AISYAH FORTITUDE
Chapter 5

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Finished paying for food and taking orders to take home, Aisyah walked out of the restaurant, glanced at the table a little and faintly heard an awkward word.

"Even if you are my son, I will love you more than your mother" the old man told his daughter.

Hearing such a remark, Aisyah also shuddered in horror. It is not natural for a father to make love with his own biological child. Why the world is getting crazier and increasingly has no morals and noble purpose in life.

Why does everyone prefer the path of the devil, rather than the good. Prefer the haram over the halal. Because what? The haram is easy to get and the pleasure of the world really feels. While the halal, usually need a fairly heavy achievement, with effort and prayer and strong faith. Although both are equally delicious just a different way.

Aisyah quickly left the restaurant to the car that was waiting for her to continue the journey home.

"How long is the Aisyah Deck." Baihaqi asked his wife who was sitting down and tidied up her clothes.

"Waiting for Mas Bai's return" Aisyah said quietly and calmly. While putting the package and satay cows on the seat next to it.

During the course of the man's words ringing in his eyes, the young woman also seemed ordinary, even inclined to fear and just obey.

"Mas Bai, do you think the two men were brothers or lovers?" tanya Aisyah arrived at the sidelines of her silence.

Baihaqi turned his head towards his wife. Quite a strange question, and not weighted at all.

"Why are you asking me that Aisyah? I don't even know him. But I think they are like lovers, their relationship is very close fan looks romantic" Baihaqi said softly, recalling a bit of what Baihaqi saw as Aisyah focused on looking at the two people.

"I'm just asking. Their age seems far away. Mas Bai, stop by the supermarket near the house, there are some items that Aisyah wants to buy, can you?" aisyah said slowly.

"Yes dear. Mr. Amin stopped by the Pearl Supermarket." said Baihaqi towards Mr. Amin.

"Well Mr. Bai." said Mr. Amin politely.

Traveling in silence, Baihaqi was still busy with his prayer beads to continue sholawat. His gaze focused on the road that began to stretch because the traffic had broken down well.

Aisyah also began to fall asleep to hear the music of Sholawatan from the flash disk favorite owned by her husband. Half an hour later the car was parked right in front of the Supermarket near the housing.

Baihaqi woke Aisyah up gently. Aisyah began to realize and opened her eyes, then got down from the car with her head slightly dizzy, suddenly hit an Old Mother with a face that was pouting and bent, very unfriendly.

"Astaghfirullah's... I'm sorry Mom, my head is a little dizzy" Aisyah said politely and gently.

"Direct the eyes! Not wearing a hoe" said the Old Mother with a sniff. Her clothes are too tight and open, especially her age is getting twilight hair in red paint and makeup that is thick enough to make her look tacky. But behold, the old mother was wearing a necklace with the head of the Cross, of course she was not a Muslim, and it was fitting that she did not close her veil.

"Humairah... is it done?" tanya Baihaqi who followed his wife to accompany him shopping.

"Astaghfirullah's... Mas Bai, you surprised me." said Aisyah slowly, then took her husband's hand.

"Humairah, is there milk for the pregnant program? You don't want to try it?" ask Baihaqi by giving a box of milk to the pregnant program.

"Is there anything I wouldn't do if my husband asked for it?" aisha asked a little teasing her husband.

"You are the smartest to make this Husband happy" Baihaqi said gently and pinched Aisyah's nose slowly.

One box of pregnant program milk also entered the shopping cart, and some household needs that have been exhausted. Aisyah is an independent and conscientious woman. All that Aisyah did included cooking and taking care of her Husband's affairs. Mbok Surti's job is to wash dishes, sweep, mop, clean the house, and water the plants, the rest Aisyah intervenes on her own.

"Recare you all? nothing less?" tanya Baihaqi reminded.

"It seems like it is Mas, if there is less we can shop at Warung Ibu Ida. For vegetables, Aisyah prefers shopping in Mas Jangkung" Aisyah explained.

"Alright, since you have always been like that, always want to share in your own way" said Baihaqi slowly.

"They also need, they have a whole family Mas. I just want to sell without bidding. Selling at any price is the right of the seller, as long as it is still within reasonable limits, it is legitimate" said Aisyah slowly explained.

"My passion will not be replaced by anyone and by anything. I love you because of Allah SWT." said Baihaqi softly.

The words in the form of expressions of love always make Aisyah blush shy and happy. The actual phrase is often spoken by Baihaqi in this romantic moment always makes his mood back good and his love grows perfectly for his Husband. The main love Aisha always given to Allah SWT.

"Humairahs... You daydreaming? we have reached the house dear." said Baihaqi slowly.

"No Mas, astaghfirullah.ayok we go down Mas." said Aisyah who looked nervous.

They also entered the house, Mbok Surti was waiting for the arrival of his host earlier. Baihaqi had already entered the room first, the desire to go to the bathroom since then had been held back.

"Mbok Surti, it's no groceries please tidied up and there by the satay cow to Mbok Surti, eaten yes. Aisyah wants to take a shower first, later to the kitchen to blind my father's coffee." said Aisyah slowly.

"Yes Non Aisyah" said Mbok Surti immediately ahead to take groceries according to Aisyah's decree.

Aisyah was already in the room, already preparing a change of clothes for her Husband.

"This is her dress. Aisyah wants to take a shower first. Later Aisyah makes coffee." said Aisyah softly before entering the bathroom.

It was a long and exhausting day. Some of these days are indeed Aisyah conditions such as not healthy and easily tired. Maybe because there are too many orders with a minimum enough time target, so that Aisyah often overtime to complete her order.

"This is Mas Bai's coffee, this is a sponge tape from Anisa's mother. Said by from Surabaya. Mas Adit's family has a celebration" said Asiyah slowly.

"Hummmm. Fits a cold and romantic atmosphere." Baihaqi said teasingly.

"A day off first Mas, you don't cape what?" ask Aisyah slowly.

"I always miss you Humairah. somehow my life will have to lose you by my side." said Baihaqi slowly staring at the sky, the moon and the shining stars are very beautiful.

"Whatever happens, I will always be strong and patient with you. My heart is full of your name, so there is not the slightest gap for other names, there is only Ahmad Baihaqi" said Aisyah loudly.

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