Woman Behind the Veil

Woman Behind the Veil
Chapter 11



In the morning after the morning prayer I then leave for work, do not forget I was to pay with Aisyah.


"Shah A'a departs well "


"iihh since when did Mas Abe flirt gini anyway?" he said astonished


"since last night "


"already ah Mas do not discuss last night, it's shame 😳" he said while bowed shy


I smiled and kissed her forehead while Aisyah kissed my hand.


"have I gone, well Assalamu'alaikum"


"dear dear wa'alaikumsalam warrahmatullah" said Aisyah


When she opened the fence, Aisyah called me back.


"Buy.mass..."


"iyah Shah" my face turned back


"do not long well, Aisyah does not want to be left alone at home😳"


"GLEK.." I can only swallow and stand pecking for a moment to remember the incident last night and this morning Aisyah deliberately make me want to go home quickly, quickly, if only I had been a businessman and had employees, I would have been home for Aisyah, but what work force demanded that I as a household leader should make a living for my wife.


"patience Be..Your work is only 2 hours to hold your lust" said I while stroking the chest


I then rushed to Usuf's house using my favorite onthel bike, when he arrived at Usuf house he was waiting for me in front of the house while smoking cigarettes in his mouth, "this child from Junior High is bored of smoking, where I myself am so allergic to cigarette smoke" my bathin


"Assalamu'alaikum" said I


"wa'alaikumsalam, wow, this newlywed is coming" replied usuf


"why is it?, kowe wants a suf?, so cepet halalin tuh your girlfriend"


"well, you are giving very bad input anyway" he said with a sullen face


"nyelekit how to suf?, actually my word?, right in our religion if the young man who has not been able to hold his orgasm in marriage if able if not already able to fast" answer me


"yes, your theory is really Be, but I don't have money to buy dowry"


"you have been looking for a business whose dowry is not too expensive is suf, as good as marriage is a little dowry" said I


"but opo yo still have a girl who wants to marry with a little dowry?, like a rare deh"


"everything open your insight do not fixate on one woman whose matre you keep hitting the average billionth of akhwat in this world, indeed the woman of her nature likes to shop, she likes to shop, and and love jewelry but there are some who want to live simply"


"is that right?, but I still love my boyfriend"


"jeez Suf suf.kowe is not much different from corruption" I said while shaking my head.


"how can I be equated with corruptors?, they are not state criminals who like to steal money while I can steal the money of my working people country like this" he protested


"you are not stealing state money but you have taken what is not your right"


"you mean how the hell Be, confused me" while scratching his head


"gini Loh suf, yes if he is your soul mate but it turns out he is the soul mate of brothers in your faith how?, you already hold hands, kisses, hugs is that not the corruption of his name?. Your brother Suf will get his spit up and must be disappointed to know his wife has been held and kissed other men besides him"


"but Be...?"


"haiiisssh.nothing but, but, the choice between two Halalin or Residin"


"what should I do, Be?" with a face that glazed over me


"if rejected?"


"well means he is not your soul mate, look for another akhwat in Indonesia many Suuff masya Allah time because 1 akhwat you become depressed gini, gini, but if you can not leave the name of dating well it is up to you to be suf, but the law of God applies later in your family, he said, karma does not exist in Islam but everything you do will certainly feel later whether in your family, your children later, whether you want your children in the courts of men continue to be held, whether you want your children in the courts, kissed?"


"well, don't want to be, it's delicious"


"i have followed the path of the Shari'a which God loves to marry"


"god willing, I tried" with a face that showed still heavy


We set off after the garbage truck came to us to walk into the city to pick up the garbage that had been piled up in the dump, he said, the very stinging smell of the pile of garbage I took one by one did not dampen my spirit to keep working which is important Allah ridho and Aisyah did not mind my work has made me calm.


After finishing disposing of the trash the employees are given a ration of money one by one, I looked at the blue money in my hand and could not wait to give it to Aisha because this was my first fortune that I would give to my wife, I can't wait to quickly go home to see what Aisyah's expression was when I gave her the money.


After reaching Usuf's house I then rushed up my bike but arrived my phone rang a short message sign entered, I then stopped for a moment and opened the notification of incoming messages that turned out from Aisyah.


"Darling...has not been done yet?, if it is finished quickly go home, Aisyah kangen 😘"


I just smiled looking at the sms from Aisyah while bathing "Syah..syah..new 2 hours I live have been playing kangen aja, kek gini will make me not feel at home long gone from home" my bathin is accelerating my bike.


After arriving at the bicycle house then I parked next to the house and walked towards the entrance of the house while knocking.


" Assalamu'alaikum" I said


"wa'alaikumsalam" said Aisha and opened the door


Suddenly Aisyah approached me and hugged me but I held her body to approach me.


"iii....Mas abe why?, do not want Aisyah hug well" with a pouty face


"my body stinks baby, dryness again wooping aar yah abis bath" pinta ku


"but for me your body odor and your sweat is dear to Misk Mas because you have gone out to work to squeeze sweat to provide a wife who is worth as jihad in the path of Allah" Aisha said


We then went into the house and closed the door because it was not good to look at the neighbors when they were hugging, when I was in the house Aisyah quickly hugged me for a long time until I felt the smell of fragrant smell as fragrant as my sense of smell that defeated the smell of carrion on my shirt.


"my dear, I am like the luckiest man in the world to have an angel as beautiful as you" I said as I stroked his back


After hearing my words earlier Aisyah then let go of her embrace and with a sad face down languidly, because I was surprised by her attitude that suddenly changed I then questioned it.


"how come my wife's face arrived sad so sad" I asked


"maaffin Ayesha Mas"


"you're sorry, what did you do?"


"but Mas promise don't get angry after hearing my honesty"


"yes, God willing, I will not be angry"


"hmmm..in fact before the same Mas Abe, I had liked another man Mas"


Like a thunder weaved after what I just heard from Aisha's mouth, I was like I didn't believe her words, it turns out that before I Aisyah had feelings for other men, I felt like I was,jealousy began to seep into my soul, my blood began to rise to the crown my facial expression changed to make Aisyah afraid.


"Mas said he promised not to be angry with me, do not be angry dong Mas, aisha was afraid"


"please answer my question, who is the dream man before me" I try to stay calm even though this little rage is heart


"but promise well Mas don't get mad 😢"


"yes" I replied briefly


"he was that...???"