Poor Child: AISHA

Chapter 37's

Aisyah's sadness had started to diminish, and now Aisyah's face was starting to cheer up again. Even Marshall really fulfilled his promise to Papa Adam, which is to take care of Aisyah and always make Aisyah always smile cheerfully.

Like now, Marshall invites Aisyah to play hide-and-seek. Aisyah is in hiding while Marshall is looking for Aisyah.

"Meet!!" exclaim Marshall.

"Yes .. see you again." Aisyah immediately pursed her lips and came out from her hiding place.

"Now it's my turn, Iis on guard" Marshall said with a triumphant smile.

"Yes.." said Aisyah uninspired.

Aisyah started counting and closed her eyes, while Marshall ran and looked for a place to hide.

"Eight, nine, ten!" Finish Aisyah counting. Aisyah immediately looked for Marshall to every corner of the room. Aisha sometimes had to extend her neck just to find Marshall's hiding place.

"Abang.." call Ayesha.

While searching for Marshall, Aisyah's hand accidentally nudges Marisa's favorite Gucci. So the Gucci fell and broke apart. Marisa who was going down the stairs with Doni immediately accelerated her footsteps.

Marisa was wide-eyed to see her beloved Gucci broke, then Marisa's gaze led to Aisyah who was standing in fear near the table.

"Dear of it!" marisa snapped while growling in annoyance.

"Ma-sorry, Ma ... The ice is not on purpose" said Aisyah as she lowered her head.

"Sorry, you know! that Gucci is very expensive. You even broke!"

Aisyah silently did not dare to argue let alone raise her head.

From a distance Marisa saw the kemoceng lying on the nightstand, shortly afterwards Marisa took the kemoceng.

"Here you!" Marisa forcibly pulls Aisyah's hand, then Marisa hits Aisyah's petite body using a duster.

"Oh, Ma ... is sick, Ma!" aisyah screams in pain. But instead of stopping, Marisa keeps hitting Aisyah's body.

"Ma, too, is sick. Hicks ... hicks...."

"You know, Mama ordered that Gucci from Singapore straight away but you're breaking up!" marisa still snapped by hitting Aisyah.

While the Artists could only watch it without being able to help Aisyah. The Artes know very well the character of Marisa, if they defy then they will be fired without a salary.

"Stop, Mom!" marshall shouted and immediately ran towards Aisyah who was roaring in pain.

Marshall immediately grabbed Aisyah's body with a fierce look at Mama. Marisa instantly stopped hitting Aisyah and threw the duster in any direction with her chest up and down in annoyance.

"You can hit Ice!" furious Marshall.

"Because this collector's child has mecahin Mama's favorite Gucci!"

"But don't have to hit Ice either, Ma!"

"Dear, don't be extended anymore. You have given the punishment that is appropriate for the unlucky child," said Doni calm Marisa's anger.

"So, Om! The ice was not an unlucky child," Marshall snapped that Aisyah did not accept was said to be an unlucky child.

"Marshall!" Marisa snapped at Marshall with a sharp look.

"Follow, we better just go. Let's go." Take Doni to Marisa and wrap her hands around Marisa's waist.

After Marisa and Doni left, Marshall immediately swept Aisyah's body onto the sofa and examined Aisyah's body hit. Marshall's eyes bulged at the number of bruises all over Aisyah's body. Marshall's heart was immediately sliced and also felt guilty, because he felt that he had failed to protect Aisyah from her own mother's rampage.

"Acuse me Brother? Brother is not acting for Ais, you should protect Ais's body from the blow of Mama."

"What's wrong. It is reckless ice," said Aisyah as a hiccup as she wiped her tears.

Ma'am Ijah came carrying a medicine box and sat beside Aisyah with a sad face because he could not help her from Marisa's rampage.

"Here's the wound remedy, Non."

If Mr. Adam were still there, surely the master would be very angry to see his daughter in such torment. The Inner Mba Ijah

Mba Ijah had finished treating Aisyah's wounds, then Mba Ijah invited Aisyah to rest in her room. Mba Ijah accompanied Aisha to rest but Aisha looked at her instead.

"Mr...."

"Yes, why Non?"

"Actually whose child's ice?" asked Aisyah with a sad look.

"Ais the son of Papa Adam," answered Mba Ijah while stroking Ayesha's black mane.

"But how, Mama always said that I'm a pick-up boy?"

"No need to listen to what Mama said, the most important thing now is Ais bobo!"

"That means Ais isn't Mama's son?" continued Aisyah.

"Mba is a fairy tale?"

Mba Ijah shifted the subject, and hoped that Aisyah would not ask again about who she was.

"Yes already," Aisyah was forced to agree to an offer from Mba Ijah.

***

In a beautiful garden, a little girl ran cheerfully. A gentle breeze blew the little girl's long hair with a smile that kept on slipping on her lips.

From a distance, a grown man approached the little girl and spread out his hands. The little girl was Aisha.

Aisyah directly smashed her body into the adult man and kissed his entire face.

"Papa, Iis kangen with Papa."

"Papa too dear" said Adam. Adam immediately held Aisha's body.

"Papa don't go again ... Ais does not want to stay with Papa," said Aisyah.

"And there is Brother Marshall who guards Ice," said Adam while confirming Aisyah's hair was hit by the wind.

"But Ais wants her to be the same Papa?"

"Can't be darling," said Adam softly.

Then Adam lowered Ayesha's body, and stared at Ayesha's bead.

"Ais, listen to Papa. Ice must be a strong child and Ais must be a child of Sholeha. Ice can't be a bad boy either. From now on Ais should be able to take care of herself, because Papa can not take care of Ais anymore. Understand!"

"Goodbye, Pa." While nodding his head.

"Take care of yourself, Papa go first."

"Where are you going? Ice come!" exclaim Aisyah. But Adam kept his feet away from his beloved daughter.

"Father! Don'tgo. Ice come!" yelled Aisyah tried to chase after Adam's footsteps but Suddenly Adam's shadow disappeared from Aisyah's view.

"Father! don't leave! Ais came along.."yelling Aisyah roaring to call her papa.

"Blogs ... Ais .. wake up!" Marshall shook Aisyah's body to wake up from her sleep, because Aisyah kept calling her Papa.

Marshall continued to wake Aisyah, then Aisyah opened her eyes and looked at Marshall's face.

"Remember...."

Aisyah immediately hugged Marshall and cried a hiccup on Marshall's shoulder. Marshall could only stroke Aisyah's back which was shaking from her cries.