Not the Perfect Wife
122. S2 - More amazed
"It seems, it's very late. We have to go home, Mr. Emran," said Mr. Romi.
The man felt bad for disturbing his superior family. Actually when his wife invites here Romi refused, but what power if his wife has been nagging all night.
"Oh, yes, Mr. Romi. I've understood. Thank you for stopping by and also thank you for the food. You've been very bothered to bring it," said Emran.
"No, Sir. We just carry it. We're Pamit, sir." Mr. Romi's family say goodbye to the Emran family.
Emran and his family drove Mr. Romi's family forward, until their car left the house. There was a sigh from them, as if they were free from trouble.
"You're all right, brother? At that time, Mother was confused to say what," chirped Yasna after the departure of Mr. Romi's family while hitting Aydin's shoulder.
"What, anyway, Mother. I'm just looking for an excuse. surely they want my soul mates with her pretentious daughter. So Aydin told me a story."
"But that's not it either. It's called you vilifying yourself. It must be Mr. Romi's family thinks you're not a good man."
As a mother, Yasna was not willing if her son's good name was ugly in the eyes of others, but this was Aydin himself who misnamed him.
"Let's just be it, better. They won't match their daughter to me and I don't have to pretend to be nice" Aydin said. He doesn't care about other people's views of him, the important thing is that his family always believes in what he does.
"You are just there. Up yours. Come on, let's go in, it's night. You guys sleep."
"Yes, Mother" said Aydin. "You sleep in your own room. Don't try to enter my room, yes, I'm tired," Aydin told his sister and soon passed first.
"You slept in brother's room, Dhek?" yasna asked Afrin who was answered with a whimper by the girl.
"Yes, Mother, last night overslept the story. He wants to go back to the room, uh, even fall asleep until morning."
"Where do you sleep?"
"So I slept on the couch."
"You, yeah, you're tired of making me sleep on the couch, too."
Actually Yasna was happy, it showed the closeness between her two children. Many children are not close to their siblings, for reasons they are already older or they are of different sexes. Yasna was grateful it didn't happen to her children.
"Sorry, Mother. His name is also overslept" Afrin said.
"Yes, you sleep there! Don't go to my sister's room."
"Yes, Mother." Afrin immediately went to her room. And so did Emran.
"Want to make tea or coffee?" bargain with Yasna before she gets to her room.
"No need, honey, I'm sleepy too. Come on, let's just sleep!"
"Yes, Mum." Yasna followed her husband into her room. He has been very sleepy since then.
*****
Today Yasna has an appointment with Nayla to meet. They will discuss some promotional materials for their boutique, which will open in one week. Regarding the fabric, Nayla chose to buy it. He's been trying to find suppliers, but it's very difficult for a start-up business like himself. Although now what he bought is fairly cheap, but still prioritizes quality.
"Yes, you're good, yes, Nay" Yasna said as she looked through Nayla's designs.
Yasna recognized the greatness of Nayla, as a new person in this world. Hopefully what the girl did was acceptable to everyone.
"It's normal, Auntie. I still need to learn a lot."
"It's really good, I'm interested in buying everything."
"Don't dong, Auntie. If aunt buys everything. What's my promotion, dong?" sahut Nayla chuckles.
"Yes, I know. Later if you make a new one, I make one, huh?"
"Thank you" said Yasna. "Regarding the opening ceremony, have you prepared everything, Nay?"
"Already, Auntie, it's almost over. We make a simple event.it's a thanksgiving event so, I make a prayer event together."
"That's better, it's important to pray for this boutique to get ahead."
"Yes, Auntie, it was also my purpose to hold the event. I don't want to waste money just for a moment's party."
"I'm more impressed with you, Nay. Not only are you good, but you are also very smart. Not only do you think of yourself, but of others around you."
"I just feel sorry to see them, Mom. They tried to find a job, but they didn't get it. Though they have a family to be blessed, let alone have parents who are sick. It made my heart feel sliced because I felt it too. When my mother was sick, I had no money at all, to take her for treatment."
Nayla was sad to remember what happened to her first. No one helped him. He doesn't want others to feel what he feels. Enough of the girl and her mother to feel.
Yasna is also increasingly amazed at Nayla. At her current age, she thinks more of others than herself. Though many girls his age are more concerned with personal pleasure. Not infrequently to trouble his parents.
"Tante, it's noon. We'd better have lunch first."
"Yes, preoccupation with talking to you until you forget the stomach has not been filled. Come on, let's eat! Let Auntie do the deal."
"No, Aunt. I am the destiny."
"Where can that be, I don't accept rejection. Now I'll buy you tomorrow. Come on!" take Yasna with you while pulling Naila's hand.
Yasna did not want to trouble the girl. She knows Nayla is still struggling financially so Yasna tries not to offend her with what she gives.
They board Nayla's car towards a restaurant that Yasna shows.
"We eat here. Aunty prefers Indonesian cuisine."
"Yes, Aunt. I'm an all-eater, really, Auntie." They both laughed.
"You're all right, come on!" Yasna invited Nayla into the restaurant.
Just a few steps Yasna came in. It was like seeing someone he knew. After careful attention, it was true that the woman recognized him. Yasna silently smiled, she was planning something.
"Come, we'll go there!" Yasna walked while pulling Nayla's arm and taking her to sit in an empty chair. They order food according to their taste.
"Mother" said a man who was none other than Aydin.
"Aydin! Are you here too? You're not working?" asked Yasna who pretended not to know the whereabouts of her son even though she had seen it before.
"Work, Mother. Here also work. I just finished the meeting."
"You've eaten, haven't you? Mother Nayla wants to eat. If you want to let Mother order." Yasna bargained.
"By, Mother. It was also a little meal," Aydin said as he glanced at Nayla.
Though the man was already full, but somehow his lips wanted him to lie. In the office there is a lot of work that has not been completed.
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