Not the Perfect Wife
106. S2 - Nayla's
They have arrived at the Hilman family home. Nayla is forced to join because of the coercion of Alina and Yasna. They held a thanksgiving as well as a joint prayer for the late Mother Asri, the Mother of Nayla. The neighbors are many who are present, the more make the atmosphere feel haru.
After the event was over, everyone gathered while chatting. Nayla only spoke when asked, the rest she just kept quiet. The girl did not know what to talk about. They don't know each other. Even so, Nayla is very polite in speaking words.
"Have you got a boyfriend or a husband?" ask Aisha, wife of Gibran.
"Never, Aunt. I haven't thought about it yet, I still want to develop my boutique."
"Hopefully successful, yes, butiknya and getting ahead."
"Amin, thank you, Auntie .. sorry, but it's late in the afternoon, I have to go home soon" said Nayla, for too long she has been among this family. To be honest, the girl was happy to be here. They have nothing to distinguish themselves from.
"Yes, not pa-pa" said Yasna. "Aydin, you take Nayla, yeah!" Yasna's orders.
"No need, Auntie. I can take a taxi."
"There are no cars here. Aydin nganterin is also not pa-pa. Yeah, right, kid?"
"Yes, Mother." Aydin had to agree. He also couldn't possibly let Nayla go home by herself. Remembering what the girl's family did to her grandfather.
"No pa-pa, it's there!" yasna said when she saw Nayla feeling bad.
"Thank you, Auntie. Then excuse me." Nayla says goodbye to everyone, then goes to follow Aydin.
"I think Aydin and Nayla fit in. Why don't you marry them" said Aisyah after the departure of the two teenagers.
"You, do not interfere in the affairs of others" Gibran said. He did not want to force Aydin in choosing a future wife. Moreover, the man was not Yasna's biological child.
Despite all this time, Yasna had already regarded Aydin as his biological son. Vice versa. Still Gibran did not want his sister to be too organized for the young man.
"We leave everything to the kids, Ma'am. It's up to them to choose what kind of partner" Emran said.
Aisyah just nodded her head.
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On the way there was silence between them. Neither Nayla nor Aydin spoke. They were both silent, only the sound of music coming from the car radio. Don't want the atmosphere to get awkward. Aydina began to ask.
"You've known mom for a long time?"
"Lumayan," answered Nayla.
"Why don't you work in an office, why open a boutique? Doesn't that take a lot of effort?"
"In addition to creating goals. I also want to create jobs for others. I want to make a living, while helping others. Now there's so much unemployment, I pity to see it."
"Yes, you're right, but it's going to take a lot of time."
"If we try well, surely the results will not disappoint" said Nayla with a smile.
Aydin nodded his head. He did not expect in such an age, there were still people who cared about each other. Especially people the age of Nayla who are usually cool thinking about her personal pleasure.
"That's my house, Mas," pointed Nayla at a minimalist house on the side of the road.
Aydin stopped his car, right in front of the fence of the house appointed by Nayla. The house looks beautiful with various ornamental plants in front of it.
"Come, Mas! Stop by for a second," bargained Nayla.
"No need, in the house of grandfather there are still many families. It's not good to go long, I have to go home soon."
"Thank you, one more time, Mom. I'm dropping off."
"Sama-sama, I go first. Assalamualaikum."
"Getishalight."
Aydin immediately drove his car away from Nayla, who was still standing in front of the fence.
After Aydin's car is not seen Nayla entering his house. The house looks so quiet because now, only he lives alone in the house. No family accompanied him. The girl did have an aunt, but after her grandfather died her aunt seized all the inheritance. Even Nayla's mother's share was taken.
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On the way home Aydin stopped at a red light. As he looked around, the man was like looking at Airin inside a luxurious car. The car was right next to Aydin, when he would say hello to the car first drove. The man was curious and followed him. However, due to the crowded streets Aydin lost track of him. He was disappointed, but let it be. Later the man will ask Airin directly.
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Tonight the Emran family decided to stay at Hilman's father's house. They sleep in the living room, whose seats have been removed and replaced with floor mattresses, so that everyone can sleep together.
"According, Ma'am. Does Aydin fit in with Nayla?" yasna asked in a whisper. He did not want anyone to hear his conversation with Aisya. The woman just wanted to know her sister-in-law's opinion as a fellow woman.
"She's a good woman. I strongly agree that Aydin is with Nayla" Aisyah replied in a whisper as well.
"I'm the same, but Mas Emran seems to disagree. He left it all to Aydin. Actually I don't want to force her either, it's just that Nayla is too good to miss. Moreover, she is an independent woman and I am sure that she will be a good mother to her children."
As a mother, Yasna had high hopes for Nayla. He will try to talk about this from heart to heart with Aydin later.
"So, what do you think?"
"Look at it later, if there's time. I'll tell Aydin. I hope he accepts it."
Emran and Gibran are playing chess. Aydin was a spectator because he knew absolutely nothing about the game. Afrin plays with Gibran's son.
Gibran has two daughters, the first married and followed her husband and the second third grade High School. His name is Gendis. The girl will go to school in Afrin.
Afrin and Gendis tell each other about school and their friends. They are very familiar. Hilman and Alina are thrilled to see their children and grandchildren come together without a dispute and hopefully forever it will be.
"Mom's glad everything's back to being okay, Dad. Let alone seeing children gathering like this" Alina told her husband as they were alone in the room.
Hilman and Alina did sleep in the room because Hilman, who had just come out of the hospital, was unlikely to have to sleep on the floor.
"Dad's happy too, Mom. Maybe this is the wisdom of Dad's disease."
"But I don't want you to get sick like you did yesterday. I was so scared to see you like that.
"Sorry, it's worried for me."
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