Patience of the Son-in-law
Chapter 24 - Trauma

"Hello" said Faizan.

Eventually Faizan was forced to pick up the phone that went into her phone and Aisha was loyal next to her husband. Occasionally he hears vaguely the conversation of her husband who knows who she still does not know.

Faizan was focused on what the person who called him said across the street. A sigh slid as his phone disconnected sign of the end of the conversation.

Faizan's facial features slightly changed making Aisha frown.

"What's up, Mom?" aisha asked softly as she touched her husband's shoulder.

"It's nothing, baby. Just upset to interrupt our show. They don't really understand that we're a newlywed. Sorry dear," said Faizan sincerely apologizing to his wife.

"It's okay, Mom. Who are they, Mas? What's the matter?" ask Aisha curious.

"My secretary the Great called. Tomorrow I go to Bandung with him. He said Mr. Ronald, my business partner who we will meet tomorrow in Bandung, suddenly advance the meeting schedule later at eight o'clock. Because tomorrow at six in the morning Mr. Ronald suddenly had to fly to Singapore there is a very important family business there can not be contested," Faizan explained honestly to Aisha.

Degs...

That taste...

That feeling comes back to haunt Aisha. Almost exactly the same incident now seems to come back to him.

Deep trauma is now eating away at Aisha's soul. Mimic his face immediately turned deathly pale as his hand grip on the husband grew tighter without realizing it.

Made Faizan frown his forehead. He saw his wife suddenly hit by a great anxiety.

"Sha, why baby? How pale is that on your face?" faizan asked attentively.

Without further ado a hug that was tight enough and tightly crashing Faizan's body. He almost staggered backwards. But luckily he was still able to withstand the surprise attack from his wife.

"Hiks... You can't go. No!" aisha's strangulation was quite tight as her tears flowed down to make the T-shirt Faizan wore wet.

"Dear, what's wrong with you? How are you crying like this? I promised you would be happy with our marriage instead of making you cry" Faizan asked worriedly, replying with a warm embrace on the wife's body.

There was no word of silence and only Aisha's cry was still echoing in the main room. Her lips wanted to answer her husband's question. But in a dilemma state.

Handika's accident on the bridal night of her first marriage leaves a deep trauma for Aisha. After Faizan received a phone call and explained, he felt deja vu.

His heart is at a crossroads between saying it or not. She could not bear to open the disgrace of her late husband. Because he remembered Handika's message while still in the hospital in Bogor on the night of their bride, that the secret must be guarded Aisha.

If it must finally be uncovered let it be because the power of God is not from his lips directly.

"Oh my God, what should I say to Mas Faizan? But I also don't want Mas Faizan to go to Bandung," Aisha's inner self was raging fretfully.

Finally Aisha took off her arms at her husband and as she was about to wipe away her tears, Faizan wiped her first.

"Darling, why are you crying like this? Do I have any wrong? Say not to be held alone because I am not a psychic let alone God who knows the contents of your heart and mind" Faizan said gently.

"Sorry, it's nothing. I'm going to sleep first. I sleepy," said Aisha Lirih as she immediately lay on her back to her husband and her tears still faithfully dripped making her pillow wet.

Faizan let out a heavy sigh so tight in the chest saw his soulmate cry out suddenly. The reason why he doesn't know. He felt guilt for his wife.

Even he thinks Aisha is angry or sulking because of the failure of love climbing due to the disruption of the Great's phone earlier. But he felt like that was not the real reason.

Finally Faizan followed lying down and hugged his wife from behind. He even gently rubbed Aisha's hair and dyed on some parts of her neck and shoulders.

Aisha grew sobbing and felt loved and treated gently and sincerely by Faizan. He tried to bite his lips so that his cries did not make a sound.

But because Faizan was very close to clinging to his body, of course, her husband knew that the wife was crying again.

"Honey," said Faizan.

His heart was sliced like a painstaking look at his wife so engulfed in an invisible deep sadness. He still felt the cause but he did not want to force his wife to open her voice.

He just wanted to give his wife the warm embrace and support she needed right now. Wishing the wife back cheerful as ever and release all the burdens entrenched in her heart.

"Mas, if I forbid you to go to Bandung is it okay?" ask Aisha lirih.

Degs...

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