
When she arrived at the exit, Naisha saw Anandita on the phone and.. The woman looks like a hiccup. Anandita was crying.. Naisha was curious, in fact she did not intend to eavesdrop, but.. He accidentally heard a sentence that glided clearly from Anandita's words. The sentence that made Naisha instantly stunned with eyes wide in shock.
"You.. Since when are you here?" When Anandita looked back, she found Naisha standing right behind her. Anandita just turned off the phone.
"ee.. Sorry, sister.do not misunderstand first.." said Naisha who had seen the displeasure of Anandita's eyes.
"You eavesdropped on my conversation yeah!" ketus Anandita by raising her tone. Naisha did not expect to be driven by an Anandita who is recognized by people with her meekness. What Naisha saw instead, she was like Anandita in the past.. Long before he decided to go.
"Sir Dita, sorry I have no intention to eavesdrop on my sister's conversation. I happened to be going out, and I didn't accidentally.. So I heard what my brother said last. But, I promise.. I will not reveal where - kok sak, sorry sister" said Naisha with a bad feeling to have heard what was said by Anandita just now.
"Yes already if you have already heard it," said Anandita sound resigned and this time has lowered his tone a little.
"But, I want to order one thing with you, Naisha." continued Anandita again in a serious tone. His round and clear eyes then looked at Naisha with a sharp look.
"Is that brother?" ask Naisha curiously. Anandita was seen taking a deep breath before she finally said.
"You be careful with men who always use the name of religion in all things, but it just wants to close the cover. Because basically it all he did for his own pleasure and his own lust. He deliberately gave love, broke the promise of loyalty, but it turns out that after we ate the love, he easily duplicated." said Anandita with a trembling voice.
Naisha's heart was immediately jolted at Anandita's heartbreaking words. Naisha could feel the pain that her elder sister was feeling. Naisha thought all this time she was happy but it turned out that she kept such a burden and such a big problem, which people did not know. Even people think otherwise.
"Hopefully, what happened to me did not happen to you, Naisha. Because I know, our initial process is the same, but we don't know how it ends." Anandita said with a small laugh. After saying that, he passed from there and entered Naisha's house, joining the other guests. Naisha just fell silent and pondered every word Anandita said just now.
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While going to sleep that night, Naisha could not close her eyes. Actually, he was very sleepy, but when he closed his eyes, Anandita's words were even blazing in his ears that made Naisha open her eyes again.
"Ma... Dita can not accept all of this, what is less Dita so bang Ghufron to the second like this. He's married to that woman, Ma. Unbeknownst to Dita..!!"
That was the sentence that came out from Anandita's mouth that was clearly caught by Naisha's ears. Which makes Naisha really shocked and did not expect that the great Ghufron could be that much to Anandita. He married again, without the knowledge of Anandita. For Naisha, it was tantamount to betrayal in marriage. It was fatal, very - very fatal for an ustad like Ustad Ghufron.
Many times Naisha turned her body, tilted left and right. He looked so anxious, anxious and worried. How not? Anandita has clearly warned - want Naisha to be careful with men who use the name of religion in all things. What does that mean? It's not good to associate everything with religion, but.. If remarried on the basis of religion can it be tolerated? Yep.. Sure, that must be what Anandita meant. Naisha's chest immediately rumbled violently when it came to her mind.
"Naisha.. You haven't slept yet?" reprimanding Aamir when he opens it turns out Naisha has not slept.
"ee.. Yes, Aamir can't sleep yet." Naisha replied quietly. Aamir immediately positioned his body half-sittingly and then looked at Naisha with a shady look.
Naisha was silent for a moment. Weighing whether he should tell Aamir what he had heard from Anandita. But, no.. Naisha promised not to reveal it to anyone. He better hide it from Aamir.
"Sha's? Why are you quiet?" reprimands Aamir who is still waiting for answers from Naisha.
"No longer think about what Aamir really is, this may be the effect of most coffee drinking so I can not sleep, hehhe." said Naisha reasoned.
"You had coffee?" aamir asked with an unconvinced frown.
"I-yes.. But, Capucino kok Aamir is not an ordinary black coffee. I haven't had a drink in a long time, last night I'd like to." said Naisha again.
"Hmmm.. Yes, if you can't sleep, I'll hold you until you fall asleep" Aamir said with a warm smile.
"Aamir, if you sleep. I'm fine with being alone" Naisha refused.
"No matter what Naisha is, I'm helping you get to sleep" said Aamir still staring at Naisha with a mesraya look. Naisha gets all wrong being stared at like that.
Naisha admitted that the more days her heart was increasingly attached to Aamir. Maybe the beginning of marriage he used to be ordinary, has not grown the seeds of love and affection. But, getting here.. Naisha felt that she was beginning to be swept away by Aamir's charm, his kindness, his sincerity, his attention, and everything that Aamir did for her. This is one sign that Naisha has started to fall in love with Aamir.
However, the warning from Anandita was able to make Naisha's heart become upset and even afraid.
"He deliberately gave love, broke the promise of loyalty, but it turns out that after we are eaten up by love, he easily duplicates.. "
The sentence of Anandita that was so deep and yet stifling was back to light - niang dibenak Naisha. Because exactly, Aamir has given him love and affection, and Naisha also began to accept the love with all her heart, it is rude to say that Naisha has eaten his love Aamir.... But, will Aamir also be double? Like ustad Ghufron who is famous for sholeh men and has a good religious understanding? Naisha does not know, everything seems like a blur in Naisha's mind...
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