
Aira undergoes home schooling at home every day as it approaches the national exam. Affan let her choose what time and subjects she wanted to give a lot of time.
After getting sick the other day, Affan also called a private tutor for Faya. She did not want her daughter was exhausted because she had to go back and forth from home to do activities and a little rest.
Affan felt calm leaving Aira at home because there were three household assistants who accompanied him. He also did not have to worry anymore there was someone who was teasing him.
Lately Affan has begun to worry if Aira is approached by a male friend. There is a fear of loss even though it has not yet reached the stage of jealousy.
"Aira, today my friend is coming. Maybe around lunchtime. Em, I go to the office, yeah." Affan says goodbye to Aira.
"Good, Mas. I'll have him wait before, Mas Affan comes home." Aira grabbed Affan's hand and then kissed the back of his hand.
Faya had left early in the morning with Mr. Toni because today he was in a picket.
Aira escorted Affan to the front door and waved her hand to let go. They both look like a happy couple.
After Affan's car driven by his new driver leaves the yard, Aira comes back in. Today the home schooling schedule will be done at three in the afternoon.
Bi Sumi was cleaning the garden next to the house. Today looks bright despite heavy rain last night. Aira walked up to him and made him take care of the flowers that were there.
"Can I help you, Bi? These flowers are so pretty did auntie pick them?" Aira held a few flowers and brought her face closer to smell them.
"Yes, Madam. Mr. Affan is too busy with his work. He just gave me money to beautify this park" Bi Sumi explained.
Aira nodded.
In his village some of the flowers in the garden were left wild. In his old house before it was sold, Aira also had several pots of ornamental plants. His heart suddenly felt long for his hometown.
After his parents died a year ago, his father and aunt sold all the possessions of his late father and mother. Only the Great Om was the only family he had right now.
"Mrs looks sad, is there anything that is not pleasing to this park? Madam can help me arrange it to be more organized," said Bi Sumi.
Actually the woman knew that Aira was sad for sure not because of this park, but she purposely said this so that she would forget her sadness.
"Ah, no, Bi. This park is good. Just leave it like this." Aira tried to smile despite being forced.
As the wife of a businessman, she should strive for an elegant look.
"It looks like this makeup makes me look older than I am. Ah, but that's it. Maybe after this I have to learn again the tutorial on youtube." Aira observed her face in front of the mirror.
He was wearing a slightly better robe than usual. The hijab she uses is in line with her dress with a thin makeup that polishes her beautiful face.
The house bell has rung. Aira quickly left her room leading to the living room.
If it wasn't Affan who had come, it would have been that person who was the important guest they were waiting for.
Bi Sumi was seen inviting a man with a bule face when Aira arrived there. Aira looked outside and found no one there. It seems like the man only came alone.
'This guest only comes alone. How'this? I feel uncomfortable sitting alone with a man who is not a mahrom. Where she had been seeing me. Ah, I asked Bi Sumi to accompany me. The guest could definitely understand this, ' Aira muttered inwardly.
"Bi, please stay here until Mas Affan comes, yes," pinta Aira.
"Okay, Madam." Bi Sumi nodded. He knew very well the nature of his two masters.
After Bi Sumi sat down next to him, Aira glanced at her guests. Since his arrival, they have not spoken.
"Good morning by noon, sir. I am Aira, Mas Affan's wife. He advised to welcome the father as long as he was still on his way," said Aira introduced himself.
'So this is Affan's wife. Beautiful and very young. His face looks plain and his appearance is simple. It's fitting he didn't take a glance at Amanda.' The man stood up and extended his hand to Aira.
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