the woman.

"I'm sorry, I was told by my mother to ask for the arisan money. Because it's been three months your mother is waiting," said the woman named Hana.

"Three months?" mumbles Aisyah.

"Yes, ever since your mother went to the hospital she didn't pay for arisan, so she was paid for it with my mother. Well, it happens that today is the time for deposits, but my mother can not pay your mother because my mother now only has mediocre money," said Hana in a flat tone.

"Em, how much is it?" ask Aisyah plain.

"One month is three hundred thousand, just multiply it," said Hana indifferently.

Aisyah also smiled, she did not know if her mother attended the rally in the place of one of the villagers.

"Yes in first yuk, ma'am. I take the money first" said Aisyah.

"No need, I just wait here, take money can't be up to an hour, right?" hana said suddenly ketus.

Aisyah frowned, she felt incomprehensible with Hana's attitude. The girl walked towards her room, and took the money with a predetermined amount and walked forward and gave the money to Hana.

"Your son is working so *****, every night get a lot of money, can buy this it. The work is also not tired, right ... just stay on your back straight get the money," said Hana while reaching for the money from Aisyah's hands.

Jem!

Aisyah's heart seemed to be pierced by thousands of pointed bamboo.

"I'm sorry, Ma'am, have you ever seen with your own eyes, if I work like that?" aisyah asked holding back her tears.