Behind Aisha's Veil

Proof.

Alvian again choked on spilling water on the glass until it hit his shirt.

Aisha smiled amusedly at the wet clothes of her husband.

"Your face is wet" said Aisha, pointing at her husband's shirt with a smile.

Alvian who was trying to ease the cough, saw his wet clothes

"Yes. You're correct. Wet." Alvian held onto his shirt.

"I have to change clothes." Alvian saw his wife. Unexpectedly, he immediately undressed in front of Aisha.

Aisha was shocked to see her husband suddenly undressing in front of her, now Alvian was standing in front of her bare-chested.

Alvian walked up to him, making him reflexively retreat while looking at her husband's chest that was field and muscular.

Aisha could no longer retreat because behind her was a refrigerator, but her husband kept walking closer to her until Alvian was standing right in front of her.

"Oh yes. Tonight" said Alvian, staring at his wife's face.

Aisha tried not to show her fear, she forced herself to smile, even though she was actually a little nervous, especially when her husband approached her with his innocent chest, until now their bodies stuck together.

Alvian certainly knew that, because in fact Aisha could not be as brave as she always showed. Wife's nervous.

But apparently Alvian increasingly enjoying the nervousness of his wife, he now raised the face of Aisha who had earlier lowered her head, one more hand she looped around his wife's waist. Cuddle him into his arms.

Their two faces were now staring at each other, Alvian was getting closer to his face until now their noses clashed with each other.

"Are you ready?" asked Alvian gently.

Aisha nodded slowly.

Making Alvian immediately kissed the lips of his wife, Aisha who seemed resigned just silent and seemed ready to accept whatever her husband's next action.

And sure enough, Alvian immediately carried him. Without much talking he took his wife into the room.

***

...Bismillahil 'aliyyil 'azhim. Allahummaj'alhu dzurriyyatan thayyibah in qaddarta an takhruja min shulbi. Allahumma jannibnis syaithana wa jannibis syaithana ma razaqtani....

Meaning: "In the name of Allah, the Most High, the Most Great. My Lord, make him a good descendant if you do not let him out of my spine. My Lord, keep me away from the devil, and keep the devil away from the seed of the fetus that you bestowed on me."

Alvian began by fondling and kissing his wife tenderly, Aisha who had given up all her husband's rights over her trying to do her duty as a wife by serving her husband wholeheartedly. Letting Alvian take control of his body at will.

On that night, two people were immersed in the pleasures of the world, blending love and their bodies. Sharing each other's feelings, expressing love but not just to release orgasm alone. No other because of pursuing the reward with the intention of worshiping Him.

At the end of their heated struggle, Alvian ended it by kissing his wife's forehead.

"I love you. Love you so much my heavenly angel."

***

Morning time.

Aisha who was cooking was shocked when suddenly Alvian hugged her from behind.

Her husband wrapped his hands around her waist tightly, while smirking her wet neck and hair.

"Sit. The food is ready soon."

"Why is it cooking so early in the morning?"

"Lohs. Isn't it work today?"

"No." Alvian let go of his embrace, twisting his wife's body to face him.

"I'm taking a leave of absence." Alvian smiled as he clasped his wife's body into his arms.

"Follow?"

Alvian nodded while holding Aisha's chin.

"We're going on a honeymoon, to a beautiful place" he said, then kissed his wife's lips.

"Honeymoon? Where's where?"

"Where are you going?"

Aisha turned her body around, having to reverse her cooking.

"I'm not going anywhere."

Alvian shocked. "Why?"

Aisha turned her body back, looking at her husband.

"The most beautiful place for me is in your arms, and you know, just be quiet as long as it's with you it feels very comfortable for me. I'm happy even if it's just sitting in the corner of the chair."

"We don't need to go anywhere, we're just going on our honeymoon here." Aisha kisses her husband's lips.

Alvian smiled happily.

***

Three days later.

Alvian is back at work today.

Aisha was surprised because suddenly Anita came to her house, apparently Anita who had been monitoring her brother's persecution case brought news that was quite astonishing. The news he got from his friend who is a police officer, who also happens to handle the Lela abuse case.

"Ammar denies all the charges against him." Anita looked at Aisha seriously.

Aisha surprise.

"Ammar and his lawyers insist that he's not the culprit."

"They accused your sister of slandering her, saying that her injuries were inflicted by someone else" Anita said.

"Did your sister ever tell you if someone had helped her escape and bought her a plane ticket to go back to Indonesia?"

"Yes." Yeah." Aisha immediately remembered that her sister had indeed told that person.

"Ammar accused that person of being the real culprit."

"What?" Aisha doesn't believe.

Both of them were silent for a moment.

"We have to ask your brother who that person is." Anita looks back at Aisha.

Aisha nodded.

After that they immediately called Lela, asking about the person who had helped her at that time. But Lela just did not know his name that he knew if the person was his neighbor.

"I don't know who that man was, not even his name and his face I don't know, which I remember back then, when I was beaten up by my husband, and my husband went to college, and he went to college, the man knocked on my door, without coming into the house he gave me money and a plane ticket, and told me to leave immediately." Lela told me everything.

Hearing that Aisha and Anita look desperate.

"Your husband must have known about this, the lawyer must have told him."

***

"Why do you seem interested in this case?" tanya Rika, Anita's police friend. The two had lunch together at a cafeteria near the police station.

"I don't know either, I'm also surprised I don't usually interfere in people's affairs."

"Certainly? As far as I know they're not who you are, you're even saying that the victim was the older sister of the woman who took Alvian from you."

Anita nodded.

"Maybe his words should be replaced, not snatched, but rather Alvian is not my soul mate."

Rika smiled happily.

"I'm glad you're already legowo."

"Why am I so interested?I just feel sorry to see a woman in torture and persecuted like that, my heart is sad to see it, I really want the culprit to get the reward of punishment that is worth it," said Anita again.

Rika's cell phone rang, she immediately picked it up, and engaged in a conversation with the caller.

"really?" Rika looks happy while looking at Anita.

Rika turned off her phone.

"The guy's coming."

"Which person?"

"The man who helped the victim, he came directly from Egypt to give his testimony and rebuttal." Rika is getting ready to leave.

"Can I come?" Anita stood up.

"Of course."

***

On the police station.

A man who had just given evidence of video abuse to the police was confronted by Ammar who had just arrived.

Ammar stood ferociously while looking at the man in front of him with anger.

This man Ammar knows well, he is a classmate with him, both are studying at Cairo University there. Even he also knew that this man also lived in the building next to him. Naturally, if the person in front of him claimed to often see the persecution he did.

"Why did you interfere in my household affairs?" Ammar asked angrily.

"Where might I be silent when I see a man torturing his own wife." Zaidan smiled.

"She's my wife, I have every right to do anything to her."

"It's precisely because she's your wife, not the boxing bag that you have to beat every day."

Ammar was furious, he who could not bear to hit Zaidan's face in front of him.

Rika and Anita who just came directly to the two, some police officers immediately sniffed Ammar and brought him inside.

While Zaidan who fell down, tried to stand up while holding his bloody lips.

Anita tries to help him, but Zaidan brushes her hand away.

"Are you okay?" anita asked as she tried to look at the wound on her lips.

Zaidan turned his face away from Anita.

"Are you okay?" asked Anita again astonished to see the man in front of her continue to throw his face away from her.

"I'm fine," Zaidan replied as he picked up his bag.

"So you're the one who helped Lela? You know I'm so glad you finally came and gave evidence of the abuse to the police." Anita sounds so happy.

Zaidan looked shocked. But not immediately make him immediately see the face of Anita.

"You know him?" he asked while wiping the wound on his lips.

"Who? Lela?" ask Anita. "Yes. I know him."

"Is he your friend?" ask Zaidan while walking.

Anita followed behind him.

"It could be said that."

"Why can he be friends with a woman like you?" asked Zaidan who immediately made Anita stop her steps.