Aisha World

Sadistic Dibiran

"Dad, listen yes .. My work is not just about you, nor my wife. But I have a job to do. Actually, I don't need to tell you about this, but as long as you know yes, my job is almost abandoned, because lately I've been getting caught off guard. And it's all for you, yes .. you! So, please understand" said Hassan.

Aisyah ....

"You just live and enjoy life, you can play to your friend's house, shopping, or wherever you want. But remember, do not mess with other men, let alone to discotheque drinks are not clear! Not that I forbid, but I'm very worried about the baby you're carrying" Hassan continued.

Aisyah was still silent, her heart was upset, but arguing was useless. Hassan has always been good at denying.

Hassan was rude, he understood Aisyah's attitude at the time.

"What's your money still? If it's over, I will transfer now, I will still not be out of transfer," said Hassan.

"The money you love every week will not run out, because before it runs out you always transfer again, and again" said Aisyah flatly.

"Good, if you need to spend, you buy luxury items that you like, or pamper yourself. To the salon or treatment, or whatever makes you relax and happy" Hassan suggested.

"Yes," said Aisyah in a lazy tone.

"Yes get some rest, it's night. Or do I want to eat you?" kelakar Hassan tried to melt the atmosphere.

"Bodo time!" That was the only word that came from Ayesha's lips, then the girl went into the room and closed the door half slammed.

Hassan just shook his head in the face of his wife's behavior. He entered the room, spending the remaining night.

In the morning, Aisyah woke up early. He immediately washed his face and brushed his teeth. Then take the wallet in the room. Before long, Aisyah took out her motorcycle to go to the nearest market, to shop for groceries for stock for a few days.

Just as Aisyah finished starting her motorcycle, she saw Hana walking with Reta. They both wanted to buy porridge for breakfast. Vegetable porridge sold by one of the villagers, located not far from Aisyah's house.

Aisyah was about to greet the two girls, but ....

"Eh, it turns out that the guy who likes to come to the house is her husband, haha .. but just a series wedding, there is no festive party. He is now a lot of money, why stingy to hold a massive party and invite many people? It's so weird" said Hana.

"Yes, Na, Don't-don't the guy already has a wife, and he's just a mistress just eat it not dare to marry in a state, let alone a massive party by inviting many people," said Reta.

"Oh yes, why did I just think yes, it means that he is an actor aka a male usurper, the same as the destroyer of people's households," said Hana.

And, the two of them laughed as they continued to pass from before Aisyah. Aisyah's heart grew increasingly bitter, hearing what had just been ejected from the lips of the two girls.

'Oh my God, how could they be .. But, it is true, I have indeed become the third person in the Mas Hassan household But I do not feel to be an actor, but I do not feel like I am, because I never took Mas Hassan from his wife. At first I did not know, if Mas Hassan was married, because Mas Hassan never said also, he said after I was pregnant, ' his inner self.

But Aisyah did not care about the words of the two girls, as if in the right ear and out the left ear. He had been scorned and scorned many times like that. Aisyah also started riding her motorcycle, until she arrived at a market.

The girl bought some side dishes, raw vegetables and herbs, for her to store in the refrigerator, cooking every day. That way, Aisyah did not have to bother going to the market every day. Not to forget also Aisyah bought some half-ripened fruit. He intends to make a fruit to eat himself and Hassan.

That day Aisyah intended to cook chicken opor, along with stir-fry kale. When she started cooking, Aisysah recalled the words of the two girls she had met earlier. Which mentions that he is a 'PELAKOR' .. his heart again sliced although repeatedly he tried not to think about it. But still the words ’PELAKOR’ continue to ring in the ear.

As a result, Aisyah became unfocused on cooking. But Aisyah still process food until it is cooked. After all the food was cooked, now Aisyah started cutting the fruits she bought earlier, into small pieces. He also made chili as his chocolate.

While in the room, Hassan opened his eyes, he sat down. His sense of smell sniffed a pleasant aroma. 'Is Ayesha cooked? It smells so good, ' her inner self.

The man went up and came out of the room, he walked towards the pleasant aroma it came from. His footsteps stopped in the kitchen. And sure enough, Hassan saw Aisyah was arranging food on the table, but with a look of cheerless face.

'This moody child continues, ' Hassan's inner self again as he walked over to his new wife.

"Well, you're done cooking, baby?" greet Hassan friendly.

The deg!

The call 'honey' had made Aisyah drift, her heart seemed to be released from her nest. But soon he felt that feeling.

"Yes, Mas, let you have breakfast, and go home to your official wife," Aisyah said, suppressing the words 'official wife'.

Hassan frowned. "What are you talking about?"

"Wash your face the same as brushing your teeth first, there. Let's have breakfast together. Or taking a shower is okay, too" Aisha said.

Without saying another word, Hassan immediately stepped on his long legs, heading for the bathroom. Moments later, Hassan came back to Aisyah, pulled a chair and sat down next to his wife.

Hassan observed one medium container containing chicken opor with a sprinkling of fried onion on it. Then saute the fresh green kale, looks very tempting tongue. And, which made the man's eyes sparkle, he saw a fruit ramjak beside the cooking.

'It turns out Aisyah still remembers my favorite, and it seems like the cuisine is also delicious, ' Hassan murmured inwardly.

"You are truly a dream wife" praised Hassan with a smile.

Aisyah did not say what the man said, she took two plates, one she gave to Hassan.

Hassan filled the rice on his plate, then took a piece of chicken in an opor sauce, along with some kale vegetables he put on a plate parallel to the rice.

Aisyah took only a little rice. Actually the girl has no appetite, but she does not want to fight with Hassan. Because it is certain that the man will be concerned about himself who does not eat.

Hassan started eating food made by Aisyah.

"Ruby ..."

Hassan suddenly spewed out the food he had chewed.