Don'T Be The Antagonist
Lapang Dada's

Clamps ....

A woman stands in the doorway, her happy face disappearing when she sees Keisha and her husband close.

"Darling, do you have another woman?" throw it, smiling wryly.

Fauzan was aghast, he slammed into Keisha's hand quickly and stepped closer to Aina.

"Darling, are you delivering my lunch?" ask Fauzan, as usual.

Aina was silent, looking at her husband fixedly. Trying to find fear in his eyes, but he didn't find it.

Aina glanced at the defiant-looking Keisha. Looking at him with a haughty face and a slightly raised chin.

"Keisha," called Aina, in a soft voice. But such a resolute gaze made Keisha tremble for an instant.

"Wahh .. look at her gaze. I never saw her because she always smiled kindly as she greeted me, "inner Keisha, suddenly fretted.

"Yes, Mom," said Keisha, obediently.

"Come over and bring what's on that table," exclaimed Aina, still with the same gaze.

Fauzan was sweating coldly. His wife who was always gentle, now acts decisively like the chairman of BEM when they first went to college.

"S-honey," the great-grandson of Fauzan, made his wife's sharp glances move on to him quickly.

Fauzan. He lowered his head, just like the person who was having the wrong one.

"Bring here, Keisha!" aina said, back. But now, his voice was full of emphasis until Keisha was shrunk and took a test pack on Fauzan's table.

Aina was speechless, noticing the thing in Keisha's grasp with her heart pounding strongly.

It was hard to see it in the hands of her beloved husband's secretary.

Step by step Keisha approached Aina with a trembling step, she looked scared. Similarly, Aina who was afraid of facing reality when the object really reached her hand.

"What–" muttered Aina, with a raucous voice. Making Keisha look at the look on his own face with a painful look. "Two lines thick?" yangna, continued.

"You shut up, Keisha? Didn't you hold her accountable by bringing that to her?" exclaimed Aina, ending up looking at Fauzan with a difficult look to explain.

"Y-yes, Mom. I hold Pak– accountable"

Huhc ....

Aina sighed violently, as if jerking and disbelieving with this event in front of her.

Keisha fell silent, staring at every puzzling joke of Aina. "Don't she have to be mad because her husband cheated on her?" wonder, wonder.

Aina let out a long sigh again, giving her husband well, as usual.

After that, Aina kissed the back of her husband's hand, and looked at Fauzan with a fixed look.

"Honey," great-grandson Fauzan, bitter.

Looking at Aina's two undaunted eyes, Fauzan's little heart seemed to be pinched. There was a feeling of unease that brought discomfort in his throat.

"Sunday, come to my house, Keisha," said Aina, looking straight at Keisha who was surprised to hear.

"Instead of looking sexy, wear neat clothes. My firstborn son is already baliqh. Please take care of her eyes by covering your aura," Aina continued, asking with a faint smile perched on her shoulder face.

"Well, ma'am," Keisha replied, obediently with her head half lowered, for not daring to look at Aina who looked sad, but trying hard in front of them.

Aina turned her head back to Fauzan with a sweet smile. "I'll go home first, baby. Soon I have to pick Nuri up at school" he said, gently.

Fauzan saw his wife just turn around with a hurt feeling.

"Sorry," said Fauzan, making Aina's steps pause for a moment.

Aina turned to him and nodded slowly, accompanied by a sincere smile, before the woman stepped back to leave them.

"It's okay, honey.