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Episodes.18

Iqbal watched his wife who was reading a book. Aisha turned her head when she felt she was being noticed. It was true that her husband was looking at her.

"Mas Iqbal, is there anything Mas wants to say? Seems like I've been watching me?" ask Aisha.

"Yes, honey. I want to say something to you. So, Mas will go abroad to visit an invitation from a business partner" said Iqbal.

"Will Mas Iqbal go with Rani?"

"No, hon. Actually Mas wanted to invite you, because this invitation is attending a wedding. It's impossible if Mas goes with another woman other than Mas's own wife" Iqbal said.

There was a sense of relief in Aisha's heart when she found out her husband did not go with Rani. However, it was he who was taken away.

"I want to, Mas. But how long are we gone?"

"Actually two days also we can return, but should not we all just vacation? During the wedding, we haven't planned to go on a honeymoon yet" Iqbal said.

"Honeymoon?" Aisha looks nervous, not at all in her mind if they need a honeymoon.

"Yes, honey. Why are you so nervous? Take it easy, Mas won't do anything without your consent."

"I'm up to you, Mom. If we're going on a honeymoon all at once, I don't have a problem."

"So you're ready to do that?" Iqbal's face looks happy.

"I didn't say that. Iqbal don't trust yourself."

"Yes, honey. They won't force you. Don't be so tense." Iqbal pokes his wife's chin.

"Not really." Aisha takes her face off from her husband.

Iqbal just smiled little watching his wife. Already a wife, Aisha still looks shy. Maybe because they've never been more intimate.

"Well, what do you want to buy?" Iqbal asked his wife.

"Don't want anything, Mom. But whatever if Mas Iqbal wants to buy something yes it's okay."

"Later Mas buy chicken krispi, let your body become filled if you eat meat. Let it be later that first night, your body isn't thin like that." Iqbal slightly mocked his wife.

"Mas Iqbal what the hell." Aisha pinched her husband's waist slowly.

The interaction between the two looks closer. Without Aisha realizing it, she had actually accepted Iqbal as her life companion.

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Iqbal and Aisha say goodbye to their parents. Of course, they also support the good intentions of Iqbal to invite Aisha on her honeymoon. Even if what they do is just a vacation. Iqbal did not want to expect more to his wife, because his wife who did not give a code to be ready to connect more closely.

After they finished saying goodbye, they went to the airport in between by the driver. Aisha can't wait to get there quickly. Because he has never been abroad.

"Darling, you want to stop by for a snack? Usually girls on the road like to eat."

"Em I want some fruit, ma'am."

"Well fruit? Like dieting, baby."

"Any dieter can eat fruit? I was used to eating fruit on the way, it makes us not nauseous, Mas."

"All right." Then Iqbal asked his driver to stop at a nearby convenience store.

After they finished shopping, they resumed their journey to the airport. After a few minutes of waiting, all passengers on the plane with the destination of Singapore are asked to enter immediately, because the flight schedule is soon.

"Mas, are you sleeping?"

"No, I'm just a little dizzy with my head" replied Iqbal.

Aisha held her husband's hot forehead. It seems that her husband was only dizzy from boarding the plane, not dizzy from illness. Aisha thrusts the cut melon to her husband.

"Nih eat, I guarantee that later Mas Iqbal will not be dizzy anymore" said Aisha.

"really? You're like a shaman who can tell" Iqbal said.

"I am smarter than the shaman, therefore know that Mas Iqbal will not be nauseous again after eating this melon," said Aisha.

Iqbal took a piece of melon and began to devour it. It turns out that true, his nausea had already reduced. Aisha is her savior.

"Thank you, baby. Now my nausea has reduced," said Iqbal.

"Together, Mas. Thank God you are not nauseous anymore" said Aisha.

Iqbal and Aisha chatted with each other during the trip. So Iqbal no longer feel nauseous.

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Aisha and Iqbal already look neat with their respective looks. They will go straight to William's wedding venue which is Iqbal's business partner.

"You are beautiful, baby," Iqbal told his wife.

"Mas, can I wear a veil?" ask Aisha.

"You've been groomed and beautiful like that, you want to wear a veil? Later your beauty does not look loh.” Iqbal felt his wife's request this time was a little strange.

"Look, Mas. It's overseas, I just avoid touching. Because here it is men and women who are not a partner are also natural to embrace in public places.''

''You're right too, baby. I don't want to see you touched by another man. So, for today Mas let you wear a veil, said Iqbal.

Iqbal helped put the veil on his wife. After that they rushed away. It just so happened that Iqbal had rented the car he used while he was there. So, you can freely go anywhere by driving yourself.

Arriving at a five-star hotel, they went straight to the event venue. Iqbal showed me his invitation. Because not just anyone can enter, especially if without an invitation.

''Congratulations on the wedding, Mr. William, '' said Iqbal in English.

Iqbal shook Mr. William, while to the woman beside him, Iqbal simply smiled without shaking hands. Likewise with Aisha who only shook the hand of her bride. That was Mr. William raised his hand to ask him to shake hands.

''Sorry, Mr, Mrs. My wife is a religious woman, so she does not shake the hand of the opposite sex other than her own husband, Iqbal said so out of fear if Mr. William or his wife are offended.''

''Oh okay, no problem. Sorry I don't know, said Mr. William.

After congratulating the bride, Iqbal invites Aisha to sit in one of the empty seats, while paying attention to the series of events. Of course the wedding they saw looked strange, because Mr. William and his wife are non-Muslims. However, Iqbal and Aisha still respect them. At the event, only Aisha herself was hijab-wearing. The others were mostly dressed in sexy clothes that revealed the curves of his body.

''Mas, after we finish enjoying the dish, we should just go home.'' Aisha whispered to her husband.

''Why indeed, dear? Can't wait to walk?''

''It's not like that, but I'm afraid to see them dressed like that. I am ashamed of myself, Mas, said Aisha while staring around.

''Okay, sweetheart. We will say goodbye to Mr. William and his wife."