Wife For Faith

Chapter 86

Aiman came home after a day working in the office as an admin, The man frowned confused when he found a state of silence, and quiet in the living room– which is usually always decorated by laughter from his small family/

Now, only emptiness welcomes the return of the man. “What are they leaving for, huh? Why is this house uninhabited?” His hand scratched the back of his head, looking to the right and left, but found nothing.

“Ah, looks like they're in the room, deh!” open it, with a small smile. The barefooted foot crept straight into his master room.

“Honey, abi home!” he cried out hoping that two children, as well as his beloved wife, would come out of the room.

However, until he reached the door, there was no visible trunk of their lives. The wrinkles on the forehead were getting deeper so he decided to open the object made of wood himself.

Aiman. Silent and empty. There were no sightings of Fatimah, Khumaira, or Hassan. He scratched his hair in confusion. “Actually this guy's on where, anyway?”

“You're looking at your wife, Man?” Siti who was about to go to the kitchen accidentally saw her son who was standing in confusion at the door of her room. “They're back at your in-laws' house. Maybe he bosen times at home keep.”

Aiman looked at his mother with a confused look. “Before abi wanted to apologize, Mom. Lately, what's the problem with Fatimah? For a few weeks like always staring dna interrupts my wife?”

Siti grunting. “Who? Mother?” His hands were waving disapprovingly. “Okaya, tuh. Maybe it's just your feelings some of the time. So, don't let it go, deh!”

“Bu, this faith of the mother's son and we have been living together. So, I know which mom is in a good mood, or a bad mood. But, now the mother is showing a mood that is not okay. Especially the same Fatimah,” he continued with a demanding face.

Siti waved her hand no matter what. He was about to go to the kitchen, but his footsteps stopped. His body was tilted only a little, then he said, “if you marry Trisa, maybe we will never be like this!”

Aiman looked at his mother's back in shock. How could the attitude of the woman who had given birth to him change so quickly like that. Then, Trisa? Why did her name come back to being mentioned in their marriage relationship?”

The child had walked closer to the mother who was standing still in place. Aiman looked at the two eyes that were now staring at him flat. “Mother why is it like this? Aisha is dead and now my wife is Fatimah.”

“Yes, his name is mate, no one knows. Who knows Fatimah is not your soul mate, but Trisa–”

“Mother!” For the first time in his life, Aiman raised his voice against Siti. Not to be insolent, but the woman who had given birth to her was already outrageous. How can he tell the child to be with another woman, even though he has the status of a man's husband.

Siti looks dumbfounded. The eyes looked at his son with a look of disbelief. “You just snapped mom?” His hands pointed at himself with a face of contempt. “The child who had been raised by me actually snapped at his mother because of strangers?”

“Your team, Man!” added Siti, then cupped her face because she felt sad and hurt.

Aiman squeezed his hair in frustration. He didn't mean to yell at his mother. But the mother has gone too far. “Aiman is sorry, Bu.”

“Do not apologize. You have been poisoned by the Fatimah to be impudent to her mother. What kind of a daughter-in-law is that!” sindir Siti cynical.

“But, I'm not like that, Mom ...”

“Fatimah.”

“Um–maya,” call Aiman shocked.