Wife Sah Rasa Kebaban
Foreign man.

Aisyah squinted her one eye to see more clearly the face of the woman who was presumptuous to enter into her dispute with her husband.

"Your husband-to-be? Even if you accuse me of being Ale's mistress, in fact in any case I am the winner, not you who is just his future wife. Just so proud candidate already exceeds the person who managed to enter the prestigious nomination, very low benchmark of your pride," Aisyah sat on her bed with one leg that she crossed.

"Currently, pinter's hick mengultimatum is also apparently you. Big is your guts little girl!" Helena walked like a model around Aisyah who was still sitting relaxed by raising her head.

"My Nyaliku fits my position Auntie!" Helena snorted angrily hearing Aisyah call her Aunt.

"I'm not your aunt!" hardiknya by bringing her face closer to Aisyah's face.

"No need to make small talk. Say it! What do you need to come to my room?" Aisyah was getting uncomfortable with Helena's presence.

"I'd like to take your place as Mrs Aleandra in this house,"

"Please! And I'm not just going to let go, find yourself a gap you might be able to pass. The gap is not the road! And if you manage to snatch it from me, all you get is my mark. Mubazir once your beautiful face Auntie, is the stock of single men on the face of this earth extinct? Until someone's husband is willing to take it from his legal wife,"

"My way is not your way! And what was set to be mine I will take back," Helena stood right in front of Aisyah who still looked calm even though the sentence in her speech was clearly implied an emphasis.

"Who do you glorify above the decree of the Lord? There's no goodness in taking someone else's property Aunty, why force it? Is it so unattractive to you in the presence of another man that you choose such a lowly path?"

"So your mouth is a village girl! You should know, I was there long before your wedding to Ale. And I'm the one who's going to be a daughter-in-law here not you. And just so you know, I came at Papa Chandra's behest, your in-laws. Now understand where you're supposed to be?"

"I will remain in my husband's heart,"

"But I have to appreciate you, where is your dear husband, where? How many days he hasn't called you, you know he always calls me, even this morning before he takes the time to have a casual conversation through his video call. While you? Well, cry blood yes, kasian, neglected mistress," Helene flicked one hand on Aisha's face.

"A speech without proof is like holding water on the glass break. Free! No matter how much you pour, no one will enjoy it, people only focus on the fragments, not on the water that just flows without stopping. Which fragment are you looking at? Here or here?" point it right at Helena's chest and face.

"You will find the answer to what you did that belittled me, just pray that God will give you endless tears, heartache that will never stop, a longing that only makes you more bitter, until you're fed up with all the flavors that used to be your happiness,"

Aisyah let out a long breath. Why. the disease relapsed at the wrong time? Aisyah ran towards the toilet in her room.

Helena widened her eyes when she heard Aisyah's voice from the bathroom.

"Don't she get pregnant again, duh more fun dong my toy this time," he muttered and then walked out leaving Aisyah who is now adjusting her breath after her energy was exhausted in the bathroom earlier.

"Where is he?" Aisyah spread her gaze. However, he faintly heard a loud laughing voice down there.

Aisyah slightly lowered her head to confirm her vision. And sure enough down there Helena seemed to have a close conversation with Chandra.

"Om Chandra has to move fast before the female realizes her pregnancy, then she'll tell Ale, it could mess up all our plans Om" Helena whispered. He knew Aisha was watching them from above.

"Are we executing now that village girl, before Sabrina comes home," Chandra asked Helena for an opinion.

"Om afraid of Auntie Bina? Hahahaha," Helena laughed at Chandra's facial reaction when she heard his words.

"I'm not afraid of Helena, but beware it's necessary.However she is my wife, all my property is mostly in her name, what would happen if she came to know our intentions,"

"We have to play very neat Om" said Helena gave the idea.

"ah! I'm tired of pretending to be Helen's good person" she said.

"Then? Is Om Chandra going to kick him out of this house right now?" helena asked a little shudder in horror as well as him, if it is true Chandra will do that intention.

"It seems to have to be a little more human," Chandra seemed to think of a way to bring Aisyah out of her house.

Aisyah was sitting while reading a magazine in her room. He turned his head when Mbok Sariyah came with a warm drink in his tray.

Aisyah grabbed the drink. Unsuspecting at all, he drank his tea while warm.

Mbok Sariyah had come out of Aisyah's room when Aisyah felt that her head and eyes were heavy, not how long she had been lying on the floor of her room with her head resting on part of her bed.

Helena moved quickly by turning off all the surveillance cameras in Ale's room, after all she had finished taking Aisyah out of her room.

And this is where Aisyah is now. A place that he himself did not know what his name was. It feels as far as the eye can see there are only buildings that seem to have not finished the work.

"Where is this? My head is so dizzy" he lamented with his eyes twitching.

"Hey," Aisyah turned her head as a pair of burly hands held back her weak body that was about to fall.

"Who are you?" he said with his eyes slowly closing. It is dark and there is only darkness.

Aisha slowly opened her eyes. Adjust to the light that goes into the window, whomever room. Slowly, however, his memory returned. He quickly threw down the blanket and rolled it up. Aisyah suddenly stopped her steps, when her face hit the chest of the field belonging to the man who now smiled kindly at her.

"Sorry, it's been a hassle for you" he said with a bowed face and intended to break through the man's body.

"It's good that Miss rest for the next few days so that Miss's energy and body recover," Aisyah fell silent. The man's baritone voice reminded him of Ale whom he had heard for more than a week.

"Miss should have a lot of energy to continue Miss' journey" he added attentively. And again the attention of a foreign man in front of him is successful in making his sense of longing even more ignorant of himself.

"I'm sorry, but I have to get out of here immediately" Aisyah said, cupping both hands on her chest.

"Your condition is very weak Miss. In addition, there are other lives whose lives depend on the mother,"

Aisyah. Another life? Mean what?

"You mean what?" her question further clouded her mood. He had already woken up in a place that was no longer the same when he closed his eyes, and now his body was no longer alone.

There is a breath that flows from her pulse, there is a life that depends on her, and there is love that was once seeded by her husband and now the seed has sprinkled in his womb.

Be happy? It felt like the saying that was waiting for a beautiful name in time was not right for Aisyah.

The happy ones and the ones that come in time.

Aisyah decays no matter if the foreign man in front of her is busy with her behavior.

"Could she be the girl who was dumped by her lover because of her pregnancy, or is she the mistress of a striped-nose man who was deliberately thrown away?"

" Hey! Wait," he shouted with one hand blocked Aisyah.

"You don't have anyone here, and this place isn't as welcoming for a pregnant woman as you are" she said, clutching tightly at Aisyah's hands.

"Sick," Aisyah said with a look at her hand.

"Sorry" said the man, stretching his grip.

"Thank you for your attention and help, but I have to get out of here. Please let me go, "pinta Aisyah.

"If you don't care about yourself, at least be a good mother to your future baby,"

Plaque!