Don't Blame Me for Taking Your Wife
chapter 55

"Veloz, please take care of the rest here. I'll take 10 days off or maybe more." Said Roxy as she exited the meting room.

"Good."

"Oiya, I brought Supri with me."

"Please sir."

"And please call Avan."

"Good."

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In a cafe not far from Roxid's office. Corp. Roxy sat opposite Avan. Ayla's former boss.

"Why call me mister?" Ask Avan kindly while sipping his coffee.

"Just want to connect the friendship." Roxy replied.

Avan laughed a little at it.

"I thought you wanted to know about Ayla."

"That's another reason."

"He's back in his hometown. With Uwais too. He said he would open a small shop. And ask me to play there if it's too long." Said Avan with a smile on his face, "And now I'm on my feet. We just sent a message. You want to come?'

"Of course, thank you for the offer."

"Take it as a sign of gratitude for all your kindness to me. And already working with me."

***

"Oh, there's a guest." Shouted Bu Rohman from the front. Ayla who was lifting the clothesline immediately put her clothes that had dried on the mattress of her room. Then hurried to the front room.

"Make some tea first Ay." Said the father while fixing his scabbard. Then step forward to see who the guest is.

"How many people sir?"

"Bikin three."

Ayla nodded obediently, then made three cups of tea, not forgetting she added a plate of fried food and brought it with a tray.

As soon as she got to the front, Ayla smiled widely, seeing her former boss sitting sweetly there.

"Mas Avan?"

Avan smiled broadly. "How are you, Ay?"

"Alhamdulillah, good mas." Ayla said to Avan as soon as she put the cup and a plate of fried food on the table.

"Mas Avan didn't say he wanted to come here."

"You're the one who told me to play, played real and protested." Kelekar Avan's,

"This is Ayla's boss in town huh? Still young, huh? The handsome again." Praise Ms. Rohmah to Avan.

"Well, I can praise." Sahut Avan shy. "But many say handsome. Haha." Her bridge flashes.

"Have a family?" Ask Ms. Rohman to make small talk or really want to know. I don't know.

"Not yet, still single."

"Do you have a candidate?"

"Sme!" Ayla's whisper nudged her mother's arm.

Avan reviewed a small smile. "Mak Already. Just not coming."

"Oohh," mom ooh ria but tucked a little disappointment.

Avan just put on a smile.

"Who is Avan's son? Is there sodara here?" Mr. Rohman changed his question.

"I am from Jakarta. No brother sir, but, friend there is. Here, it's Ayla." Answer Avan casually."Uwais where ay?"

"Just play with his friend."

"Loh, you know Uwais too?"

"Yes, Ayla used to bring Uwais to work. So I know enough."

"Then let me call Uwais, he must be very happy for this Avan to come." Mr. Rahman promised from his seat."ayo buk."

Mr. Rahman and Ms. Rohman stood up and walked out.

"Don't fuck around, there's Ayla inside." Said before stepping out.

"Astaghfirullah sir. If we're worried, we'll be all right here." Ayla put her mouth forward.

Avan amused to see it."Let's go to the porch, ay."

Finally, Ayla and Avan sat on the terrace.

***

"Darling Ay, that Avan kid looks good. But I have a candidate." Mom started to open the conversation when the two women of different generations were picking spinach at the back of the house."Polite, friendly... Mom likes it."

Ayla simply responded with a smile.

"Akrab again with Uwais. Try, you guys are a match, Ay."

"Udahlah mak, Don't say that cake again, it's not good Ayla same Mas Avan. He was good with Ayla. Do not later because the mother talked about the same thing kek gini mas Avan instead make her stay away. Moreover, he has a candidate. Not good as the candidate." Lirih Ayla's.

Ms. Rohman sighed softly. "When do you want to find a father for Uwais? Poor boy, must have a father too."

"Ayla dowager mom, got another tail. Who wants to?" Ayla chimes in.

"Aahh, you're this, Ay." Ms. Rohman looked pouty, "dam just want a happy mother's daughter's household, but.... Never mind. I'm sorry mom." Connect your mother as she passes into the house.

Not that Ayla wanted to make her mother sad with her failed marriage. But Ayla also does not want just for the sake of keeping the hearts of parents, her life just languish. Ayla was sure her mother would be sadder if she did.

That night, Ayla was solemn in her prayer. Look up and ask, in order to always be given the ease and strength to live life.

It flashed a moment in his mind, about Roxy. I don't know what that guy did? Ayla doesn't know. Ayla resigned to her heart, it is up to the creator and the almighty heart will take her.

The next day, Ayla was working as usual. Open his small shop, prepare rice, various vegetables and snacks. That day the atmosphere was a little crowded, Ayla served with all her heart. My mother also came to help. Until, Ayla tendered her body after being quite tired that afternoon.

"Mom, eat first Mak." Ayla got up from her seat and nudged Ms. Rohman who was meeting her granddaughter.

"Yes, eat first. Let the mother take care and bribe Uwais." Ms. Rohman answered, bribing Uwais with her hand.

"Sana, change your mom."

"Yes Mak."

After eating and completing his 4 days duty. Ayla changed to look after Uwais and her stall. While Ms. Rohman returned home with some side dishes for the father. Of course, after Ayla forced it of course.

"Bak, his rames rice is two. Iced tea with orange anget."

"O yes sir." Ayla who was still busy preparing the buyer's order beforehand, replied without looking.

"On table number 5, yes."

"Yes sir." Ayla turned her head, but the father who ordered had turned around and only her back was visible.

Ayla felt familiar with that back. But who's it?

Once all orders are ready, Ayla brings it to table number 5. Ayla's steps slowed down.

A body he knew well despite sitting back to him. A stocky body with dark brown hair that looks quite striking to the eye because of differences in skin color and race. In front of the figure sat Supri who was smiling at Ayla.