She (Unconsidered Wife)
Maturity Meaning

Seeing Arshad who was silent, really made Fahri curious.

"What's wrong? You know Aisyah?"ask Fahri.

Arshad immediately pulled out his phone and looked for a photo of Aisyah and showed the photo to Fahri.

"Is Aisha you mean she is?"ask Arshad.

Fahri who saw the photo was surprised and immediately looked at Arshad who was expressionless expectantly.

"really. This is Aisha I mean."

Arshad exhaled and looked at the photo.

"Aisha is my wife. Very perfect wife but I treated her wrong."

Fahri could see a look of regret on Arshad's face. I don't know what happened between Arshad and Aisyah, but she could feel how much Arshad loved Aisha.

"You love Aisha?"

Arshad nodded, "may I know a lot about Aisha? Tell me how you met with Aisyah."

"Our meeting with Aisyah happened while we were fighting in a mall. Actually two years ago. I was blinded by anger. I let out words that must have hurt the feelings of Laila, my wife. I don't care around not even caring about people who might have been watching our quarrel."

Fahri's memory goes back to what happened two years ago. Just when he and his wife met Aisyah. Aisyah who was one of the visitors accidentally passed by and heard the cry of Fahri like he was berating Laila.

Aisyah frowned and continued to look at Fahri who she knew was being surrounded by anger. Laila who was in front of Fahri continued to cry and occasionally asked Fahri to listen to him. But what Fahri did was to continue to corner Laila and continue to cut Laila's words.

Aisha looked around. Many visitors witnessed the fight. They seemed to be enjoying the quarrel as if they were watching a circus tub show. Aisyah sighed then turned her face sideways and looked back at Fahri and Laila. He thought, should he step in? But after thinking for a moment, Aisyah directly walked towards them with a sweet smile on her face.

"Excuse me.." said Aisyah to make Fahri and Laila look over. Fahri who was holding back his emotions looked at Aisyah with a look of dislike. Aisha could feel that. Maybe he was offended for being bullied.

"Why?"ask Fahri, cold.

"Can I talk to you for a second?"asked Aisyah kindly then walked away from the crowd. Fahri who was astonished decided to follow Aisyah and was followed by Laila.

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They were soon in the park near the mall. Aisyah asked Laila to calm down and give her a bottle of mineral water.

"Sir, calm down here first. I'd like to talk to you for a minute."

Laila nodded her head bowed, while Aisyah approached Fahri who was not far from her. They were silent for a moment and were both just staring straight ahead.

"It is not good to humiliate a woman in public, what else makes her cry." said Aisyah who finally voiced out.

"There is always a reason in every anger. There's always a reason in every cry."

"There's no good reason for it to hurt a woman. What else makes her cry."

"I've told you that there's a reason I do that and I think it's enough for me to hate it. He's trickster. He's despicable."

Aisyah beristighfar in heart. Why would a husband say that his wife is despicable. Is that worth saying?

"What right do you have to say that he is despicable? Did God say it?"

"I know that God must hate him too."

"Great for you, yes. You know that God hates when God never says. Great."

"That's not what I mean. The i_"

"Then what do you mean? When did he do something bad? Do you know when that happened?"

"She was once a very immoral woman. Far from good, but I just knew it. I married her because I was so amazed at her pious and very religious person. But a month ago I discovered the fact that he was cheating on me."

"What kind of a lie?"

"He was never honest about his past. He cheated me."

"Now he's still doing that?"

"All I know is no, I don't know it's behind me."

Aisyah smiled, "dissident?"

"No."

"Doak dong means same husband?"

Fahri immediately looked towards Aisyah. Aisyah smiled. For some reason Fahri suddenly felt something was wrong. It was like he realized something.

"But_"Aisyah interrupted Fahri by shaking her head.

"Do you know the difference between then and now? There is a big difference between the two words. It used to be the past. And now is the journey to the future. A bad past is a disgrace and a disgrace not to be sullied. You know what's the point for? It is necessary that humans are able to live life better. Allah hates his servant who does wrong but loves his servant who repents to him. Not that I know what God thinks, but that's how I understood it as long as I was his servant."

Fahri looked down, "but at that time I was her future husband. He should be honest about his past. Now I am her husband, but even she still does not want to be honest and I even know from her diary that I accidentally found in the closet drawer. Maybe the story would have been different if I had known directly from him. Surely things won't be this complicated. All I want is honesty."

"I know. No one wants to be lied to. But you're sure the story would be different if he were honest? Do you know the most difficult trait to avoid?"Aisyah paused for a moment and looked back at Fahri, "fear. He may be afraid that you won't even accept him. And even more afraid that reality will hurt you."

"But it's not better to be honest, even if it hurts?"

"That's real. Really do. Better to be honest, even if it hurts. But one thing you have to understand. Not everyone can be honest. Especially to the people we love. Because sometimes, the more a person loves, the more he will hide. He didn't want even the slightest thing to disappoint that person."Aisyah turned around and looked at Laila who was still bowing on the garden chair that was not far from them.

"You see! The woman who is down, is still a woman. Heart weak. And she's your wife. You remember, how many hurtful words did you say to her? Did he ever get angry back at you? No, right? Because right now he's blaming himself more and more and hating himself."

Fahri looked at Laila with a different look now. There was no longer a gaze filled with hatred and anger. Heart softened.

"He's not being honest, but he's not lying, is he? He just doesn't dare to tell. He had been silent all this time, not because he wanted to cheat, but it was a form of inner struggle between wanting to say everything or wanting to cover it up to the end."

"Try thinking, huh! Why did he write everything down in the diary? the answer is because he is worried about himself. If he really intends to deceive you, he will not feel hesitant anymore and will not think to vent in the diary."Aisyah paused for a moment and remembered something.

"Wait a minute! there's forgetfulness."

Fahri raised next to his eyebrows while looking at Aisyah with a look of astonishment.

"What?"ask Fahri.

"What's name, huh?"asked Aisyah with her innocent look.

Oh yeah right. Fahri also just realized that he and Aisyah have not known each other.

"I'm sorry, I forgot too. My name is Fahri."

Aisyah nodded, "i'm Aisyah." then she turned to look at Laila.

"When what is your wife's name?"

"Laila's name."

"Ohhh very beautiful yes mbak Laila."praise Aisyah.

Fahri looked at Laila and smiled sweetly even though Laila did not see her because she was still down.

"Yes, she is beautiful."

Aisyah smiled amusedly looking at Fahri now then cleared her throat.

"Nyesel isn't now hurting Laila?"tanya Aisyah intends to tease Fahri who now misbehaves himself.

"No ah, just plain."elak Fahri while peeing in various directions.

"Sometimes it's better to be honest even if it's embarrassing to you, mas." said Aisyah made Fahri increasingly misbehaved.

"Continue to the topic!"sela Fahri made Aisyah chuckle.

"What else should I say? It's clear all. Gini aja, the past is there to be a lesson for the present, the present is there to be a process to be better again in the future. The past is not to be used as a benchmark that determines the end of life. Problems and trials do not come once in a lifetime, but many times. Many people are just given a problem that can still be said to be small, but he instead runs away from the problem. He did not realize, if running would not make someone become an adult. Maturity is present when a person valiantly, comes forward to solve his problem."

Fahri nodded in understanding. Right, he can't be said to be an adult. Even he was a cowardly man who could only hurt his own wife's feelings. He even forgot that his wife was pregnant. What if something bad happens to their baby? He should have realized that from the beginning.

"Then what should I do?"

"I dare not interfere in a choice that relates to one's life. Everything is in your hands. The anger comes from the shethan, the shethan is made of fire and the fire is extinguished with water. So, ablution! You know that hadith, right? You ask forgiveness and guidance from Allah. Never allow anger to overwhelm yourself until you can't control yourself! That's shetan."

Fahri nodded again, "You're married? You seem to be very knowledgeable in this kind of business. How old are you?"ask Fahri.

"Not married."

"Oh, college?"

Aisyah shook her head, "just about to finish High School. I went home first, I was afraid I would get angry with my father. Greetings to her Laila. Don't get sick again. Assalamualaikum!"Aisyah ran away leaving Fahri speechless.

"Ja_so, the cave just now in nasehatin boy? I'm crazy."

Fahri gidded, still not believing what he just heard. But Laila who was suddenly in front of him made him realize and looked at Laila.

Laila whose eyes had swollen from crying, now sobbed while looking down because she did not dare to look at Fahri.

"A_ I_I broke up to divorce you after our baby was born. I know I'm selfish and I shouldn't have expected more. I'll_"Fahri immediately hugged Laila and didn't want to hear her continuation. He will not be able to.

"I'm sorry. Sorry, cutie. Sorry me. I was wrong, I shouldn't have hurt your feelings. I'm sorry, baby! I beg you." said Fahri with tears in his eyes. Laila who heard that immediately shed her tears back and hugged Fahri tighter. The difference is, her tears right now are happy and moved tears.

"Why all of a sudden, ma'am?"

"That woman awakened me."

"God, God always has a beautiful plan. God found us with him. What's his name, mas?"

"Dad."

"Even the name is good."

Fahri smiled and increasingly tightened his embrace. "Thank you God, you saved our marriage through a woman who came unexpectedly" Fahri said.

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Arshad smiled hearing Fahri's story. He did not think his wife was so unexpected. Many things that might be the closer he was to Aisyah, the more surprised he would be.

"I didn't expect him to say that suama." said Arshad.

Fahri nodded while chuckling.

"I was aware of two more things after my meeting with Aisyah."

"What's that?"

"Maturity can not only be seen from the age level, but also requires an understanding of what maturity itself means. And I saw it from Aisha."

Arshad nodded in agreement, "then the second one?"

"Aisha is someone who will definitely be very easily accepted in every heart of the crowd. It will not be difficult for people to love and love Aisyah. You're lucky to get Aisyah. Don't ever waste him! That's my message."

Arshad smiles. In his heart he perfectly justified Fahri's words. Because what Fahri said was true and it happened to him. It is not difficult to love an Aisha Shaqila Az-zahra.