AISYAH FORTITUDE
Chapter 6
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"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 to other names, there is only Ahmad Baihaqi" Aisyah said loudly.
"Seneng Mas dengernya." said Baihaqi slowly and menjwil chin his wife.
"Sleep yuk Mas, Aisyah starts to sleep" said Aisyah softly, occasionally her hand covering her mouth that evaporated.
"This is his coffee for combat, right? why ask for sleep?" baihaqi said softly and chuckled.
"Emesum, let's go to sleep" said Aisyah pouting and leaving Baihaqi chuckling on the balcony of her room.
Aisyah who was very sleepy went straight to her bed and laid down her achy body and a little pain.
Baihaqi went up to the bed and slept next to Aisha.
As always, Monday morning will be a busy day for both. Especially after the weekend, and this morning had to start the activity it felt very heavy.
"Humairahs... Mas, for a survey to the Holy City, might be home late. If you are tired, go to sleep first, there is no need to wait for me." said Baihaqi slowly.
"Well Mas, today I am also overtime to complete someone's order to be taken next Sunday" said Aisyah softly.
Baihaqi and Aisyah also had breakfast together, Aisyah only made fried rice, and brought Bekal to her husband chocolate jam bread and coffee at his favorite drinking place.
"It's your lunch Mas, I only bring bread, lunch outside. Aisyah has not cooked yet" said Aisyah giving her Suami a bag and kissed the back of her hand politely.
"Mas to go first Dek. Be careful to the boutique, say Mr. Amin, do not speed" said Baihaqi reminded.
Baihaqi took his car out of the yard and drove off at moderate speed.
Aisyah went inside the house to pick up her wallet and walked out of the house to shop for vegetables across the street.
"Assynoltom... Miss Aisyah, here's the banana ambon order." Said Mas Jangkung slowly thrusting the Ambon banana package.
Aisyah does maintain a distance with residential mothers, usually they often worship and open one's disgrace in public. The arrival of Aisyah also made a little soft whispers heard in Aisyah's ears, especially the child thing that this couple did not have.
Aisyah also seemed to ignore, and began to choose vegetables and side dishes that would be cooked today.
"This is all Miss Aisyah? everything is sixty thousand rupiahs." said Mas Jangkung slowly.
"It's Mas Money" said Aisyah while giving the money to the vegetable maker.
"Thank you Miss Aisyah, here's the change, have you ordered for tomorrow?" ask Mas Jangkung to Aisyah.
"I ordered the Sekilo Oranges as a watermelon yes Mas." said Aisyah slowly.
"Yes Bu Aisyah. Thank you." said Mas Jangkung slowly.
Asiyah went back to her house, accidentally there was a child who hit her and spilled ice cream on her clothes.
The little boy fell silent and apologized.
"Tante is okay. You stand up, here Auntie help baby. What was your name?" ask Aisyah softly.
Aisyah really likes children, so her ideals want to open a Paud school for disadvantaged children for free.
"My name is Nadya, Auntie. My house is on the other end." said Nadya slowly.
"Nadya... don't run away Nak." said a mother half-calling calling Nadya's name.
Nadya and Aisyah turned towards the voice. A mother ran after Nadya.
The mother looked tired and her breath was stifled. His eyes were patterned looking at the brown stains beautifully bathed in Aisyah's clothes.
"I'm sorry my son. Forgive my son for making your clothes dirty." said the mother slowly and politely.
"It's okay, Ma'am. I'm Aisyah, that's my house, can I get acquainted?" aisyah asked as she extended her hand towards the mother.
The young mother received the size of Aisyah's hand and they became acquainted.
"I am Hanifah, Nadya's mother" Hanyfah said softly.
"Let's stop by my house" said Aisyah slowly and gently, and let Hanyfah and Nadya enter.
They came inside as apologies.
"Mbok Surti please make a drink, Nadya dear what would you like to drink?" ask Aisyah slowly.
"Silup lasa jeluk aunty" said Nadya with a lisp.
"Nadya wants some orange syrup? okay." said Aisyah as she lifted her thumb.
Mbok Surti also nodded his head to understand Nadya's wishes.
"What's the school Ayesha?" ask Hanyfah quietly to Aisha.
Aisyah was silent, because the tightness in her chest was felt again.
"I don't have any children yet, Hanyfah. It has been almost six years of our marriage, but Allah SWT has not yet entrusted also the most beautiful trust for our small family. I had a miscarriage, and then I didn't get pregnant again. Sometimes I feel like I'm failing at being a wife." said Aisyah slowly. The look on his face slightly displayed a stroke of sadness.
"Masya Allah.pardon me Ma'am Aisha. Nadya is also his only child. Last year my uterus was removed because there was flesh growing and ferocious. The only path must be lifted. Maybe this is the best way, at first I also feel insecure, but Abinya Nadya always strengthens me. This is my only treasure." said Hanyfah softly while pointing at Nadya and kissing the child many times.
The sight certainly made the envy of Aisyah, the embrace of a child that Aisyah always craved. Prayers and efforts never break always extended and specifically paid to be directly in jabah by Allah SWT.
"Excuse me, this is Non's drink" said Mbok Surti politely and put down three glasses of orange syrup and a snack of brownies.
"Thank you, Mbok. Come on Nadya, drink it." said Aisyah softly.
Without shame Nadya immediately took a glass of syrup and drank the Orange Syrup to leave half a glass. It may be thirsty or it is delicious and fresh when in drinking.
"Auntie.. Nadya can play here again. Nadya likes it here." asked Nadya slowly.
"Of course it may be dear, but Nadya must be permission with Mother first, so as not to look for Mother yes" said Aisyah gently while rubbing Nadya's cheeks with tenderness.
"Mbak Aisha. Sorry to be a hassle." said Hanyfah slowly.
"I'm happy Ms. Hanyfah. My husband must be happy too." said Aisyah softly.
"Nadya this includes children who rarely talk and difficult to get along. But I see, Nadya is comfortable with Mbak Aisyah. If indeed Nadya wants to play here to accompany Mbak Aisyah is okay. I can understand." said Hanyfah steadily.
"Thank you, Hanyfah. I'm very happy if Nadya really wants to play here" said Aisyah slowly.
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