Not the Perfect Wife
112. S2 - To Nayla boutique
In the morning Aydin waited for his lover in front of the company. He deliberately left early in the morning, even the man did not take his sister to school on the grounds of a lot of work. Long enough to wait, finally the awaited came.
"Why here, Mas?" tanya Airin approached Aydin.
"I'm waiting for you. Why couldn't you be contacted last night?"
"Times, anyway, Mas?" Airin looked at her phone which was in a natural bag. It turns out to be dead.
"Sorry, Mas. The phone turned out to be dead, I don't know," Airin replied by showing his dead phone.
"Oh, it's okay. I'm just worried that something's going on with you."
"I'm not pa-pa, really. What's wrong with me?"
"There's nothing. Yeah, come on, let's go in!" Aydin was relieved that Airin was fine. Previously he was very worried about something happening to his lover.
They entered the company in tandem. Several pairs of eyes looked towards them then whispered to each other.
"I'll go back, okay, Mom?" pamit Airin's.
"Yes, I want to go up, too" said Aydin who soon passed into the elevator without wanting to know what people were talking about.
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Today Yasna went to Nayla's boutique. He wants to meet the girl. Apologizing because the woman did not attend the meeting. His colleagues canceled their cooperation. Though Yasna knew how difficult it was to get quality fabrics like they had.
"Sorry Aunt, yes, Nay. Because Auntie did not participate in the meeting, our cooperation was canceled," Yasna said regretfully.
"No pa-pa, Auntie. Maybe it is not our sustenance, later I will try to find another fabric supplier. Hopefully we can get even nicer."
"Amen. Later Aunt try to find, although Aunt does not know this business, but hopefully someone will."
"Yes, Aunt."
"Assalamualaikum," said someone who had just arrived.
"Waalaikumsalam, Aunt Sarah, Sister Rizki. Why don't you come here to say something? Is there anything important?" nayla asked as she greeted the woman
"No, we're just gonna take you to lunch together. You promised before, didn't you," answered the woman Nayla called with the call of Aunt Sarah.
Nayla is confused, there's no way she's left Yasna alone here. He also promised to have lunch with them.
Yasna, who understood Nayla's confusion, said, "Let's not have lunch, Auntie should go home. Our work is done, right? Nothing to talk about anymore?"
"Why don't you come with us. We also eat it near here, not far away" said Sarah.
"Yes, Auntie come along. I'm also not good when Aunt comes home" said Nayla.
Yasna looked at the clock on her wrist. There is still a long time to return Afrin if he now goes to school, will surely be saturated waiting too long.
"All right, but Auntie can't take long. Because Auntie has to pick up Afrin.
"Yes, Aunt. It's okay."
"We haven't met, Mom. My name is Yasna." Yasna said as she extended her hand in front of Sarah.
"My name is Sarah and this is my son is Rizky." Yasna and Riski shake hands.
"Come, we're going!" bring Nayla.
"Yes, come!"
They went out together to the restaurant next to Nayla's boutique. They ordered a lot of food. While waiting for the food to come, Sarah was so attentive to Nayla. Yasna felt that too.
"I've never seen you before, Ms. Yasna. Have you known Nayla for a long time?"
"No, I've only known him for a month. If you yourself seem very close to Nayla?"
"I am a friend of the late Asih. Of course I've known Nayla for a long time, from her birth."
Yasna nodded her head. She also seems to see a signal that, Sarah wants to make Nayla as her daughter-in-law. Even several times Sarah coded Rizki to pay more attention to Nayla.
The dishes have come. They immediately enjoyed it while talking, perhaps more precisely listening to Sarah speak. The woman had since come over already spoke at length. Yasna responded just as badly as Nayla and Rizki.
"Mom Yasna, the shrimp here tastes good why not try it?"
"Sorry, Miss Sarah, I'm allergic to shrimp."
"I'm sorry I don't know."
"It's okay."
"Means you've never tasted shrimp meat? Though it's delicious. Sorry, sorry." Sarah shut her mouth because she was too tired.
"I used to eat it when I was a kid. I was curious to know what it was like because my friends said, shrimp tastes so good, but I ended up going to the hospital. After that I no longer dare to eat shrimp." Yasna chuckled remembering her mischief as a child.
"After that incident your allergies never recur?"
"Ten years ago I also had a relapse."
"You're eating shrimp again?"
"No, just shrimp powder."
"Shrimp powder?"
"Kokinya want to give shrimp flavor in food, without adding shrimp. For others it may feel good, but not with me" replied Yasna, who was taken in by Sarah.
After enjoying lunch Yasna wanted to leave. He has to pick up his daughter. The woman did not want Afrin to wait too long.
"Sorry, Mom, Sarah. I think I should go first. I have to pick up my daughter at her school."
"Daughter of Miss Yasna what grade school?"
"Ten grade, Miss Sarah."
"It's big, yeah, Mom. I guess Mom's son is still Junior or Elementary School because Mom looks young."
"My first child is already working. Probably the same age as Rizki."
"Oh, yeah! But you still look like Rizki's sister" said Sarah who was like that in reality. Yasna always looked after her body even though she never went to the salon.
"Mom could have praised. I have never been to a treatment center, I rarely go to a salon. I'm often at home" Yasna replied chuckling.
"Mum Yasna's husband must be at home."
"Thank God, Mom. I'm sorry, I'm afraid my son waited too long" Yasna replied with a smile. "Auntie go first, Nay. Assalamualaikum."
"Yes, Aunt. The waalaikumsalam."
Yasna immediately left the restaurant and headed for Afrin school. He did not want to be late to pick up his daughter.
"Is Miss Yasna nice to you, Nay?" ask Sarah.
"Tante Yasna is good, really, Auntie."
"How can you know him?"
"We worked together to build the boutique. We are also looking for suppliers of fabrics for Our Boutiques" replied Nayla.
He did not want to assume the boutique was his own because the funds were from Yasna so, it was better for everyone to assume the boutique was his with Yasna. Although everything was held by him himself.
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