Feel It in Your Heart, My Husband

CHAPTER 48

Aisyah clenched her hands when she saw her brother's bruised left cheek. The woman is currently walking to the backyard to make calculations on the person responsible for the incident that happened to her brother.

"Plac!"

One slap landed hard on Husyein's left cheek. The slap he received from the girl earlier.

"What are you doing?"

Asked the man while holding the throbbing cheek. He stared in wonder at the vague face in his memory.

"The slap was a reply to the blow I gave my brother!"

Husyein was speechless, he tried to remember who the girl who gave him the hot finger just now.

"Dear of? Are you really Ayesha Mikhail's sister?"

He asked in disbelief, he had not seen the girl for a very long time. The last meeting was when Aisyah was still in elementary school.

"Good because I still remember me. Remember that Micah's brother also has a brother who will defend him."

Aisyah looked at the man standing dumbly before her.

"I hit your sister because she was wrong. So, you shouldn't have defended her."

Hisyein defended herself.

"I do not condone my brother's treatment of Sister Husna, for I also hate them. But I did not accept the arbitrary treatment of my brother Micah. She had already suffered enough with regret for her guilt, couldn't she just advise herself?"

Ask Aisyah.

Husyein smiled cynically.

"What did you say, advise? Is a jerk like your brother nasehati? If you can, why didn't you tell him that long ago?"

Husyein's question was able to make Aisyah stammer.

"We're just outsiders. The ones who run the household are them. Do you know how they feel when they have to get married when they don't love each other?"

Aisyah managed to turn things around. Hisyein was the one who was stunned.

"Whatever it is, your brother shouldn't be cheating."

"I know Micah's brother is guilty. But mas shouldn't be so pretentious as to intimidate him."

"But you..."

Husyein's words hung as the voice of a man called out.

"Joseph, Aisha. Why are you here?"

Shaleh stared in wonder at the 2 people who were struggling in the backyard earlier.

They stared at it in unison, confused as to what to answer. Finally they just forced a smile, as if nothing had happened.

"Did you guys fight?"

Shaleh asked again.

"Not really."

Husyein tried to make a face mimic.

"Yes already. Let's go to the living room! Everyone's waiting for you."

After hearing his father's words, Husyein began to walk. He looked at Aisyah with a ready-to-war gaze, as a sign that their business was not finished.

In the living room, all the people were already sitting in their respective positions. Mikhail and his family, as well as Husna.

There is complete, which does not exist only Eyang, because the half-century woman is carrying out Umrah worship in the holy land.

"So, what path will you take Husna?"

Shaleh asked his daughter.

Husna who was sitting in the apit by her sister and mother looked increasingly nervous. The girl is currently in a state of confusion, worried about having to choose between following the mother's request that they separate, or following the heart that wants to return with Mikhail, her husband.

"Jawab, son. God willing, we will try to accept your decision."

Nani gave Husna courage.

The woman's hand grew even colder, as if describing how nervous she was at the moment.

"Previously, Husna wanted to apologize to everyone here. Sorry for our troubles, you all feel sorrow."

"It is true that Micah has made a mistake. But, in this matter it is not in fact absolutely wrong of Micah's own mas. Before he got married, he told me that he did not love me. He asked me to cancel the marriage so we wouldn't hurt each other after marriage. But since I don't want to hurt our family, so I'm still chuckling to continue the marriage."

Husna explained the beginning of their dispute.

Everyone felt devastated by Husna's confession, they also felt guilty for forcing the couple to marry.

"But that doesn't mean he can continue his relationship with that woman after you're together."

Ningsih sounded unacceptable.

"True Umma, it was my fault. But I have realized and also deeply regretted it."

Mikhail.

"Do you think with regret you can treat my son's inner wounds?"

Ask Ningsih again.

"Umma, patience. Give them a chance to make a choice."

Shaleh wins his wife back.

"So son!"

Tell the brother to Husna.

Husna who felt increasingly uneasy began to have difficulty swallowing his saliva.

"Sorry umma, Mikhail."

The woman looked at her mother and husband in turn

"Right now, I can't yet establish a heart to make a choice. Please give me time to decide all this! Because this is not trivial, the decision that will be said will certainly change the course of my life. So, please understand and be patient waiting for me to think."

Husna who was indeed worried finally asked for time for himself to weigh this.

"What do you want to think about again, son?"

Ningsih sounded rejected.

"Umma, don't impose your will. Didn't Husna ask for time?"

Shaleh.

"True mbak, please let Husna think carefully."

Nani.

While Mikhail, despite feeling hanging he was still more relieved. At least Husna did not ask for a farewell, he felt that he was still given time to reassure the woman.

Ningsih stood up, then said goodbye to return to the room first. The middle-aged woman felt very disappointed with the child who delayed making a decision.

Seeing the mother who looked sad, Husna also took part to follow her mother.

"Mas, we and our family are officially apologizing for what Mikhail did. As Husna said earlier, actually here is not only Mikhail's fault. But it's all our fault that's forced our children to be together."

Aidhil takes over the conversation.

"Yes, you're right."

Shaleh fell down.

"No papa, abah. Micah's wrong here. Micah should have been able to be more assertive about Micah's way of life."

Mikhail felt even more guilty when he saw the look of regret from the old man's face before him.

"I'm sorry, excuse me first."

Husyein who still feels mumps finally chose to leave from there. But before stepping he took the time to look at his cousin's sister, Aisyah.

"Our business is not finished, boy. I'll make you pay dearly for the slap you gave me." Mumbled the man.

"Based on a rude man, from the beginning until now you are still the same. I really hate a hotshot guy like you."

Aisyah also cursed in her heart.

After looking at each other with their respective styles, Husyein finally passed leaving 5 people left there.

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