Aisyah Is Not a Mandul Wife

Chapter 12

Almost one night Adam made the decision to ask for Hanafi's help. An old friend he had known since they were in college. Adam knew the Hanafi family well. So there is no harm if Adam asks Hanafi for help as an intermediary so that Ais can forget her ex-husband.

The decision was made and Adam immediately contacted Hanafi to discuss his wishes. Hope Hanafi will help her. There is also no harm if Adam chose Hanafi to heal the wounds of Ais, because Adam knew Hanafi well.

"Assalamualaikum, Hanaf. Sorry to interrupt your break. Can you come to my house tomorrow? There's something I want to discuss with you" Adam said as his call was raised by Hanaf.

"Vaalaikumsallam's chat. Ah, no bother. I haven't slept yet. Looks like something's important. What'sthat?"

"I can't talk over the phone about that and I'm asking you to come to my house" Adam said.

"No problem. But it's a little afternoon, yeah. You know I have to teach."

"Yes, I know that. I wait after Ashar! But one more .. please deliver Ais to campus tomorrow morning. You see, I have important business and can't get between her."

"It doesn't matter. I'll take your sister. Your sister is also my sister. I'll also be at your house after Ashar."

Now Adam could breathe with relief, hoping Hanaf could be heartened to accept the wish.

"May Hanaf agree to my wishes. She also has no boyfriend."

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The long night just passed. The ice that is accustomed to waking up in the morning immediately does the activity as usual.

After the dawn prayer, Ais headed to the kitchen to prepare breakfast for her and also for her sister. The cold morning atmosphere again brought memories to Azam, who had been beside him. Accompany her cooking and split the housework. But all of that is just a memory.

Ais immediately dismissed her feelings, as she recalled that Azam had a new wife. Of course Azam would spend time with that woman.

"Astaghfirullah ... Ice! Until when are you in the shadow of the past. Forget Mas Azam, Ice! Let him make his parents happy. Right now you're nobody in Mas Azam's eyes."

As much as possible Ais tried to encourage herself. If not him, by himself, then who?

"Wah ... diligently you, Ais? Although the sun has not yet risen, but Mas has seen your face shining brightly. It seems like there is a day that can forget the past," Adam said when he saw Ais was staring at breakfast at the dinner table.

"Mas Adam could have. I'm used to this kind of work. So it feels like there is less when I just stay silent without doing something. Adam Tumben not ready yet? Is it not worth it?" Ais was astonished by her brother heading towards the dining table still in his night clothes.

"Yes. Today is a holiday not to be taught. You can't go to college either. But you calm down, Mas has asked a friend to help you go to college and he also went to school."

"What men are women, Mas? If I don't want a man!" Ais has refused first if it turns out that the one who will deliver is her male friend.

"Lho, why? He's really nice. He won't fuck with you either. You want yes! Also one direction. Later if he dares to mess with you, directly say the same Mas!" As much as possible Adam still convinced Ais to be escorted by Hanafi.

"Mas ... I don't want to! I'm not used to walking with people who aren't muhrimnya."

"Ais .. for this time, yes. He's a good guy. Yep!" Adam still whines at his sister.

For a moment Ais fell silent. Seeing her brother's uncharacteristic behavior, she began to become suspicious.

"Don't tell me Mas Adam really wanted to introduce me to Mas, right?" guess Ais can already read Adam's mind.

Adam smiled a little. "Yes that's it. You want yes! He's a good man."

Actually Ais felt lazy to follow her brother's wishes, but she also did not want to make the brother who constantly worried about her. Ais knew if her brother was deliberately doing all this so that she did not constantly think about her ex-husband.

"Yes, I want to. But this is the first and last mas Adam maksa Ai for the same path. Next time I won't!"

"Okay, no problem. Bentar Mas called Hanaf first," said Adam who then looked for his phone to call Hanafi.

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