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"Mom, how's Ayesha?" ask the father when the new wife goes back into their room.
"Mom haven't seen, sir. Just now from the kitchen, I hope it's okay, Aish was really depressed last night," replied the mother who then exhaled her rude breath.
Let alone anyone else, for years the older brother is Mas Fatih no longer know what the shape of his sister's hair, so it's not wrong if Aish really Shock with this incident. He who is determined enough parents and her husband who saw it is actually Sagara who enjoys the beauty that is clearly no one.
"Mr wants to talk, but I'm not surprised, yes" said the man who still wears the sarong.
"What's up, sir? let's say it quickly."
"Look, Mom. When you treat Sagara he also feels guilty and unwell because he has seen Aisyah. So Sagara wants to take responsibility by marrying our daughter, maybe it will slightly reduce the mental burden of Aisyah who feels unable to take care of herself so careless," clearly Father as he understood from the intentions of Sagara heart.
"Yes, Sir. I'm afraid Aish is cursing herself" said the woman. He was worried that Aish would shut himself down.
"That's exactly what, you don't mind but-,"
"But what, sir?" cut the mother straight into the sabbath.
"Will Aisha marry Sagara? isn't he close to Haris?"
Mother was silent, marriage is certainly not a matter of play because it involves lifelong service to the couple after promising before God.
"Aisyah has never said anything about her relationship with Nak Haris, she has only been purely accompanying her daughter all this time, sir," explained the mother as she had known.
"Let's ask you guys, look at Ayesha's condition."
The mother who had received orders from the husband would have gone straight out of their room, and now walked towards the Princess's room.
Twice knocked on the door and there was no answer at all from the inside making Mom decide to just go in.
Check lek
"Yes, ma'am," answered Aisyah who was curled up on her bed.
He who covered his body with a blanket still let his hair decompose beautifully because it was a black mane so straight manicured.
"Aren't you feeling well?"
"Just dizzy, Mom. Why?" ask back Aisyah who did not intend to wake up from her bed.
Aisyah's body seemed boneless limp not a kepalang especially when she remembered Sagara so close and even dared to whisper in his ear last night.
"Sagara---, Sagara wants to marry you, son."
Shocked?
Of course, it was a natural feeling felt by Aisyah even she woke up from her bed quickly.
"Mom--, what did she want?" asked Aisyah to make sure what she heard was not true.
Mother also immediately told what she knew from the Father without anything being reduced or increased, she spoke very slowly and carefully because this would definitely not be easy for Aisyah.
"How, Son? it's okay if you don't want to but promise me that you can't be sad, Mom and Dad" beg the woman with tears.
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I-I'm ready for the wedding, ma'am...