20 Years Adrift
Chapter 33. Accompany Affan

Faya, Anggie and Aira walk in front while Bimo and Affan walk in the back. They passed through a deserted corridor because the lesson hours had already begun. The five people were silent, they dissolved in their minds.

Faya knocked on the door of her classroom that was open. A teacher was explaining the lesson in front of the class. The thick-bodied female teacher walked up to the door and let them in.

"You can follow the lesson immediately" said the teacher.

He already knew that the three students had been summoned by the counseling guidance teacher.

Aira returned forward with her bag. His head lowered not daring to look at the faces of friends. Before leaving he stopped in front of the class to say goodbye to the teacher who was teaching.

Since his arrival, the student in the class had already been gossiping about him. Seeing her carrying a bag, they were more and more convinced that Aira was expelled from school. The allegation was reinforced by the presence of Faya's father there.

"Faya's father turned out to be handsome, yes. Aira was crazy about her, " whispered a female student.

"True, besides that he is also rich. Who wouldn't, try it?" the other whisper.

"I also want to be his wife after graduating from High School" said another student.

"Don't dream, look at your appearance. Faya's dad likes women who are hooded."

A rowdy voice was heard accompanying Aira's departure from the class. They acknowledge Affan's good looks and are envious of Aira's luck without knowing the reason for their actual marriage.

Geck! Geck! Geck!

The teacher who is teaching is tapping the white board with stationery.

All the students in the class were silent for a moment. They returned to study seriously and listened to the material presented by his teacher.

Outside the classroom, though,

Aira goes to follow Affan and Bimo to her car. They had to go back to the cafe not far from school.

When Affan and Bimo left, the client they were waiting for had not arrived.

Ting!

A message went to Affan's phone. He quickly opened it and read the message.

"They just arrived" Affan said, then saved his phone.

"Thank God, Boss. We didn't make him wait long" Bimo replied.

"Hm." Affan nodded then looked at Aira.

"Aira, you'll come in later, okay? I've been meeting for a long time. I will introduce you to my important clients in the future."

Aira looked up at Affan's words. Currently she is still wearing a high school uniform with a makeshift appearance. His face looked crumpled after crying.

"But, Om ...," he said hesitantly.

"One more thing, don't call me 'Om' in front of them. You can call me anything when we're just the two of you." Affan spoke softly to Aira.

"That's not the case, Mom. Am I going to meet them with this look?" Aira pointed at herself.

"This time it doesn't matter. Take this!" Affan grabbed a wet tissue and gave it to Aira.

Aira took it and took a strand to clean her face. The remains of her tears had disappeared, but her confidence had not returned.

"Don't be sad again, Aira. We'll get through the trouble in front of us together." Affan clasped Aira's hand to strengthen her.

"Hey, don't cry anymore. I didn't marry you to make you cry." Affan stroked Aira's cheeks gently.

Aira grabbed Affan's arm and hugged him tightly. Affan reciprocates Aira's treatment with a kiss on the top of his head.

The sight was seen from the front view and made Bimo smile. He was also happy to see his Boss who was slowly able to accept his impromptu wife.

Their romantic moment did not last long as the car they were driving had already entered the parking lot.

The atmosphere in the cafe was still quiet because it had just opened. Affan deliberately chose this cafe because it was open since seven in the morning. There are some visitors who wear office uniforms, they usually have breakfast there before leaving for work.

In addition to the complete menu, this cafe is also in a strategic place, where it is located near hospitals, offices and schools. No wonder this place is a favorite of entrepreneurs for meetings with their clients.

"Good morning, Mr. Affan!" greet Mr. Dirga and his assistant, Sania.

"Good morning, Mr. Dirga. Sorry to keep you waiting. I had to pick up my wife first. Introduce this Aira, my wife and this is my assistant Bimo."

"Well, my father's wife was very young. Sorry I didn't mean to offend you. It's a compliment" said Mr. Dirga, laughing.

"Thank you, Sir. No problem, I don't mind any assessment. His name is a mate, how else." Affan tries wisely to deal with the situation.

"That's true, the important thing is to love each other and accept each other's advantages and disadvantages. Oh, yes, this is Sania my personal assistant. In the future he will take care of this cooperation."

Sania stretched out her hand but Affan replied by clenching his hand. Looking at her sexy appearance, she preferred to stare in the other direction.

'Holy skirt. Same snot girl just doyan, wearing pretentious not want to look at me. Indeed what great he is, look forward to me too, ' Sania murmured inwardly as she glanced in annoyance at Aira.

Aira extended her hand at Sania but she pretended not to see it. Sania looks busy checking her files and ignoring the hand of Aira who is still waiting to be greeted.

Affan pulled the hand of Aira who did not get a reply and took her to walk to the table he ordered.

'No, no, really. People like me are just fucked. I'm afraid that my presence here will only damage Om Affan's business reputation, uh, Mas Affan I mean. Looks like at other times I'll have to think a thousand times about taking part in meetings like this.' Aira's face became lethargic after this incident.

As Mr. Dirga said, Affan does not care about people's opinions about his marriage.

Many cafe employees know him so they know if the woman he is holding is not his daughter. They look curious because during this time Affan never carelessly touched women.

The high school uniform worn by Aira also attracts visitors considering that it is currently an effective hour for teaching and learning activities. Moreover, on Aira's arm was a level twelve sign where she should be busy preparing for the National Examination, not even taking a walk to the cafe.

Despite trying to calm down, still the bad views of the people around her made Aira misbehave. He felt to be the object of everyone and saw the degrading gazes from them.

'Yes, God. How shameful the servant is in this place. I look like a sinner in front of them.' Aira grimacing bitter.

As if knowing what Aira was feeling, Affan tightened his hand.

They stopped in front of a table Affan had ordered. Bimo pulled out two seats for his two bosses then took a seat for himself.

In the distance, a man walks hurriedly to Affan's desk. He was sitting with some of his friends.

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