Not the Perfect Wife
161. S2 - It is healed
"Mother!" Aydin was still shouting to call Yasna.
Yasna ran in a hurry. He was afraid that something might happen to his son because Aydin never shouted like that. The woman believes something must have happened. Once in front of her son's room, Yasna immediately entered without knocking on the door.
"What's wrong? You why?" yasna asked in a panic.
"Not me, Mother, but Nayla. He cried until it was like that."
Hearing Aydin's reply made Nayla panic. She approached her daughter-in-law and it was true, she was crying to the point of a whim.
"Why are you, Nay?" ask Yasna. But the one being asked was silent. "Nay, replied Mother. You why?"
Yasna was more confused because Nayla just kept quiet and kept crying. He saw the hand of his son-in-law holding his stomach, squeezed occasionally, as if he was holding back pain.
Aydin stared at his wife. He was confused as to what to do. The man doesn't know what happened to Nayla.
"You got a sick stomach?" ask Yasna who is Nayla.
"Do you want to come to the moon?" ask Yasna who was taken back by Nayla.
"Aydin, you ask Rani to make warm water, keep entering the bottle, quickly bring it here!" yasna's orders to her son.
"Yes, Mother." Aydin immediately ran towards the kitchen and looked for Rani.
Not long after, Aydin came with a bottle containing warm water. The man handed it to Yasna.
"Here, Mother."
"Nay, sorry. Mommy's getting on a little shirt, huh?" ask Yasna. However, he did not get an answer from his son-in-law.
Yasna immediately put the bottle in Nayla's stomach with a slight roll. That woman did it long enough. The crying of Aydin's wife had also begun to subside.
"How, Nay? It's not sick?" ask Yasna.
"It's better, Mother," replied Nayla.
Yasna was relieved to hear her daughter-in-law speaking. Fortunately he had heard of some of his friends who had experienced things like Nayla.
"When did your stomach hurt? Why not call Mother?" asked Yasna whose hand was still holding the bottle that was above Nayla's stomach.
The panic that Yasna and Aydin were feeling had already begun to subside. They are very afraid of something happening to Nayla because the family's daughter-in-law never cried before.
"Once ashar. I don't want to trouble Mother."
"Why can you think like that? Mother will actually feel guilty if you are like that."
"Sorry, Mother."
"Don't just apologize, but do. Anyway Mother does not want such an incident to happen again. Whatever you feel say to Mother."
"Yes, Mother."
Nayla feels guilty for causing Yasna and Aydin to fall into a fog. He just didn't want to trouble others, but it turned out that he was wrong. His family was getting bothered by him.
"Are you really okay? Let's go to the hospital" Aydin said.
"I'm okay, Mom. It's used to it."
"Is it really okay, Mother?" ask Aydin to Yasna. He wanted to convince Nayla of her answer.
"Mother doesn't know because Mother also never got sick like that before."
"It's really okay, Mom. I'm used to it like this" Nayla said. She tried to convince her husband that she was okay.
Aydin actually did not believe. He was still worried, but the man did not want to see his wife sad, so Aydin pretended to believe. Later he will ask other friends or doctors directly about what his wife experienced.
"Well, next time you feel sick, call me or call Mommy. I don't want this to happen again" Aydin said.
"Yes, Nay. You must call your husband or call Mother. Even if you are already in the apartment, you have to contact Mommy" said Yasna.
"Yes, Mother."
"Yes, thank you, Mother. Sorry to bother you."
"No need to apologize. You are also Mother's daughter."
Nayla just smiled in response. Many times she was grateful for having in-laws like Yasna not what her friends said, about their in-laws.
Yasna leaves Aydin and Nayla. He will continue his work. Emran is coming home soon, so the woman has to clean up.
While in the room, Aydin was still staring at the wife. It still looks on Ayin's face if he is still not calm if he does not know the state of his wife.
"I'm okay, Mom. Sorry to worry you" Nayla said as she looked at Aydin's worried face.
"It's okay" Aydin said by rubbing Nayla's head still lying down. "The water is getting cold, I'll ask Rani to make the water warm again."
"No need, Mom. I'm fine, I'm getting water ready for the bath first." Nayla will wake up from her sleep. However, it was prevented by Aydin.
"No, you just sleep. I can prepare the bath water myself."
"But-"
"Already, Nay. You're sick again. Later if you recover you can do all your duties again. Now you go to sleep."
Aydin's heart was still not calm. He was afraid something would happen to his wife.
"Yes, Mum." Nayla was lying on the bed. Aydin went to the bathroom to clean himself up.
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At dinner Yasna brought food to Nayla's room. He did not want his son-in-law to get sick again so, the woman brought him to their room and did not forget also, food for Aydin so that his son could accompany his wife.
"I'm okay, Mother. I can eat under the same other. I don't feel good eating here alone."
"You're not alone. Same with your husband too, this is Mother Bawain. You're still not healed right."
"But, Mother-"
"Have eaten, Mommy wants to go under the nemenin papa same Afrin." Yasna just passed by without waiting for an answer from her daughter-in-law.
Nayla feels guilty for Yasna. Though she was just a normal stomachache, but her in-laws treated her excessively.
"Oh, it's okay. Here I eat a bribe," said Aydin by taking a plate of rice.
"What are you, anyway, Mas? I'm okay, it's okay. I can eat by myself" refused Nayla who tried to snatch a plate of rice in the hands of her husband.
"Just think, Nay. I also want to feed you. Rarely, we can eat while bribes like this, right, romantic."
Aydin directed the spoon containing the rice to the front of Nayla's mouth. I don't want that woman to finally open her mouth.
"Replace, dong! My own time keeps eating. It's your turn."
Aydin also fed food with a spoon to his mouth. Without feeling two plates of food and two glasses of drink is up.
Aydin would bring their used plates down, but first prevented by Nayla, the woman did not want to be treated like a sick person. The man finally let his wife bring the plate down.
"Kok, you brought it here yourself? Where's aydin?" ask Yasna.
"I'm okay, Mother. Thanks to Mother's help, I am now healed. Don't worry too much."
"Thank God you're okay."
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