Behind the Veil (Aisha)

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Yusuf with his cocky face occasionally glanced at Siti and her husband who were eating together at the hotel restaurant.

Andre's words were also kept ringing in his ears made him more arrogant and upset, especially added by Andre who looks very deliberately show their affection by continuing to pee his wife repeatedly.

Joseph who could not bear the intention to leave from there even though he had not finished his meal, he stood still carrying his regret.

But it turns out that not only Joseph who continues to pay attention to the couple, there are other eyes that also secretly pay attention to the intimacy of Andre and Siti.

"They look happy." Lidya was shocked by the arrival of her best friend who was directly sitting next to her.

Lidya smiled wryly.

"So that's his wife?" ask Nisa, Lidya's best friend.

Lidya nodded slowly.

Nisa held back her smile.

"I'm still confused as to what really happened to Andre, why he could marry such a woman."

Lidya shook her head slowly while taking in her deep breath.

"Maybe he's being used?"

Lidya again shook her head while holding back a smile.

Nisa is smiling.

"Do you not want to go there and greet him?" ask Nisa suddenly.

"No."

"alright. But I'll go over there and say hello to him." Nisa stand.

Lidya immediately stood holding the hand of her best friend.

"Don't!" Lidya shook her head with a pleading gaze.

"It's okay." Nisa let go of Lidya's hand then walked towards Andre's table.

Lidya watched Nita continue to walk up to Andre's desk anxiously.

"Hi Andre how are you?" nisa asked with a familiar snob as she got in front of Andre's desk.

The shocked Andre glanced at a glance, the look on his face changed instantly. Seems unhappy.

Nisa without asking permission immediately sat on the chair in front of the husband and wife.

That certainly makes Andre even more upset. Siti looks relaxed.

"Oh, is this your wife?" asked Nisa while pointing at Siti.

"Yes. This is my wife." Andre embraced Siti with one hand.

"Oh my God, is it true that you're married?" Nisa chuckles.

"With a woman like this you are married? Come on, Andre, what's wrong with you?" Nisa pointed at Siti while holding back her laughter.

Andre looked furious, but kept trying to control himself.

"Yes God. It turns out that you haven't changed either" Andre replied suddenly.

Nisa stopped her laughter.

"Still an uncivilized and ethical woman. When will you repent?" Andre held back his laughter.

Nisa's face changed instantly.

Siti smiling.

"Be a woman who is not beautiful but is okay, so do not be poor in how to behave and ethically." Siti saw Nisa.

Nisa reelagapan's.

Unexpectedly Lidya approached the three, standing right behind Nisa who was still sitting completely wrong.

"Assynolajet. How are you doing? It's good to see you again." Siti stood up to greet Lidya.

Lidya did not answer Siti's greeting, instead turning her face away.

"Yet you came here after seeing us from a distance."

"We were going to your desk to say hello. Aren't you darling?" Siti saw her husband.

Andre nodded.

Lidya who was shocked by Siti's words also seemed to be misbehaving because of embarrassment, she immediately held Nisa's hand to invite her to leave from there.

Nisa stood up and left with Lidya who did not say a word.

Andre and Siti looked at the two while smiling funnyly.

Both sit back.

"I wish we had made peace with each other's past, me with your past and you with my past." Andre saw Siti.

Siti nodded.

"We cannot be first love, but we can always be last love."

***

Zayn was bothered to clean the kitchen, very carefully he collected cutlery such as plates and glasses from the shard to collect them into one.

It was obvious that Zayn had done so carefully, not wanting to make Lela, who was still in her room, know what she was doing in the kitchen.

Zayn then took out the freshly bought tableware from the cardboard. A few dozen dishes and glasses of melamine he had just bought he gathered in the sink then washed them and then neatly arranged them on the plate rack.

The sound of Lela's bedroom door opening, Zayn hurriedly finished his work.

Lela walked into the kitchen and was shocked to see her husband stuffing plates of bells and glasses into the cardboard.

"Do you want these plates?" ask Lela curiously.

Zayn seemed hesitant to answer.

"This plate wants me to keep."

"Why kept?"

"I've bought a new plate."

Lela doesn't understand. She then approached the dish rack and saw if it turned out that her husband had bought a new plate made of melamine that is anti-breakage.

Lela was silent. Now she understood what her husband meant.

Her husband was even willing to do anything to make her comfortable and that moved her. Lela held back her cries.

Zayn watched as his wife stood back to him.

"Thank you," said Lela suddenly still turning her back to her husband.

"I'm sure you're the answer to my parents' prayers. Now besides there is a prayer mat for me to bow down on, there is also your shoulder for me to lean on, now besides Allah being my place to complain, there are also your two ears ready to hear my sorrow and my pills, there's your fingers that will wipe my sobs and there's your chest that will calm me down."

"Thank you again and please be patient. Until the time comes I'll come to you myself." Lela turned her body to see her husband.

Zayn smiled.

"As simple as a cloud that is willing to blur for the sake of rain, a hand that wipes dirt for the sake of holiness, like that I am willing to be patient for the sake of a smile."

The two smiled at each other.