Honeyed

Episode 65's

For two days I was still silent, not wanting to eat. I really am like an undead who just calls out Aisyah's name incessantly. Even the glass container three days ago is still not cleaned. Three Bi said to stop being my domestic assistant because it felt sad to remember Aisyah who now went nowhere.

I should be able to get Aisyah again. I have to apologize to Asiyah. I need to find out where Aisyah is at the moment.

I got up and rushed to find out where Aisyah was. I believe I can get information where Aisyah is.

"Hallo Assalamualaikum Umi, is Aisyah in Solo?,". I decided to call Umi.

"Waallaikumussalam, Aisyah is not in Solo nak Fatih. What's the matter?, is Aisyah not with you in Jakarta?,". I heard Umi's worried and panicked tone from across the phone.

"Oh it's okay Umi. Fatih was just worried, Asiyah was willing to shop for vegetables. But not home yet. Aisyah jok kok with Fatih mi, Fatih is too in love with Umi's daughter, to subconsciously ask Umi,". I had to lie to my mother-in-law.

"Oh yasudah alhamdulillah if Aisyah is fine with you in Jakarta. Take care of Aisyah, son,".

"Okay Umi, assalamualaikum,".

"Grandallikumussalam,".

Tuuuuttt.. tuuttt... tuutt. I have to find you where else Aisyah?, even at your parents' house you are not there. Where exactly did you go Aisyah?. My eyes are hot, I can no longer hold my tears. I don't know how many drops I cried over Aisyah.

I've been trying to contact some of Aisyah's college friends in Solo and in Jakarta. But the result is nil. No one knew the information where Aisyah was. No one was contacted by Aisyah. Oh Allah. help Fatih. I really am a paralyzed man in everything. Just because of women like Siska, I tortured and wasted Aisha. I am even further away from You, O God. How should fatih?. I've been really frustrated.

Ah, I remember. There is still one more close friend and friend Aisyah. That's right, I haven't had time to ask Azizah. I got up from my seat and searched around for Azizah's number on my phone. I remember, Aisyah once borrowed my phone to send a short message to Azizah when her phone broke. May you be with Azizah. I want to apologize. Wait for Fatih, baby.

Azizah: To:

"Azizah Assalamualaikum. This is Fatih Aisyah's husband. Sorry earlier. I wanted to ask if Aisyah was with you?, oh at least when was Aisyah last contacting you?. I beg you to reply to my message. Thanks,".

I decided to ask Azizah through a short message. I can't call Azizah immediately, let alone my condition that is not possible. I screamed and cried so much that my throat hurt so much. I looked at my phone screen many times, but there was no reply from Azizah. I'm getting confused, I'm confused how else.

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Cirebon is very hot today. I even want to drink ice every day. I saw Aisyah who was still cool sitting in the garden behind my house, which was indeed some flowers there. Aisyah every day just pray, enter the room, and sit again in the garden behind the house while looking at some blooming flowers. At least Aisyah can talk to me, after a few days just silence.

I went back to my room, and took my cell phone. There was a message coming in from a new number. Because there's no name on my phone. After I opened it turned out that message from Mr. Fatih, Aisyah's husband. What's he looking for Aisyah. Why after one week more he just care and look for Aisyah, whether he fought with his young wife songong it, or even divorced and now looking for Aisyah again. I was really furious with everything that had been done by Mr. Fatih and his mother, and certainly with the grandmother who had taken Pak Fatih from my friend Aisyah. If Aisyah lets me go to Jakarta, I'll make a battered granny drop torment, eh... Siska.

What am I supposed to do?, I'm really confused. Did I tell Aisyah?, if her husband sent me a short message and looked for her. Ah no, I don't want Aisha to get hurt again. A few minutes I turned my brain, left and right to decide what I was going to do, I really didn't want Aisyah to get hurt again. I want to see my best friend happy.

Okay, I just sent you a picture that Aisyah sent me some time ago. So that Mr. Fatih can understand and read for himself without me explaining the root of his problem. It seems like my idea will work, Mr. Fatih will be a man who regrets his whole life. Just feel sir how to lose the pearl that had been difficult for you to find up to the city of Solo, but finally in vain because of the gravel that fakes as a pearl. I smile.

To 081237789946:

"Please Mr. Fatih read carefully, and respond. I sent it in order,".

I sent some pictures to Mr. Fatih. Let her think and finally regret her whole life, for having cast off and tormented my inner and physical friend Aisyah. I walked over to Aisyah who was still engrossed in looking at the flowers. Sometimes I worry about seeing her, a girl as good and beautiful as her is so hard on her exams. My tears were jostling to cry, but I held her back. I don't want Aisyah to see myself crying over her.

"Here...,". Aisha called me to come closer to her.

"What's the Shah?, tumben you calling me?,". I said as I approached Aisyah.

"Don't you take one stalk of that flower, please ,". Aisyah showed her hand to one of the daisies across from her.

I followed Aisha's orders to me. I plucked the flower and then looked at the flower with a confused look. For what this guy told me to metik this flower, less work. I said in my heart.

"Let's smell Zah,".

"That's why you, now tell me to make this flower. Less work,". Refusing upset.

"Udah don't be fussy, quickly kiss Azizah,".

"Oh yes, I kissed you, Shah. Still what?,".

"What does Zah want?,".

"Considered Shah. I just found out this type of daisies smell good. Haha,".

"Good, now you're trampling on that Zah flower,".

"Buset you, now it's been plucked, kissed, kept on trampling?!,".

"Udah Zah,".

I threw away the flower I had picked and kissed and then trampled it to pieces.

"Already Shah. Haha,". I laughed like a madman, for following all Aisha's words.

"But the flower is me. I was the flower that Fatih had picked, he had smelled it, and then I was trampled to pieces. And it hurts so much,".

I was shocked by Aisyah's words just now. In one taste. It's really painful.

"Damn....,". Call me while wiping away tears.

"I've been crushed like that flower Zah, I was mercilessly destroyed, I destroyed Azizah... Hicks. hiks...,".

I hugged Aisyah very tightly. His sadness is so deep. The pain in his heart hurt him so much. He was like a person who really had no hope. Allah does not sleep Aisha. You must get the most beautiful reply to your struggle for your mother-in-law and your husband. Even though you don't get that in the world.

"Huekkk... huekkk,".

Ah Aisha was nauseous again, she had been nauseous for a few days. Maybe he got wind or even his stomach acid rose. Because Aisyah once said that she had a history of magh.

"Dad, tomorrow we go to the doctor?, I'm worried you've had a few days of nausea. You must have dropped physically because of a lot of thought this problem,".

"Yeah easy Zah, later if I'm really not strong, I ask to take you to the doctor just like you,".

"Yeah of you, don't wait bad dong. How's si?!,".

"Seriously, I'm not papa. Just get in the wind,".

"You've been hunted into the room. But soon it will rain. It's cloudy and a lot of wind too,".

"Yes Azizah bauble. Thank you for being so kind to me, Zah,".

"Udah gausah. If you don't think I want to be evil. Haha,". I tried to comfort Aisyah, and she only smiled very briefly.

You must be happy Aisyah, leave all the problems that have eaten away your physique. Forget all the people who have hurt you, I said in my heart.