Poor Child: AISHA

Chapter 40's

In a pink room with a Hello Kitty picture, Aisyah was drawing. Aisyah was so serious about doodling her picture book.

"Yey ... finally finished the picture, now live in color," said Aisyah.

Then, Aisyah looked for crayon, but Aisyah did not find him. Aisyah tried to remember where she last wore it.

"Ah, Ais remember. Last ice put on papa's room."

Aisha rushed to Adam's room, which was now occupied by Marisa and Doni. Aisyah opened the door of the main room and looked for the crayon. Aisyah opened every drawer but Aisyah did not find what she was looking for. Aisyah's gaze was fixed on Marisa's dresser.

"Live this drawer that has not been checked," murmured Aisyah.

Aisyah immediately opened the top drawer, but Aisyah had not found it, then Aisyah opened the second drawer. Aisyah's smile came out when what was in the way was there. At that moment, Marisa came and was surprised to see Aisyah opening the drawer with her jewelry.

"What are you doing?" sentak Marisa is suspicious.

"Ais just going to take the crayon, Ma," Aisyah replied honestly.

"You're going to steal Mama's jewelry!" Urge Marisa while looking at Aisyah sharply.

" No, Ais doesn't steal."

" Halah, where there's a badger. Then you open the drawer! " hardik Marisa who began to ride the apoplexy.

"Ma really ... The ice didn't lie, the ice just wanted to find the crayon, "honestly Aisyah and now her eyes started to glaze over.

"What's this?" ask Doni who just came in.

"It's mas, the little fellow wants to steal my jewelry" said Marisa as she stared at Aisyah cynically.

"Oh, then just brackets in the warehouse, let this kid kapok," said Doni.

"It's also good your idea."

Marisa grinned and pulled Aisyah's hand violently, while Aisyah had started crying. Marisa kept dragging Aisyah and did not care about Aisyah's crying.

While Mba Ijah and Bik Nunik who saw Aisyah in drag can only look pity with the fate of Aisyah which is now filled with tears.

Poor Non Aisyah, now her life is not as happy as before. It was very different when Adam was alive. Hopefully one day non Aisyah can meet her biological mother and her life is happy. Aamiins. Inner bik Nunik.

Marisa and Aisyah had already arrived at the door of the warehouse. Marisa immediately opened the dark and dusty barn door, then Aisyah was dragged in.

"Tonight you slept in the barn" said Marisa who ignored Aisyah's increasingly bitter cries.

"Ma ... Ais please, don't law Ais. Ais does not want to sleep here," said Aisyah memelas.

But Marisa instead pushed Aisyah's small body, until Aisyah fell to the floor. Then Marisa came out and locked the warehouse door.

Aisyah who saw Marisa close the door immediately got up and ran but unfortunately, the door was closed and also was locked from the outside.

"Ma! Ais please open the door.." cried Aisyah as she banged on the door.

"Ma...."

Aisyah's crying was getting broken and very heartbreaking.

"Hiks .. hiks ... Papa, please Ice. Ais did not want to sleep here," said Aisyah with her tears that were so heartbreaking.

After locking the door of the warehouse, Marisa smiled with laughter, and immediately returned to her room. While passing through the kitchen, Marisa looked at her two Art with a sharp gaze.

"No one dares to open the barn door, you know." Marisa commemorates mba Ijah and bik Nunik.

"Good! just be careful if any of you open it, I'll make sure to fire you without a salary." Threatening Marisa.

After commemorating her two Art, Marisa left the kitchen room and continued her steps into the room.

Mba Ijah and bik Nunik can only stroke the chest and hope that Aisyah will be fine.

Sorry, non. Cannot help non. I hope you can get through tonight patiently. O Allah, I beg you to give strength to non-Aisha through all this.

On a cold, dark and dusty floor. Aisyah curled up in the coldness of the floor of the warehouse without any pedestal. Poor Aisyah could only lament her solitude, her mind drifting and remembering all the wonderful moments of being with her beloved father.

"Mr ... Ais kangen same Papa," muttered Aisyah who began to close her eyes.

***

"Aisha .. baby, wake up. This is papa coming to see Ais."

Aisyah woke up and immediately embraced Adam who was so missed by her with joy.

"Papa, Iis kangen is papa. Ice please do not leave Ais again" said Aisyah with hope.

Adam smiled shadyly and sat her on his lap while gently stroking Aisyah's cheek.

"Pa...."

"Hm ... Why, baby?"

"Ais wants to come with me, I don't want to be alone. Ais does not want to stay with mama Marisa," Aisyah fought.

"Ais, listen to Papa. Ais must be strong to keep this all, someday Ais will meet the same person who will love Ais more than himself. So, Ais must be patient, because someone is waiting for Ais. Therefore Ais should not be crybaby and must be strong and also should not give up. understand dear."

Aisyah nodded, "Pinter's a papa boy" Adam said with a smile looking at his daughter's cute face.

"Now, Ais is sleeping again huh. Papa's here and don't be afraid anymore."

Aisyah closed her eyes while hugging Adam's body warmly, while Adam continued stroking Aisyah's back to quickly fall asleep.

Aisyah squirmed and blinked her eyes, slowly Aisyah opened her eyes and circulated her gaze. Aisyah who slept on the floor immediately sat down.

"Father!" call Aisyah.

"It turns out ice is just a dream" he said sadly.

Aisyah fell back on the cold floor, poor Aisyah cried again remembering her dream of meeting Adam's father.

Aisyah is currently just friends with the silence and friendly with the dark warehouse without anyone knowing the sadness she feels.

Aisyah's cry was increasingly heartbreaking, when there was no place to lean just as a medicine for her heart's solace.

O Allah, give Ais the strength so that Ais can be a child that papa is proud of. O God, send an angel to watch over Ice, like a fairy godmother. Please God.

Aisyah continued to be patient waiting for the door of the warehouse in the open, even Aisyah did not know outside it was morning or still night.

"Ais hungry again," complained Aisyah touching her stomach while leaning her small body against the wall while looking at the door and hoping that someone would open the door.

But what Aisyah hoped for was only pseudo, no one opened the door of the warehouse. Even Marshall, who was always there for her, didn't seem to help her.

Aisyah just kept hoping and kept hoping, to the point that the feeling of a cough started attacking her again and fell asleep while leaning her body on the wall.