Dad For Aisyah
First meeting.
"I'm afraid Bi, if Imron's parents want to take Aisha" Liha looked at her daughter who ran to and fro not want to part with her.
"Liha.. Maybe Imron's parents want to meet Ais, just to treat kangen taste in his grandchildren, you do not prejudge bad first" advised Abu wise.
"Cure the taste of kangen? Huh! How strange it sounds huh" Liha let out a rough breath. "It can't be Bi. Ever since I became Imron's wife, and we've contracted a farmhouse. Until I got pregnant and gave birth, even Imron died they never showed me his nose! Kok can, suddenly missed" Liha was sad to remember that, where there were parents when her son died did not want to attend.
"How could I not suspect try Bi, what else would he insist on wanting to meet his granddaughter if not for wanting to snatch from me, from the talk on the phone that is always ketus any, no matter what, all can conclude, if in his old age feel lonely then intend to take Ais from me," Liha was very upset.
"It is not that easy Liha. You are his mother, a minor should not be separated from his biological mother" Abu calmed his wife.
"But they have a lot of money Abi. which I fear will be free to act" Liha grabbed her hair riled.
"Liha, you are not alone, now I will protect you" Abu said solemnly.
"Thank you" Liha turned to Abu, her husband's shady eyes like water that sows anyone, including her.
"Umma. there's a phone" said Ais from the room with the door open.
"Please bring it here, baby..."
"Yes, Umma..." Ice grab a mobile phone that is still vibrating, running around a small approach to Abi and Umma, then hand over the object. Ice immediately sat on the lap of Abu without excuse.
"Bi.. my former in-law" Liha seemed to ask for an opinion on what to do.
"Thank you" Abu put his thumb and forefinger between his chin and his ear. "loudspeaker" Abu said of course he wanted to hear what Liha's in-laws were talking about because it concerned Aisha.
Liha nodded then shifted the green button.
📞 "Haylo" a resolute voice across the phone.
"Assynoltom..." Liha replied politely.
"Goddessalam..."
"Aslihah, why don't you call me right away, didn't you just promised to answer my request this afternoon!" The determined middle-aged woman, this afternoon asked Liha to meet with her granddaughter. But Liha reasoned to call back after deliberating with her new husband, but Asliha did not immediately contact.
Liha glanced at Abu. Abu nodded allowing Liha to meet with his former in-laws.
"Okay Ma, but I ask, Mama want to wait for my time off work first, IshaAllah I promise to meet Mama. Or put it this way, Mama just come now to the house" Pinta Liha spoke nicely.
"Can't, tomorrow morning I wait at mall xx, because my time in Indonesia is not much" the woman ordered half force.
Liha looked back at Abu. Abu again agreed.
"Okay Ma" Liha closed the phone because the caller had disconnected the connection.
"Now you calm down Liha, tomorrow morning I will take you there to meet your former in-laws," Abu ended the conversation because the time has come for the adzan magrib.
Abu then went to the mosque, while walking he was actually restless thinking about Ais. Abu will try to protect the child. Heard the ever-delayed conversation of Liha's former in-laws. Abu could conclude that Liha's former in-laws were unfriendly.
Liha's index finger rubbed her daughter's cheek until her burly hand grabbed her from behind. "It's the night Liha. if you continue this way, you will even get sick. You don't believe me, don't worry too much about everything we can negotiate carefully"
"Iya Bi" Liha then pulled the blanket, sleeping in Abu's arms.
The night changed in the morning before seeing her former father-in-law Liha decided to go to the pharmacy first. "Udin. sorry yes, you are alone again guarding the pharmacy. But I promise I want this business to be finished quickly and come back here" Aslihah said.
"Don't worry Liha, I will try my best" Udin replied as he handed some receipts to Liha.
"Thank you Din, you're the best" Liha smiled.
Liha worked until 10 a.m., then was about to leave for the mall as her former in-laws promised.
"Where are we going Abi? A walk?" Ais who does not understand anything feels good to go with Umma and her Abi on a motorcycle, which the boy knows is a walk.
"Rubber, we're going for a walk" Abu helped Ais get on the bike sitting in front. If Ais is happy. Of course, unlike the woman sitting behind Abu, he felt restless.
"Lihaa... Don't be so moody..." Abu reminded Aslihah, staring from the rearview mirror.
"I deg degan Bi" said Liha.
"Patience.." concluded Abu. It was not until 10 minutes they had arrived at the mall, which was promised by Citra's mother Chandra's wife Imron's parents.
"Say you want to wait where Liha is?" Abu gave a glance.
"Say in this cafe mall Bi" replied Liha who had been thinking everywhere. While carrying Aisyah, Abu holding Liha's hand walked towards the cafe mall.
Arriving at the cafe, Liha looking for the figure of Citra but among the visitors there is no woman. "Try to send Liha a message, ask him where he is" suggested Abu.
Liha nodded, took the phone in the bag, opened the WA turned Citra had written a message, he was upstairs booked only for private.
"At the top of Bi" Liha immediately went up the stairs to the top floor, it turns out the cafe is on the rooftop while enjoying the view. Looks woman hair draped curls visible from behind, from her posture Liha can already recognize and then approach.
"Excuse me.." said Liha from behind.
The woman turned her head slowly until her gaze was fixed on the three figures waiting. "Aslihah." said the image of his gaze was fixed on the child in Abu's arms, the beautiful child Imron coffee photo when Imron was still a baby in front of him. Citra felt in love with her granddaughter. Until how seconds later each other's silent views turned to the man who held, the last to a beautiful woman who was none other than Aslihah.
"Please sit" The image points to a chair surrounding a round-shaped table.
"Mama how are you?" Liha asked politely salim hand concealing her worries.
"As you can see Aslihah" Fake smiling image.
"Liha. You were left by a new Imron for a year, apparently already holding another man, check, check, check" Citra smiled wryly.
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