Honeyed

Episode 45's

"Aisha...., brother?, where are you?,". I'm looking for Aisyah.

"Where's Bi Aisyah?,". I asked Bi Ijah who was busy sweeping the living room.

"Non Aisyah is on the back porch of den,".

"Thank you Bi,".

I walk to the back porch, my wife likes to sit there. He loved to see the flower garden. I saw Aisyah sitting in a hanging chair facing the flower garden. His gaze was empty, his facial expression was alarming. Even so much that his focus was daydreaming, he was not even aware of my presence. My heart aches to see my wife like that, why did it get so bad just for me to get married again?.

"Dik.., uh...,". Call me. Aisha did not answer, she just looked at me. I wanted to cry, and hugged her tightly.

"What are you doing?!, have you eaten?,".

"No, I don't want to eat, yet,". Aisyah shook her head and then turned her gaze towards the flower garden again. I chose to sit in his side chair.

"Sir, I wanted to talk about your request a few days ago,".

"So?, man?,". Aisyah asked with a very raucous tone of voice.

"So, I decided to fulfill your request. I'll marry you as you wish,". I threw away Aisha's face. I can't see my wife's face.

"Good,".

"Later to choose a sister candidate honey for you dik,". I said with a force.

"No need, Aisyah has prepared the prospective sister of Aisyah. You just have to marry her,".

My eyes were wide open to hear the words of Aisha. Maybe he even prepared the woman I should marry. A very cruel conspiracy.

"Aa.... what?!!, you even prepared the person to marry?,". I can't hold back my tears anymore. I was in shock and did not expect my wife Aisyah to destroy my love that I had built just for her.

"Yes mas, Aisyah has prepared a woman who must be married, Aisyah has prepared her honey sister Aisyah,". I can't see the face of Fatih. Honestly my heart is broken. I tried to stem my tears that had been jostling to come out of my eyes.

Exactly one day ago, Mother forced me to meet the woman whom Mother had chosen to be Fatih's wife. Actually I have refused, but again Mother-in-law threatened and forced me. And for the umpteenth time I must give up. I met the young wife of Fatih's only two without Mommy. I don't know, why Mother did not come to accompany. Maybe you feel guilty and do not dare to meet me because it has been very cruel to me.

The woman looked at me with an insulting and very condescending look. Maybe in her eyes a veiled woman like me is very embarrassing, or even scary. The woman shook my hand and arrogantly introduced herself "Include, Siska would-be young wife mas Fatih,". I just introduced myself by saying my name without any frills of my status with Fatih mas.

Astaghfirullah, what did Fatih comment to me?, if I choose a woman who is open like this?, I know very well, Fatih mas very do not like women who are easy to indulge free of his aurat. After I introduced myself, Siska immediately stood up and left me arrogantly. I saw him picked up by a man in a white car. Very friendly, only I don't want to think badly of my future middle sister. Especially if I just met.

"Who's she?, what's she like?, where have you met?, since when did you know her?,". Mas Fatih searched me with a lot of questions that I myself could not answer. I don't even know who or how Siska is.

"Tomorrow or the day after, Aisyah will meet the mas with the future wife mas. Aisha will tell him to come to our house later,". I stood up and left Fatih's mas still crying while looking at me who was walking away from her. I can't linger beside Fatih. I was no longer able to hold back my tears.

I went to the bathroom and cried. I splashed my body with cold water rushing from the shower. I mourn my broken self. Oh God, how painful it is to share the people I love. A man who can make me fall in love when I choose the Hijrah in Your way, Lord. I don't care about the three Bis calling me from outside the bathroom.

I opened all the water taps, so that my crying that exploded was not heard by Fatih. I have to look strong, I have to look ordinary in front of Fatih.

"Bi Inah?, where did Aisyah bi go?,".

"Non Aisyah seems to be taking a bath with her,".

"Oh yasudah, thank you Bi,". I thanked Bi Inah and walked towards the tv room.

I waited for Aisyah to finish the bath, wanting to ask further who the woman that would be made my young wife. But an hour had passed, Aisyah did not also come out of the bathroom. I wonder in my heart, what's the ayesha doing in there?, if it's just a shower, it's been impossible all along. I was getting anxious and worried, although I was still very emotional and started to hate Aisyah for her care that was as she pleased with me, but she was still my wife, and in the depths of my heart, she said, I still love her so much.

"Bi did you guys see Aisyah coming out of the bathroom?,". I was worried about three Bi.

"No den, non Aisyah is still in the bathroom, not out of the den,". Answer them simultaneously.

Three Bi and I were worried waiting for Aisyah who did not come out of the bathroom.

"Bruakkkkk!!!!, brauaakkkkkkk!!!!, bruakkkk!!!!,".

I ended up being forced to violently break down the bathroom door several times. Until finally the door opened and I saw my wife's body lying under the shower with water still wetting her body.

"Asian.....!!,". I shouted and immediately carried Aisyah's wet body towards the room. Three Bi and I were very panicked. They immediately swiftly picked up a towel, made hot sweet tea, and helped me prepare a change of clothes for Aisyah. I can't stand it, my tears are dripping. Aisyah's face was very pale, her lips turned blue, and the skin of her feet and hands were wrinkled from being exposed to water for too long. I glanced at the three Bi who were also crying seeing Aisyah's condition.

"Aisha..., wake up, dik,". I spoke very softly on the sidelines of my cries.