Not the Perfect Wife
168. S2 - Nayla fainted
"You rest first. I want to get breakfast for both of us" said Aydin. "What do you want to eat? Let me find him later."
"I want spicy pecel rice, Mas," replied Nayla with a smile sumringah.
"Cock pedes, honey? You have a stomachache, don't take it."
"But I want to, Mas," whined Nayla.
"Don't just, just porridge, huh? Later, if your stomach is delicious, just eat pecel."
"Cock porridge, anyway! Don't want to, like a kid. I want a pecel who's sick. Come on, Mum."
Nayla tries to seduce her husband. I don't know why he wants to eat spicy. Actually the woman wanted to eat a baso, but on second thought, it was still early morning. There must be no baso seller.
"Well, I'll find it, but if it's not there, I'll have to buy you some porridge."
"There should be. I want pecel." Nayla remained chuckle with her wishes.
"Yes, yes, I'll try, I'll go first. You don't go anywhere just rest."
"Yes, Mum."
Ayden immediately left his wife alone. The man was looking for food requested by Nayla. He headed for an Indonesian speciality restaurant not far from where he lived. Aydin ordered two rice pecels and two juices.
While Nayla who was in the apartment alone, feeling bored after the departure of her husband. It was only 15 minutes for Ayden to walk out of his apartment.
The woman came out of her apartment. He walked around where he lived. As soon as he got to the side of the road, Nayla saw a wet cake vendor. Soon the woman approached him.
She sees some cakes lined up, for some reason Nayla is eager to buy them, but the woman remembers something, that she did not bring her purse. If you take it first, it will be long, while Nayla wants it now.
"Come, Ma'am. The cake is delicious, sweet too," bargained the cake seller.
"Mom, I'm sorry, can I owe you first. I forgot my wallet" Nayla said.
"I'm sorry, Ma'am Not that I don't want to, but I don't know him. I was afraid, Ma'am, to deceive me. Where do you live, Mom?"
"I live in that apartment building, Mom," replied Nayla as she pointed to a building where she lived.
"Then, please just take the wallet, I will wait here. It's a place, isn't it far."
"But it will be long. My residence is upstairs" Nayla replied reasoned. Actually, he couldn't wait to eat those cookies.
"It's okay, Ma'am. I'll wait."
"But, I want it now, again" replied Nayla finally unable to cover her wishes.
"Then ask her family to bring her here. I'll definitely wait, ma'am!" The cake seller was very excited by Nayla's behavior.
The woman looked sad. He was very eager to eat the cake, but he had to postpone it to take the money in the room. Nayla was still staring at the cake lined up neatly, finally forced the woman had to return.
When Aydin arrived, seeing his wife across the street, he approached her and asked, "Darling, are you here? Why out? I, right, told you inside!"
Nayla who saw the arrival of Aydin immediately her eyes sparkled. She was so happy that someone would buy her a cake. The woman walked up to her husband and struggled in the man's arms.
"Mas, I want this cake, but I forgot not to bring money."
"What's the cake, honey?"
Nayla pulls Aydin to approach a nearby salesman. The man just complies where he's going to take him.
"Can you do what?"
"Mom, this is my husband, he will pay for the cake I buy" Nayla told the cake seller.
"Her husband is coming, Ma'am? Please choose which cake to buy."
Nayla pointed at some of the cakes she wanted. Aydin just looked at it, though in his heart he asked, why did Nayla buy so many cakes? There was no way his wife could spend it all.
After Nayla chooses, Aydin pays and they return to her apartment.
"Darling, can you spend it all? That's a lot, loh! Not to mention this is the pecel you asked for," asked Aydin while showing the food he brought.
"There's you, Mom. You'll help me spend it" Nayla replied guiltlessly.
"But I don't like it, honey. You know I don't like sweet things."
"It's not sweet, really, Mom. This is normal later you try deh, it must taste good."
"But I don't like it, honey. You better take it to the boutique. Love Fika with Via."
"No, Mom, you gotta help me eat this cake." Nayla still wants her husband to eat.
"Well, I'll help you eat, but just a little." Aydin finally gave up. He did not want to argue with his wife. Just this time Nayla asked for something so, the man tried to obey her. Even if it's a very simple thing. As much as possible he would make his wife always smile.
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Today Aydin presided over a meeting with his new secretary, Sofi, Hendra's nephew. Suddenly the phone vibrated, the name Fika was written there. The man couldn't possibly have picked up his phone in the middle of leading the meeting.
A few minutes later there was an incoming message from the same number, Fika. Out of curiosity Aydin opened it and he was surprised by the contents of the message that said if Nayla fainted. Currently Fika and Via are taking her to a nearby hospital.
The man immediately asked Sofi to replace him leading the meeting. He should immediately go see the state of his wife. Aydin drove his car at high speed. On the way the man contacted Vika and asked her about her situation, but the girl said that Nayla was still being examined by a doctor.
Aydin could not concentrate on driving a car. Several times, he almost hit another driver. Fortunately, the man survived until the hospital, which he had previously known from Fika. Soon Aydin ran to find the whereabouts of his wife.
In a hallway, the man saw Fika and Via who were outside the room. They seem so worried. Aydin immediately ran up to the two girls.
"Fika, how is Nayla? Where is he?" ask Aydin.
"Mak Nayla is inside, Mas. The doctor is checking on her" replied Fika.
"Why did he faint? What the hell is going on? Did he do a hard job?" ask Aydin streak.
"I don't know either, Mom. When I wanted to call Mbak Nayla because there was a buyer who wanted to meet, Mbak Nayla had passed out in her room."
Aydin rubbed his face rough. His wife vomited this morning and is now unconscious. What happened to Nayla? Is that woman hiding something from that guy?
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