The Lost Half of the Heart

Love for Asiyah

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Title: LOVE FOR AISYAH

Chapter 1 snippet

Although the weather outside is raining heavily, but does not make the air in a car will feel cold. Even if the car AC has been turned on it still feels hot.

A man only focused on driving his car, while a woman chose to stare straight at the front of the glass without a word. They were a married couple a year ago.

Sometimes the man just glanced at his wife who was angry with him. The incident this afternoon made Aisyah silent until now.

Fifteen minutes of travel is 1 hour. The atmosphere felt gripping when no words were said from the tiny lips of the woman who had the title of wife. Until the car has entered the garage of the house the wife still does not intend to reprimand her husband.

“Nyebelin!" Finally one word was heard in Azam's ear.

At that time Azam only raised his eyebrows while breathing rough. He doesn't know what sucks about him.

“It should be a little sensitive, napa! Take a cake umbrella, let his wife not get wet like this!” gerutu Aisyah while rubbing the top of her head because it is still famous raindrops

“Iya, sorry yes, I forgot.”

Azam chose to give up and then put his briefcase directly above the head of the wife so as not to be exposed to rain water drops. With lips still pursed, Aisyah also walked irritatedly into the house. Let's just say if Azam can not be sensitive in sharing circumstances, because it can not prepare an umbrella before the rain.

After cleaning the body, the two men enjoyed a cup of coffee moccachino which had been brewed by Azam to warm the bodies of those who had just been exposed to rain water.

“Mas deliberately moved to my campus?”

“Jeez Ais, I've explained it from earlier. All of this is purely from the central leadership. You forgot yes, the foundation of your campus is still one parent!” As much as possible Azam spoke with feeling.

“Kan can be rejected, Mas!”

“No Ice. Same with me, I am self-sufficient. You want an unemployed husband?”

For a moment Aisyah was silent while glancing at Azam.

“Say Mas seneng ngajar on campus, there are many beautiful and clear students. Wash your eyes, right?" accuse Aisyah again.

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