Love For Aisha

04 ~ Still Upset

This morning Aisyah deliberately did not make breakfast. After the dawn prayer he prefers to play his cell phone. Azam, who had just returned from the mosque, slept next to Aisyah.

"Basic slacker!" ledek Aisyah when her husband prefers to pull his blanket back than sports.

The photo uploaded last night has been widely commented on by his followers. Many praised the romance of the photo. There are those who ask occasionally want to see the face of a figure covered with emotion. Even many of them pray for the couple to last.

Aisyah was silent for a moment, lasting?

Ah, how can it be lasting if until her husband does not give her an honesty.

Desperate resigned, Aisyah put her phone back on the nightstand. However, when he was about to move his phone rang, a notification sign from the application was green.

Marginalised.

[Ciee, that's better. Fortunately, yesterday did not crash.]

Aisha

[Hehe, when looking at his face my heart melted like ice cream 😊 ]

For a long time the two exchanged messages. Even Aisyah ignored the hand movements of Azam who was shaking her body.

Having to do this morning Aisyah's lecture schedule, then she can enjoy her morning by lazing on the bed. Moreover, the husband also has no teaching schedule. The man chose to hang out with his blanket.

Aisyah simply understood the exhaustion of her husband. Because she knew her husband had just gone to bed at about three in the morning for completing his pending work.

Because he was lazy to cook, Aisyah chose to buy vegetables that had been cooked near her home.

Vegetable lodeh and sauteed kikil became breakfast options this morning.

"Tumbens?" ask Azam who already looks fresh while pulling a chair at the dining table.

"Once in two times no papa, again lazy to the market."

"Why?"

"Nobody canterin." said Aisyah still a little rough.

Azam instantly frightened both of his eyebrows in astonishment.

"Normally no one wants to be brave" he said

Aisyah just put her lips together.

Not brave, but he was lazy to go to the market.

"Ih, funny." Azam pulled Aisha's lips.

"Aw, sick!" yelled Aisyah who immediately brushed off Azam's hand.

"You why the hell? Kayak just yesterday finished coming months, the time to want PMS again," cibir Azam.

Aisyah ignored her husband's taunts and chose indifferently to enjoy her breakfast this morning.

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"Kok, I think I'd like to skip it." Aisha walked slowly behind Azam.

"Why?" A sharp gaze led to Aisyah's "Espirit dong! He said he wanted to be a doctor."

"It must be just the reason Mas Azam went to Caffe, even though he wanted to go for a walk to meet a beautiful woman!" accuse Aisyah while pursing her lips.

Instantly Azam laughed amusedly at the funny face of Aisyah while being a manyun.

"I'll just meet with Mr. Handoyo. When do you not believe?"

"You want to meet other girls." Again Aisha accused.

Azam immediately knitted his brows. "I mean,"

"Udahlah Mas, let's go! I'll be late!" Aisyah immediately switched the conversation and immediately put on her seatbelt.

Suddenly Azam's face looked tense. The man's mind was not calm with the words of the wife he had just heard.

"Why else? How come there's a manyun?" Azam was astonished.

There was no wind, no rain Aisyah's mood was fickle.

"Udah dong don't make it. If you don't believe me, let Mas call Mr. Handoyo first," said Azam who wanted to take his phone. However, Aisyah immediately prevented.

"No need! I believe it!" prevent Aisyah.

Aisha did not want to overdo it. I hope what her husband said is true. Just a meeting with Caffe's manager, hoping not to meet another woman.

Along the way Aisyah plays in her own mind, surmising about the woman who was with her husband yesterday. It felt like asking for a female figure yesterday, but Aisyah's tongue felt heavy. Don't let her fears become a Boomerang.

Azam stopped his car in front of the campus. Because it was the day he did not have a teaching schedule, he only drove his wife. In addition to being a lecturer, Azam also has a Caffe business that he has built a year.

"Don't be naughty, yeah!" Azam's Advice.

"I'm not a Kindergarten anymore, Mas." ketus Aisyah.

"Lho. Yeah, tium here first." Azam grabbed the top of the head that had been wrapped in a hijab and then slipped slowly.

Ayesha's heart pounded even more each time Agung kissed her even though they had been married for a year.

"There, it's late." Azam suggested.

Aisha forced her smile. "Yes yes...." Then Aisha kissed her husband's palm

"Da...." Aisyah waved her hand after the car passed with a troubled feeling. As much as possible, Aisha dismissed the prejudice against Azam, hoping that her husband would never be willing.

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...TO BE CONTINUE'S...

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