WHEN THE HEART MUST SHARE

chapter 36

That day, Anisa and Yahya picked up Rosmah's aunt, who was the brother of Yahya's late father. When she heard that her niece was married, she who followed her husband to Lampung wanted to go home.

"Waah turned out to be a pretty aunt's daughter-in-law, huh..! But unfortunately Yahya is not the first for you." He is friendly and smiles a lot. Sometimes his words offend people.

his words were only stale, but contained. Until Anisa and Yahya look at each other.

"I mean Auntie. Once married, I have a child this big."

He looked at Yahya and touched Al's chin.

Yahya answered quickly.

"Oh that? Aunt is right. It's a blessing for me "to smile at Anisa. A sincere smile.

Anisa was uncomfortable, but Yahya's smile calmed her down.

Finally he could forget the woman said.

"Sir, can occupy this room.if you need something, just call me" said Anisa politely.

The woman nodded with a big smile.

Anisa left the room while holding her breath.

"Why is Nis, like, chasing ghosts?" hello Yahya who was hit by her in front of the door.

"Nothing, brother. I'm new from Aunt's room." she breathed a sigh of relief.

Yahya scanned the beautiful face that was always wrapped in the hijab.

"It's really okay? did Auntie say anything that made you feel bad?"

Anisa nodded. He stepped into the room.

"I'm not lying, don't talk here, you hear me later, it's not good."

"On behalf of Bibik, I'm sorry. Don't take it for granted, yes!"

"Nothing, Auntie didn't say anything."

Anisa spread her body slowly. Yahya lay down awkwardly.

"Aibi was a strong character from a long time ago, maybe because it was once disappointed by a man. The wound's been on until now."

Anisa took it seriously.

Suddenly the door to their room was knocked hard.

Yahya hurried up and opened the door.

"Sibling..? A aunt needs something?" ask Yahya wonder.

"Look, Bibik is not used to sleeping in a new place, feeling bad. Aunt sleep here, huh?" he said weld

"Sibling.." Yahya's confused.

"Let me ask Anisa first."

Hearing that, her Aunt was less fond of it.

"Nis, Auntie wants to sleep here, she's not used to it yet" Yahya said.

Anisa approached them.

"Can, huh?" the woman looked inside.

"You haven't done the ritual yet, have you tonight?" he said a small smile.

"Rituals?" Yahya knitted his brows not understanding.

"Well, you don't understand that your wife would have understood. Because he is experienced." said his aunt again but with a smile.

Yahya blushed in shame.

Anisa stared badly.

"Auntie can sleep here" she replied quickly.

He did not want to say Bi Rosma was far away.

She happily looked for a place in the small bed that only fit two people.

 Finally that night Yahya relented by sleeping under a carpet roll. In bed, Anisa is with Bi Rosma with her snoring voice.

Anisa recalled the words of the woman beside her.

Yahya is very lucky, once married can directly be the responsibility of being a father.

"What he said has a point. Is it true that Yahya is happy with this marriage?"

His eyes glared at the ceiling of his room.

"Mas Aby's.. You've led me into this complicated situation."

The next day, Rosmah asks Anisa to take her to the market.

"If there is something Bibik needs, let me buy him a way later." said Yahya.

"Bibik wants to go for a walk with Bibik's son-in-law. Can't it?"

"Of course I can, but today is the first time Anisa started teaching again.of course she will be embarrassed late on her first day."

Rosmah's eyes looked at Anisa.

Anisa felt really bad about having to let the woman down, but she also didn't want to be late for school. It was his first day back at school.

"You don't mind, do you, Nisa?"

"Alright, but just for a minute, Bi."

"Then don't go, let Aunt go with Yahya."

Anisa really feels bad for Rosmah.

"You're leaving, let me drive Auntie."

Yahya.

 A few minutes later, Rosmah and Yahya were already inside a crowded market.

"Remember, you're the only successor in our family. You must have a descendant soon. Don't delay it anymore!" Rosmah continued to ramble while penetrating the crowd.

Yahya just assented. There is no way he told me that between himself and Anisa has not happened anything like his expectations.

They stopped at a spice shop. Rosmah bought some sort. Yahya was reluctant to ask for what, he wanted to go home immediately because a myriad of activities in the pesantren were waiting for him.

Rosmah said when they got home.

Yahya nodded with a stifled smile. He could not imagine what Anisa would say to her aunt.

And sure enough, the night Rosmah brought two glasses of herbal medicine to Anisa's room

"That's the story, isn't it?"

Anisa looked at Yahya not understanding.

"Yahya is the only son of our family. Aunty really hopes she soon have offspring.well, this is herbal medicine to support her stamina. In the drink yes...!" rosmah said before leaving the room.

Anisa looked at Yahya as if asking for an explanation.

Yahya turned his face away.

"Don't think of Aunt's request."

Said later.

Anisa nodded awkwardly.

He stretched his body while silent.

The next morning, Rosmah felt suspicious seeing the couple as mediocre.

"It seems I should add the dose, the hell time they don't work with my family's hereditary potions?"

"This time you should drink in front of Auntie..!"

Yahya and Anisa can't escape anymore.

"They had to gulp down the herbs on Rosmah's orders.

"Good...!" said satisfied.

That night Yahya could not escape again. Perhaps because of the efficacy of the herbal medicine, the encouragement of his bravery felt stronger than usual.

Not only herself, Anisa also felt another stifling than usual.

Rosmah deliberately waited at the door, making sure her plan worked.

He also forbade anyone who wanted to enter the camp including Al who wanted to see his mother.

"Sorry, Anisa... I can't keep my promise." she said with my eyes.

Anisa was only able to look at him expectantly.

In his heart Yahya felt guilty for Aby, he could not keep Anisa's chastity.

At three o'clock in the morning, Anisa is awake. He opened his eyes slowly. He was shocked to find himself in Yahya's arms

She saw her husband sleeping beside her.

Her hands were still perched sweetly on her body.

Regret Anisa? There was a sense of regret because he felt he had betrayed Aby.

Relieved, too, he felt that he had fully given Yahya his due.

Tears rolling on her cheeks.

slowly he moved Yahya's hand from above his body. He tried not to wake the man.

Anisa rushed to take a shower. After that, he went straight to the kitchen. But he was shocked because his leg hit something.

*Bu Rosmah? Why is he sleeping in front of my room? does he still not dare to sleep alone?" thought.

Slowly he woke the woman up.

"Why sleep here, Bik?"

"I'm on guard" he said as originally.

The woman got up and headed to her room.

Anisa continues her intention to cook in the kitchen.

"Mother, said grandma.. In your room there was an earthquake last night? Because that's why grandma forbid Al from entering."

Anisa and Yahya are misbehaving.

"What's right, Bund?" reset Al.

"Yes, honey. Ask dad."

The faces of Yahya and Anisa are reddish.

"Ah, in Al's room there is nothing, really" said the boy again innocently.

"Yes, already.. Let's finish the breakfast. It's late." Anisa shifted the topic of conversation.

"Nisa, I'm sorry about last night. I'm a khilaf, I..."

"Already, brother. Don't have to discuss. It's all been happening. That's your right and my duty "

Yahya did not dare to look at Anisa's face. So does Anisa.

"Bibik please be soon, yes!" he said smiling widely.

Elsewhere, Aby has been able to work as a dishwasher in a food stall. While limping he tried to carry out his duty.

"I can't give you a proper salary, Mom. If just to eat it is okay" said Mr. Ali at the time.

"It's okay, sir! I can eat, I am so grateful. No one wants to accept a disabled person like me except my father" he said thankfully.

For two days Aby worked there.

That afternoon the customer was quite crowded.

There are two employees of Mr. Ali including himself.

"Mas.. Please take this back." Mr. Ali is a kind man who wants to hire him without taking issue with his shortcomings

physicality. Pak Ali wanted to see and hear the story of his life.

"It's noon, rest and eat first." Ali sat down beside him.

"Thank you, sir. If I could just pray for a minute."

"Byeah, very Mas. Please!"

Aby grabbed her wand and headed towards the musholla near the stall.