Wife Sah Rasa Kebaban
Miss you.

As if tomorrow he doesn't want to see it. No, he did not want his breathing to stop at this moment. However, he wanted to enjoy this night even longer. If the impossible word never says he wants tonight never to change in the morning, he wants time to keep rolling without changing the day,her beautiful dream was just about to begin when the fog of day began to caress.

She saw the handsome face of her husband. His breathing rhymed perfectly with his heartbeat.

"Is my time with you until tomorrow, sir? Do you know my fear is greater than my sadness at your passing? May I ask you to stay by my side? Don't, don't go" she said by tracing her husband's face with her lentic finger.

"You're handsome, very handsome. There are a lot of women who are crazy about you. Then, can I still be called the luckiest woman to have married the perfect man like you? In fact I couldn't have you when your body was still by my side" Aisyah leaned her head over Ale's chest.

The night is slow enough. Aisyah is still at home with her eyes. A cry without his voice had not been able to keep Ale awake.

Aisyah held Ale's hand which seemed to start reacting with the rumble coming out from her red lips. That lip was once fused with him. Yes, that long night they had passed by with love and more love, again and again. They had consummated their marriage that night.

"Don't it be morning?" ask her with eyes that have not been perfectly opened.

"It's still midnight sir, get some sleep!" aisyah said by laying down her weak body beside Ale.

A bright morning. Sunlight shamelessly shows the charm of his throne to all corners of the earth. There is heat that is in later in the winter in other parts of the world. There is a cold that is now coiled spoiled on a bed of two people who are still hiding behind a blanket thick.

"Sir!" Aisyah patted Ale's cheek softly which caught her one hand and she carried it in a hug on her chest.

"Leave it like this" she asked with her eyes closed.

"But it's morning, sir, isn't there a flight this morning?" aisyah asked with a soft shake of Ale's arm that still remained in her position.

"Hmm, there is still time for us to let go of the longing before my flight," Ale hugged tightly Aisyah who instead cried again.

Aisyah did not know why her tears were so cheap these days. Besides, his emotions and mood were always unstable. He could suddenly cry if he was thinking about Ale never coming back from his office. I don't know before this she was not a spoiled girl who always wanted to be next to her husband.

"Hey! Don't cry baby, you won't be long gone," he said teasingly, which even made Aisyah's crying more sobbing sedan alone.

Baby, Brother? The sweet words spoken by Ale during their wedding.

"Ang? May I call Mr Ale Brother?" ask her by wiping the tears on her cheeks.

"Of course it's a pity," Ale stroked Aisyah's cheeks wet with tears.

A brother? I dreamed of being able to call my husband with a special name from Sumatra, and now my dream has been realized. Although a little late, because in reality my brother my husband only leaves a few minutes with me.

Aisyah was still awkward to call Ale that.

"Does not cry dong!" ask before leaving his room.

Aisyah smiled. However, no doubt his tears also flowed.

After the plane Ale boarded completely disappeared from his eyes. Aisyah with the personal driver Ale was delivered back to her home.

A few days after Ale's departure. The husband is still diligent in contacting him, either through voice mail or video calls.

Aisyah felt that her body was no longer able to cooperate properly anymore. He is like a person with acute magh complaints only now. Any food that goes into his mouth will definitely be rejected by his stomach.

This morning, she had been in the bathroom almost ten times. His body was weak he was helpless now. He called Ale many times. But in fact, it always fails.

Aisyah was sitting languidly in her bed.

"What are you doing, Bang? Why so bad!" he cursed by squeezing his stomach which has various flavors caused.

Aisyah was just about to go down when the sound of knocking on the door sounded from outside.

Aisyah rushed to open the door of her room.

"Yes, what's wrong, Mbok?" tanyanya slow.

Mbok Sariyah scanned the appearance of his young master's wife from end to end.

"Non Aisyah is not feeling well? His face was this pale, "he said gently stroking Aisyah's face.

Aisyah shook her head. It feels to open the lips only, then something inside there will be turbulent.

Mbok Sariyah put the back of his hand on Aisyah's forehead. Small things that succeed make him remember the figure of his mother.

"Normal is not," he said. But soon after, he was stunned.

"Duh Gusti, until forget it will be.Young master Ale wants to talk to Non Aisyah," hearing her husband's name alone Aisyah's happiness immediately erupted. He immediately went down following Mbok Sariyah.

"Abang" he said in a soft voice.

"Ai, why is your voice so limp, are you sick?" asked Ale from the end of his phone.

"Aisha misses Abang. Brother when to go home," he asked like a sister who had waited too long for his brother who did not come home from abroad.

"My work is not done yet Ai, sorry I haven't been able to promise you anything" he replied sadly.

"But you're good at home?" ask Ale again.

"Why can't your number be reached, and why call home? Not to my number!" upset ass. I don't know where Aisyah who is known to be soft and mature first.

"Why did it change this way" Ale's monologue in his heart.

"My phone is missing Ai, this is my brother using the office phone, sorry for worrying you, you haven't answered my question, are you sick?" alle repeated his question.

"I'm fine Bang. Maybe my stomach acid is the problem" he replied by sitting on his head.

"You're sick, vomiting Ai?" guess Ale hoped his conjecture was right.

"Hmm," replied Ayesha lazily. Surely this man will guess if he is two-bodied.

"No need to make a bang. I'm not pregnant, only my stomach acid is problematic" Aisyah said, rejecting her husband's allegations.

"It's okay, too. Think of it as a welcome gift to return home Brother later yes,emmm Ai, you should immediately check with your personal doctor. Let brother talk, then,"

"Ih, Brother what the hell! Don't be ah, embarrassed," Aisyah refused. Her husband still considers herself pregnant.

"Why should be ashamed dear, it's our family doctor. And if it turns out that you're pregnant, there's me as your husband who's in full charge of you" Ale said.

"I just want you to come home, that's all. I don't need a doctor to treat the strange feeling that can suddenly come and go from my body, I just want you, just you," Aisyah cried in a voice in her heart.

Aisyah sat alone on the balcony of her room. He looked back as someone entered without knocking on the door of his room first.

"Whoa! Apparently this was the face of the village girl who was willing to sell her pride by becoming the mistress of my lover," a tall woman walked up to Aisyah who was now starting to move from her seat.

"Who are you? Sassy to enter my room!" said Aisyah by walking over to the woman.

"I don't need to ask permission to enter my future husband's room, country girl!"