Not the Perfect Wife
152. S2 - Wedding plan
"Mother is my role model. Thank you for being my parents. I'm so happy to have a mother" Nayla said, hugging Yasna.
"Mother is also happy to have you. You have to show everyone that you're a strong, great woman."
"Yes, Mother. I'll try to be a strong and great woman so that you'll be amazed at me."
Nayla is determined to be a strong woman. It would not be easy to be the wife of Aydin Al Husayn. The road he took was still very long because of that Nayla should not waver.
"Gini dong, this is just your daughter" Yasna said as she tightened her arms at Nayla.
He was very happy to get to know a girl like her, who was willing to fight for herself and help others. There are not many people like Nayla. I mean, if she was a girl.
"Mother, I have to go back to the boutique, afraid that there is something that Fika and Via cannot do" Nayla said after breaking her arms.
"Yes, be careful not to speed."
"Yes, Mother. Assalamualaikum." Nayla kisses the back of Yasna's hand and leaves the house.
On the way Nayla thinks, how lucky she is, to have a future husband like Aydin and a family of in-laws like Emran and Yasna. They are good to anyone indiscriminately.
The girl heard a lot from her friends if their in-laws were not as good as they thought. Not infrequently they often argue with their mother-in-law. Hopefully that doesn't happen to him. Nayla hopes Yasna will always be kind and love her like a child.
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"How did Mommy deal with the event organizer?" aydin asked as they were gathering in the living room, while watching a television show.
There's Emran and also Afrin there. However, they were silent, listening to Yasna and Aydin chatter by occasionally looking at the glass screen in front of him.
"Yes, that's it, because all the sudden events and Nayla too, don't have a picture of the recipe show so, all of it we're handing over is the same EO. Mother is also confused as to what kind of event."
Aydin nodded his head. He himself also did not have any plans regarding his wedding, which was important for him all went smoothly and sacred.
Every couple wants that. Father and mother blessing from both sides, it is very important for them so that someday the household he lived, easier and blessed.
"Didnayla say nothing? Maybe his wish, Mother?" ask Aydin.
"Yes, she said if she wanted her nuance to be white and light purple. He also wanted purple orchids."
"Young purple? Why should purple? Doesn't purple represent a widow?"
"Hush .., you don't talk like that. It's not good to believe such a thing. There are also many weddings whose decorations are purple. Don't believe such myths."
"Yes, Mother. I just heard it from the other guys. She said the purple symbolized a widow."
"You love to gossip now, yes, sister!" cibir Yasna squinted her eyes.
"Just a denger, Mother. Time there chat me cuekin. No manners dong his name" Aydin smiled.
The man knew his mother didn't like him talking that way. Moreover, believe in the unknown truth.
"Just tell me that brother likes to gossip. There are also many men today who like to gossip," interrupted Afrin who deliberately wanted to make his mother give ramblings to Aydin.
"You just follow along. Just look at the television show. If you don't want to watch, here let you watch football" said Aydin by trying to seize the remote control in his sister's hands. However, Afrin tried to stand up and hide it.
"No, it's delicious, it's fun too. Yes, right, Mother," said Afrin with a sling on Yasna's arm spoiled.
Aydin could no longer dwell if Afrin had been struggling with her mother. There will definitely be a long talk tonight. The man chose to sit back.
"Keep, let alone Mother, what does Nayla want?" ask Aydin again.
"Nothing, that's all. If you don't want to add something yourself? Later Mommy will tell the event organizer," asked Yasna.
Every human being would want a marriage only once in a lifetime because of that, Yasna did not want her son to regret for not expressing his wishes.
"Brother marriage why don't you have something to desire, anyway! Everything is in the same EO, not creative," Afrin said.
"Let's just say, Brother has no desire at all."
"If it's about Nayla's wishes, you agree, right?" ask Yasna again.
"Again, Mother. No matter what color the decor is. Actually yesterday I was afraid that Nayla was like my weird wife."
"Weird how?" Yasna squinted her eyes, she was astonished by Aydin's intentions.
"My future wife wants her nuance like a pink doll, someone wants to be a queen of a day like Cinderella. I, too, would be horrified that Nayla like that might be funny to women, well me!"
Yasna and Afrin laughed. They did not expect that Aydin could think like that. As women, they never thought about it.
Their laughter did not stop making the corners of Yasna's eyes water, nor did Afrin. They did not expect that Aydin could think about what his friend had said. Though all this time the man was known as the bodo period on anything.
Aydin glanced lazily at the two women he held dear to him. He knew what he said was indeed laughable, but being laughed at like that also made the man feel ashamed. Even Emran was laughing even though it was just a small laugh.
"Geez, why can you think like that? I never thought about it there. Especially Brother Nayla who is mature-minded. Where would he want to do such a show."
"My friend's wife is like that, so I'm a little horrified, too."
"But they must have idolized it. As for Nayla, there is no code to like something like what I said earlier," said Afrin who was still laughing.
"Of course, you are not good like that" said Emran.
"Sister is funny."
"If you know this, I better not tell you this," Aydin said in a soft voice. "I'm going to the room, I'm going to call the wife."
Aydin went to his room. Yasna rubbed the corner of her watery eyes and was still trying to ease her laughter.
"Honey, already, do not have to overdo his laughter," said Emran.
"Yes, Mas. It's also been trying to nahan from earlier."
"Afrin, no schoolwork? From there watch the soap opera continues," asked Emran to his daughter
"It's over, Pa, this afternoon helped also Mother."
"It's time to go to bed. It's night." It's night."
"It's still nine o'clock, Pa."
"What time do you want to sleep? Get some sleep! School's late tomorrow."
"Yes, Pa," said Afrin with a frown.
The girl stood up and went to her room. While in the living room there are still Yasna and Emran who are still talking. There's a lot they have to prepare for Aydin's wedding.
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