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Episodes.19

Iqbal and Aisha have been in Singapore for three days. But there has been no progress between them. They have not exercised their rights as husband and wife. Iqbal was really patient waiting for his wife to touch him, he did not want to force her. Remembering her struggle to get Aisha was so difficult, let alone to melt her heart. So, Iqbal did not want to rush into action.

Iqbal looked at Aisha who was staring out the window of the room. The view of a towering building lined up makes its own beauty.

"Darling, what are you looking at?" Iqbal approached his wife, standing behind her.

"Look at the scenery out there, Mas," replied Aisha.

"The views are ordinary, honey. It's more beautiful to look at your face" said Iqbal.

"You praised her too much, Mas," Aisha looked down embarrassed.

"You are beautiful, dear." Iqbal touched his wife's cheek.

Strange murmurs began to Aisha feel. The touch of her husband's hand made her chest suddenly beat fast. Moreover, the smile of sincerity that emanated from her husband's face, made Aisha even more amazed. Aisha hurriedly shifted her gaze. She was embarrassed by her husband.

"Mas wants to check email first, baby. Just now Rani called she said send an important email."

"Yes, Mum."

Iqbal took his laptop on the table, and started checking emails from Rani. It turns out that Rani sent the details of the company's income and expenses this month. Of course Iqbal has to check it because it's his job.

Aisha looked at Iqbal who was seriously staring at her laptop screen.

'Sorry, my mom. I can't be a good wife yet, ' Aisha murmured inwardly.

Aisha was about to go to the bathroom, but she accidentally nudged her purse so that it fell to the floor. Aisha was unaware of that, she continued her steps towards the bathroom.

Iqbal saw something lying on the floor. He got up from his seat and saw what was on the floor. It was his wife's wallet. Iqbal never opened or even checked his wife's wallet. Now he was curious to see what was in the wallet.

Iqbal looked at the photo in his wife's wallet. It was a photo of Azmi. Iqbal did not expect that his wife still kept a photo of Azmi. His wife may still love Azmi.

'Is there no place for me to fill the space in your heart, ' Iqbal said with a wry smile.

Iqbal put his wife's wallet on the table. Then he focused on checking his work. For some reason Iqbal suddenly lethargic to see Azmi's photo in his wife's wallet. Negative thoughts began to cross his mind. The patience of a man, still has a limit of patience. Where the struggle that he had been doing, if not fruitful happiness, for what is still maintained.

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After a week in Singapore, Iqbal and Aisha are preparing to return home. They also bought gifts for their families. They are currently on the plane. It just so happened that their plane was about to take off.

Aisha looked at her husband sitting next to her. I don't know why Aisha feels that her husband is being quiet. Or maybe it was just his feelings.

As usual, Aisha ate the fruit she had prepared during the trip. While Iqbal chose to sleep to avoid nausea. It did not feel new also boarding the plane, but now the plane they were boarding had landed. Perhaps because the distance from Singapore was not too far away, so Aisha felt their journey was quite fast.

Aisha tries to wake her sleeping husband.

''Mas, wake! We have arrived.'' Aisha patted her husband's shoulder gently.

Before long, Iqbal opened his two eyes. He looked around, apparently the other passengers had flocked out of the plane. Iqbal is still sitting, he intends to come out last.

''Mas, have you asked the driver to pick us up?'' Aisha asked her husband.

Iqbal told his wife to come out first. He was in the back carrying his suitcase. Aisha refused to carry a suitcase, because she did not want to bother her husband. However, Iqbal insisted on helping her carry the suitcase. So, Aisha couldn't possibly refuse her husband's request.

Arriving in front of the airport, it was true that the driver was waiting for them. Iqbal helped put the suitcase into the trunk, then he sat in front right next to the driver.

''Excuse me, aren't you sitting next to Non Aisha?'' ask the driver.

''Just ahead, sir. I was a little sick from the trip. If I sit in the back then even more nausea, replied Iqbal.

The driver no longer asked. Aisha felt something strange about her husband. Even her husband has not called her again a few times with the title dear.

'Actually Mas Iqbal why? Is she angry with me because during the holidays I did not give my rights as a wife, Aisha's inner self.

Arriving at home, it turns out that Miss Fatma and Miss Fatimah are waiting for their arrival. Even the two old men were waiting in front of the house.

''Who are my children home.how is the honeymoon?'' Ms. Fatimah approached Aisha because she wanted to hear the story of their honeymoon while in Singapore.

''Very special,'' replied Aisha.

In front of her mother Aisha deliberately said that because she did not want her mother to be sad if she knew the truth. Seen once the look of his mother's face that filled with happiness.

''May we immediately get a grandson huh, Jeng, '' Ms. Fatma said to Ms. Fatimah.

''Amin, I also want grandchildren very much, '' Ms. Fatimah replied.

Aisha felt guilty for her mother. While her mother wanted a grandchild, Aisha refused to be touched by her husband. Although her husband never forced her if she was not ready.

''Well, I went to the room first. It's so hot to take a shower.'' Iqbal shook his hands as he felt stifled.

''Yes, Son. Don't take the shower for long. We will talk together, said Ms. Fatma.

''Well, Mah.'' Iqbal passed away and entered the house.

Aisha also invited her mother and her in-laws to come in. It just so happens that he will give the gift that has been prepared.

''Well, you are very smart in choosing a bag, it seems like this is suitable for mamah.'' Ms. Fatimah adored her son's branded bag.

''Thank God you're happy.'' Then Aisha turned to look at Ms. Fatma who seemed to like her gift bag as well.

''You like it too, baby. Thank you, yes" said Ms. Fatma.

"Together, Mah. Um I'll go to the room for a second, yeah" Aisha said goodbye to her mother and in-laws.

"Where are you going?" ask Ms. Fatma.

"You go to the room for a while" said Aisha.

"It's still noon, you're just going to the room. Your husband is in the room. Can't wait for tonight?" Fatimah deliberately teased her son.

"Mood shit anyway. I go first, "Aisha gets up from her seat and rushes away. He tried to avoid other questions from his mother. Aisha was embarrassed to ask like that.