Wife Sah Rasa Kebaban
In-law arrival.

Day after day they passed happily. Ale really proved his promise and speech. Wherever he went, Aisha would take him with her. He no longer wants to be called a loser.

This morning, drizzle sweetly with the spatter flowing past their room glass. Ale came with two glasses of hot chocolate in his hand.

Aisyah snorted as the warm roar of Ale's breath swept over her cheeks, her reflexes turned and at the same time Alepun furthered her sense of smell.

"Hmm, sweetness," he said spoiled sniffing on the niche of the wife's neck who was bewitching.

"Kayak teen just knew dating aja ih Abang. Amused to know," he protested by keeping his head away from Ale's face.

"We've never been dating, baby. Yuk's girlfriend. Want to be your first girlfriend?" Ale again kissed the friendly cheek Aisyah who now looked up to look questioningly.

"First boyfriend?" said Aisyah by narrowing her one eye.

"Yes, why? Can't believe that your husband hasn't dated, hmm, hmm?" timpal Ale with a blink of his eyes.

"No!" aisha replied in a faint smile.

"You want proof?" said Ale gave a choice.

"You want as much evidence as I can't believe! The brother is the king of modus,"

"But trust that you're still a bachelor ting?"

Aisyah looked back at Ale this time with a longer time with her focus on Ale's two eyes.

"Bachelorette Bang? Not virgin?" Aisha asked back.

"What's the difference?" ask Ale wonder.

"I'm not sure you're still a virgin when you married me. Not wrong, is it?" guess it.

"The slander is Ai. Husband himself in slander, evil you Ai. You're a real virgin if you want to know and you have to believe that!" ale said he rejected Aisyah's accusations against him.

"Yes, Aisyah believes in the same brother, suwer," he said by showing both his fingers and rows of teeth neatly arranged and clean white.

The rain has gone. Two glasses of hot chocolate made by Ale already they set everything.

"Abang," Aisyah managed to make Ale's footsteps that were just about to come out of her room was stopped. He looked over as Aisyah called out to him.

"What's? Want some more hot chocolate?" he said by again walking closer to Aisyah then, sitting in front of her.

"Didn't miss Papa and Brother's sister?" Aisyah ventured to ask the thing that had been stuck in her mind. He also wants to know how the condition of Papa-in-law and also the sister-in-law who is quite beautiful.

As long as they decided to stay in this apartment even though the husband had never discussed even the mention of the two of them. Except for the Mama who lives separately with Mbok Sariyah.

"Why suddenly ask like that hmm?" tanyanya gently touched Aisyah's chin which was now looking up at her.

"Because, I don't want to be Bang's disobedient son-in-law! Do not because of me brother so follow-up keep distance with the family brother. Don't bang" he asked.

"Let Papa reflect on his fate. All this time he thought he could live without us. Money is everything to Papa. Maybe with our departure Papa can understand a little how family is everything, not possessions and things,"

"We are not God Bang!" There is more power over his heart. Judging that is not our authority. Even we are worse than Papa," Aisyah tried to give understanding to Ale who still remained in his stance.

"We just follow the path. Don't make the turn either. Hard Ai.OK?" he said try to end his little debate with Aisyah.

"It's always like this every time I talk about Papa's problem," said Aisyah bowed listlessly to Ale's answer, which always ended her curiosity without answer and hope.

"Abang just want to enjoy a more beautiful, sweet and long time with his beloved wife. Are you willing to accompany Brother?"

Ale went inside. However, just now he was about to hug Aisyah with both legs of his level. The sound of her apartment door button rang.

"There's a bang coming" said Aisyah pushing Ale's chest slowly. However, Ale was even more tightly hugging with both feet and also his hands.

"Abang," please him because Ale never let go of his embrace.

"Biarin. Not important, later also tired of standing alone in front of the door. Then, go away," he refused. However, not to mention Aisyah expressed objection to Ale's remark, the sound of the door being opened from the outside successfully made the two immediately move to get rid of the blanket then, tidying up the slightly messy hair.

"Al, Mama didn't come to the door anyway,"

Aisyah widened her eyes and her lentic finger immediately moved to Ale's checkered stomach which was now grimacing in pain.

"Ai, what the hell. Why are you pinching?" he said he didn't accept. Last time in the hug, the turn now pretends to be persecuted even to persecute him.

"Mama Bang's. Abang leeway ih becandanya. Not funny!" he then wore a knit blazer to cover the Midi dress he wore.

"Abang doesn't know Ai either. Her nyubitnya kebangetan. I don't think you're the same husband, yes" he said, which must not be heard by Aisyah who now walks into the living room to welcome the mother-in-law.

Aisyah immediately stopped her footsteps, while her sense of sight caught the presence of the Father-in-law who was now staring with a gaze that Aisyah could not describe.

"Who's Ai?" asked Ale after wearing her black T-shirt.

Aisha did not answer. It feels like his tongue is too weak even if only to answer the husband even if only one word.

"Papa?" Ale clasped Aisyah's shoulder when she saw that Aisyah was without shock at the presence of the Papa in her apartment. Sok-sok an nanyain Papa and his sister-in-law. The turn now has been standing in front of the eyes eh, even want to faint him.

"Yes, this is Papa Al, Ayesha," Chandra said of approaching the boy and his daughter-in-law. However, his steps came to a halt as Ale moved his five fingers forward, asking that the Papa not continue with his intention.

"Why? Don't you want to be in the arms of Papa Al anymore, do you, right?" chandra said with a sad face.

"Did Papa come here to insult my wife again Pa? If so, then let Ale take Aisyah away from here. It's been enough suffering we've given him Pa. Enough, please don't add to the trauma anymore," Ale's pinta looked down at Aisyah who was shaking her head in a flash.

"Even he's too kind to accept all Papa's ill-treatment of him. She still cared about Papa who was instead trying to get himself away from Ale," Aisyah shook repeatedly Ale's burly arm that was now clasping her one hand.

"If Papa used to be able to easily get rid of Aisyah because Ale was not nearby. And so, that thing Ale made sure would never happen again. Because he is Ale Pa's priority," he concluded, ending his disappointment with the Papa who was looking at him with teary eyes.

"Abang," said Aisyah opening her voice because Ale could not help but feel emotion in front of her parents.

"Don't make sure, brother isn't a loser baby,"

"But Brother has crossed the line. He is still his father, brother. No matter how bad your judgment, you will not be able to drop a drop of sweat and tears that drip down on his body.

" Papa see now, who should Papa defend, not even Papa get rid of,"

"I'm sorry Papa Al, Ayesha,"

Aisyah removed Ale's grip on her shoulder intending to draw closer to Chandra. However, Ale's hands moved faster than his footsteps.

"Enough Aisyah!"

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