Behind the Veil (Aisha)

Behind the Veil (Aisha)
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Lela and her husband's therapy session was over, the psychiatrist then asked Zayn to come out for a while because he wanted to do a therapy session with Lela alone.


Seeing Zayn come out, Alvian who had just come after examining the patient immediately approached him with his wife.


"Thank you" Aisha told her sister-in-law after they sat on the bench.


"For what?" ask Zayn in wonder.


"Doctor Anita has said everything. You are gladly willing to marry my sister when you know exactly her condition."


"If you hadn't married her, and my sister had married another man, her husband would have been disappointed to learn of her condition after marriage and it was possible that my sister would have been a widow for the second time. It would definitely make the trauma he had worse."


Zayn smiled.


"If you think I married her just because you wanted to help her, you're misunderstanding."


Aisha and Alvian are shocked.


"I want to marry her because she is a godly woman worthy of my wife. "


"After inadvertently knowing her condition, her trauma and her suffering, I focused instead on something else."


Alvian and Aisha listened carefully.


"His love for his mother" Zayn continued.


"On Ummi?" ask Alvian.


Zayn nodded.


"You must know that one of the best forms of kindness is to hide sadness from your mother. And Lela did just that. In the midst of his condition that is not fine, it takes moral support from people around him, he chose to hold it himself, all for the sake of his love for Ummi."


Aisha directly lowered her head, moved. Thinking that what his sister-in-law had said was true.


"When my wife could blame Ummi and the late Abah for what happened to her. But he prefers to be patient and surrender to Allah SWT, live his own slump and do not want to share, and behave as if everything is fine."


"Only a noble woman can do that. How am I not made to fall in love and want to marry her?" Zayn saw Alvian.


Alvian patted Zayn on the shoulder.


"You are the same noble creatures of Allah SWT. Hopefully soon you can live the proper household life with Allah SWT immediately provide healing for your wife."


"Aamiin's."


***


"Well, mom, I'll wait. I'll cook mom's favorite food." Anita was seen talking to her mother on the phone.


Before long Anita hangs up her phone, with her face that looks happy and impatient to meet her mother after almost 2 months the two did not meet because after her marriage at that time, the mother flew overseas to accompany her husband on business.


"Did your mother just get to Indonesia?" asked Zaidan while sitting next to his wife.


"Yes. My mom and dad just landed in India. Tomorrow they will visit our home. It just so happens that tomorrow I can take a day off because there's a replacement doctor."


"Goodoo. Then make a special meal for both our parents."


"of course. I'll make mom's favorite food, I'm sure if it's been 2 months you haven't eaten that food "


Zaidan smiled.


Next day.


Anita welcomed her mother's arrival with great happiness, she hugged her mother tightly.


"I'm Mom too. I miss Mom very much."


Called the mother, Desi's eyes glared in dislike, making Anita hold back her laughter. Anita knew very well if her mother did not want to be called mother again since the mother remarried a widower rich businessman.


Anita then shook hands with her stepfather, although not the father and biological child, but very visible affection between the two who were so sincere.


Zaidan then approached his two in-laws, he greeted them one by one.


Anita then took her mother to enter her house, followed by Sastro and Zaidan behind her.


Desi and her husband who had just visited her daughter's house were a little stunned to learn that the apartment Anita and her husband lived in was a small and simple apartment that was very far from the impression of luxury.


"Sit mom. Daddyh. I'll get you a drink first" Anita said as she walked to the kitchen not far from the living room.


Zaidan sat with his two in-laws.


"Son Zaidan. How's work?"


"Alhamdulillah is good and smooth Dad."


"So what about dad's offer the other day?"


Zaidan smiled.


"I'm sorry dad. After I thought about it. I am not an expert in that field. I'm not sure I can run that company well if I'm in charge."


Desi and Sastro looked at each other again, shocked by Zaidan's reply, who refused him a job offer.


"And I told you you could study a little while working."


"Sorry dad. Thanks for the offer, but I chose to stay focused on my current job."


"It's okay like that, son. But if you ever change your mind, you can call me."


Zaidan nodded.


Before long Anita came with drinks and small meals.


They also talked together, not to forget Desi gave gifts brought from abroad for the princess and her daughter-in-law.


"Mothers. It must be expensive. Thank you, yeah." Anita hugged her mother.


Zaidan also did not forget to express his gratitude to the in-laws for giving a pair of luxury watches for him and his wife.


Suddenly Zaidan's phone rang, he stood up and asked permission to pick it up.


"Honey. Mami thinks this apartment is too small" Desi said half a whisper to her daughter after Zaidan left.


"Little snack. But if it's just for the two of us, it's pretty big."


"Why don't you guys just move into our gift apartment?" Dad gave me advice.


Anita smiles.


"If for now we don't need a big apartment, maybe if we already have a new child we'll think about it."


"But if according to mami, it is not a big or small problem, but this apartment is too simple for you mami children," said Desi again trying to express his heart.


Anita held back her smile.


"I understand what mother means. I know that in my life I am learning so many things. Simplicity not only taught me to see the beauty of every luxury, but more importantly it taught me to see the beauty of simple things."