Love at Dusk

Chapter 50: Cheerful Fading

One week had passed, it was repeated again, the rejection Reyhan gave made Aisyah tired. He closed his eyes for a moment, glanced at his cell phone at a glance and did not get the incoming message, Aisyah always asked for permission wherever he went, on Sunday he was seminar, and today, he is, when there is study in the mosque. "Why? How can I not be that excited?" ask Zahra. He stroked Aisyah's shoulder slowly, "Come on spirit, all the teenagers here need a spirit da'wah so they also hijrahnya spirit."

Aisyah smiled faintly, "Gini?" tanyanya, Zahra shook her head quickly.

"The smile is too small, even wider dong," Zahra teased. From the line of eyes, Zahra could see clearly if the smile behind the veil was just a smile that was carved forced, Aisyah was never like this, she was always cheerful and happy, she was always happy, how could a person like Aisyah be a heartbroken teenager.

"What's her smile supposed to be?" kekeh Aisyah slowly. Then he exhaled a little harshly, looked at Zahra and smiled gently as usual. "When? I'm not patient."

"Aisha, be patient" replied Zahra. Zahra's hands stretched out to hold Aisyah's hands, it had been 4 years they were together during college, it feels like this is not the usual Aisyah, this is the version of Agaus. "Why the hell? Dong's story, who knows I can help. Household issues?" ask Zahra gently.

Aisyah seemed to shake her head slowly, she smiled gently. "No, I'm not feeling well anymore, I haven't been excited lately."

Zahra's eyeballs seemed enlarged, her movements became excitedly staring at Aisyah. "Don't you get pregnant Aisha! Try to see the gynecologist later," Zahra said.

“Hah? It is impossible,” Aisyah replied quickly. He had just finished coming months and now they were parting rooms. Before Zahra asked any further, Aisha stood up from her seat. “We go to dalem yuk, soon start.”

The study went well, now the members of the mosque appear to hold a small meeting next to the window of the mosque, Aisyah small walk on the terrace of the mosque that feels cool, cool, passing through some of the pillars of the mosque is so big plain white with the name of the prophet in Arabic writing and a little golden yellow paint on the top and bottom. “Wait a minute ya.” The soft voice came from the door near the ablution spot, Aisyah glanced softly towards it. Maura and Joseph, Joseph's hands gently caressed Maura's large belly, their lips smiling with eyes conveying love. Before Yusuf left, Aisha saw Yusuf gently rubbing Maura's head, kissing her forehead at a glance and waving his hands and joining the rest of the group.

Aisyah was silent, it felt so empty, she felt envious of some sweet couples, making their wife the only woman they loved the most, giving all the feelings and endless affection. One question in Aisyah's right, can Reyhan be like that? Can only Aisha have her heart?

“Assalamu’alaikum, Aisyah,” greet Maura.

Aisyah who had looked dreamy looking at Maura while smiling behind her veil, she smiled so gently. “Wa’alaikumsalam,” replied Aisyah softly. “Aisyah thought sister did not come here earlier,” kekeh Aisyah slowly.

“Iya nih, Alhamdulillah next week has entered the birth date, tomorrow Abi is full to be diem at home nemenin,” answer looks happy. “Oh yes, sorry, I saw you from earlier how do you think it is not focused? Sampe was called twice just as Zahra had just advanced forward. Any more problems?” ask Maura. Aisyah shook her head weakly.

“No, I'm not feeling well.”