
"You've been working, Van?" ask Yasna.
"No, Tan. Still waiting for graduation."
"Where are you planning to work? Or maybe you want to make some effort?"
"No, Aunt. I just want to work for Om Emran. I want to devote myself to Om Emran, just like papa," Vania said.
The girl tried to take Yasna's heart. However, dear, Yasna was not interested at all. He prefers to be with a woman who is independent and not dependent on her parents. It is certain that Vania will use the name of her parents, to enter the company of her husband.
"Why not just make an effort, brother?" ask Afrin. Even though he's still in High School. The girl was not interested in her papa company at all, why Vania even insisted on working there.
"No, I'd like to work for Om Emran."
Afrin nodded at Vania's reply. Everyone has their own desires and cannot be forced.
"Afrin, take Kak Vania to the back garden first. Mommy wants to finish the table, Mother will follow," said Yasna after they finished eating.
"Yes, Mother. Go, Brother! We're going to the back."
"Yes, come!"
Vania and Afrin go to the back garden. Yasna and Rani clean the dining table. After Vania does not look Rani grumbled because of the attitude of the girl.
"Kok, Miss Vania won't help you?" ask Rani.
"You're the one-there's him, right, guest. Where there are guests help the host."
"Yes, right, he wants to be Mr. Aydin's wife. He should have taken her heart by helping out here, but this just left. How to be sanctioned? If in the village must have been kicked out if there is a potential ghost like that," grumbled Rani.
"It doesn't have to be extended" Yasna cut.
Yasna thought that way too. At least Vania could be pleasantries, offering herself to help him, but this was no intention at all to help. He just left with Afrin.
"Mother is too good with people. Later if you have a ghost, you have to be more assertive."
"Come, hurry! Just do it, don't grumble. Not done with this job."
After finishing his work. Yasna went to her husband's office with a cup of tea. She would rather make her husband tea than coffee. If Emran asked for the drink, Yasna would have nagged along the railroad tracks.
"It's a drink first, Mas" Yasna said as she placed a cup of tea on the table.
"You were always like this. I can have Rani make it if I'm thirsty. You don't get too tired, how many times have I told you," said Emran.
"I'm not tired, Mom. It's just a glass of doang."
"Here first." Emran pulls Yasna's hand slowly. The woman complied, until she sat on the man's lap.
Emran hugged Yasna, while the woman comfortably leaned against her husband's chest.
"Vania's home, hasn't she?"
"Yet, he's still behind Afrin."
"Aydin doesn't seem to want to be with Vania either."
"I don't know either, Mom. What are his criteria."
"Have, we don't have to interfere too much let him choose himself," said Emran, who was embraced by Yasna.
"Oh, yes, Mas. I'm going to mom's tomorrow, okay? Last night I said I wasn't feeling well."
"Why didn't you say that earlier? We can go there together."
"I thought that Mas had a meeting so, I didn't say."
"After all, my father was also my parents. He's more important than work."
For Emran, Yasna's family is also his family, but why is his wife still covering things like this?
"Yesterday I also wanted to say, but Dad forbid. I don't want to trouble you keep on."
"What if it was just now. We take the kids with us" suggested Emran.
"What kind of Vania, Mas?"
"We'll just throw it out."
"Why is it so cruel?"
"Just the one who said it. I can talk like that."
Yasna is not that kind of person. It was certain that what Emran said would hurt Vania and Yasna would not bear to see it.
"You are, if there is anything ugly I am told to go forward."
"Mas, right, the head of the family so, must protect all his family." Yasna raised her eyebrows, as if to say that it was Emran's job.
"All right wife. Come on, let's get out! Let me talk to Vania, you say Aydin is in the room, if we're going to her grandmother's house."
"Yes, Mum."
They came out of Emran's study room together. Yasna went to Aydin's room, while Emran went to the back garden where Afrin and Vania were talking.
"Father! Which mother?" afrin asked as she saw Emran approaching them.
"There, inside," replied Emran. "Sorry, before, Vania. Our family wants to go. Not what if you go home now?"
"Where are you going, Om? Can't I come?"
"We wanted to see his grandfather the children so, only the family left. It's okay, right? Because I don't want to make my in-laws uncomfortable with other people. I also don't want my family's events to be interrupted" Emran said at length.
"It's okay, Om. I'm sorry then."
Actually Vania really wanted to come, but it seems Emran did not want the show to be disturbed so, he chose to go home.
"Yes, be careful."
"I'm saying goodbye, yes, Frin. Assalamualaikum."
"Getishalight."
Vania soon left the house. While inside Yasna's house tries to knock on Aydin's bedroom door. Until the owner opens it.
"What's up, Mommy?" ask Aydin after opening the door.
"Papa Mommy wants to go to grandfather's house. You wanna come?"
"Is there anything? Why suddenly?"
"Grandfather is not feeling well. Mother equally papa want to go there. You want to come?"
"Come, Mother. I haven't been there in a long time. I miss Grandma and Grandpa."
"Yes, you are ready first. Mommy wants to change clothes."
"Yes, Mother."
Yasna immediately left Aydin's room. The man also immediately prepared to leave.
*****
Emran's family is on their way to Hilman's father's house. They used one car alone with Aydin driving. Once they arrive, they all go down. It looks like the house is so quiet as uninhabited. Yasna knocked on the door a few times. However, there is no truth from within.
Yasna knocked at the door. He felt like something had happened.
"Yasna!" call a neighbor. "Your father has just been taken to the hospital."
Yasna was surprised to hear that. Why didn't anyone tell him? What is his father sick?
"Nobody said anything to me, Mom. To which hospital? Do you know?"
"The "nearest one possible. I also forgot it. You better call your mom."
"Yes, Mom. Thank you." Thank you."
Yasna immediately searched her cell phone and contacted her mother. Connected calls. But, dear, I didn't lift it. The woman is getting worried. She was afraid something would happen to her father, until she unconsciously had tears.
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