Finding Perfect Wife
Eps. 39 Onion Tears

“Gosh how is this ?” Afsha takes dr white uniform. Ammar who had been hollow even his head fit into the hole.

“Afsha have you finished ironing clothes ?” the sound of an olive branch is coming from outside and going into the room.

“Wire, do not let Brother Olive know this.”

Afsha hid the perforated clothes under the basket so that no one would know.

“What's sister ?” Afsha tries to calm down and be reasonable, back ironing.

“The cup is still one more ironing basket has mu.” Brother Olive staring at two baskets that have been finished in the iron. “After you finish doing this you help Cala in the kitchen off the onion.” she explained then immediately passed from there and left the girl alone there.

“Internship ? Is there a lot of onions that must be peeled until it has to be two people who do it ?” his murmur felt strange because to peel one person's onion was enough.

Afsha immediately finished her ironing. “Then how about this ?” he saw dr's uniform. Ammar is broken.

He also thought hard how to dr. Ammar doesn't know.

“Perhaps if one shirt is missing then he will not know.” murmured to see a pile of white uniforms there are 10 pairs more. “Yes, surely the man will not notice it.”

Afsha then put the broken uniform in a plastic bag and then stored it in the room and would throw it in the trash when no one saw it.

“Beres.” Afsha came out of dr's room. Ammar after arranging all the irons of the man's clothes. “Kak Cala wait for me.”

Afsha went into the kitchen to help Cala's sister who had peeled the onion one bowl.

“Which way I can help.” Afsha asks for onions to peel.

Cala then took the onion in a large plastic bag and handed it to Afsha.

“5 kg onion ?” pekik surprised. “What is there a celebration or what is the peeling of red onions for this much ?” tanyanya is still curious.

“What ?” Afsha again feel ready to spend 5 kg of onions for one week ? Then what does it mean to need as many onions as that.

Cala then explained if the red onion was just cooked but more fried because of dr. Ammar and Madam Fatima are fried onion lovers. And in every dish there should be fried onions.

“So so apparently.” Afsha then immediately helps and starts peeling the onion.

That girl never did any such homework.

“hiks... hiks..” just peeled five onions Afsha already crying. “Kak Cala my eyes are spicy. Well how is this.” He included wiping his tears but his eyes were cold and even more painful because the former holds the onion and has not been washed.

“Stop first for a while just continue peeling again.” kak Cala give advice and Afsha immediately stop peeling for a short break.

15 minutes later the girl again took some shallots and started peeling them back.

“hiks... hiks...” Afsha again shed tears while peeling and it continues to happen until he finishes peeling.

“Finally done too.” Afsha was relieved and was finally able to stop crying.

“Now you rest later if there is anything to do again I will call you.” said Kak Cala while carrying the finished onion peeled earlier out.

Afsha nodded and went into the room to rest with her eyes swollen from crying for a long time.

In the afternoon dr. Ammar went home and immediately went into the bathroom to clean himself up. The man then went to his wardrobe to pick up his clothes.

“Jeez who ironed my shirt ? Everything is still tangled like not ironed.” dr. Ammar returned one shirt that turned out to be still tangled and then took out another shirt that turned out everything was also tangled. “Work is not as impious as this is this Afsha job ?”

He also wore the tangled clothes and without asking the other servants he walked to Afsha's room to ask about it.