Not the Perfect Wife
192. S2 - Little parrot
"Thank you, Nuri. You have given me your vision. I can see how beautiful your niece is. You would be so happy if you could see. I gave her the name Nuri so that later she could also be like you, being a good and righteous woman. Later I will tell him about you and you don't worry, I will make the most of this vision" Aydin said beside a mound with a gravestone that read Nuri Maulida.
"I'm sorry, too, I can't repay your love. All my love I've given Nayla. May you be happy there."
The man sprinkled the flowers he bought on the side of the road. The man also put white lilies, Nuri's favorite flowers, according to Afrin's confession earlier when buying flowers.
Do not forget the prayer Aydin addressed to the late house to be placed in the paradise of Allah later. That's all he can do now.
"I'll say goodbye, assalamualaikum." Aydin stood up and walked towards the car where his sister was waiting.
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One year has passed. The treatment that Nayla did was successful and she was declared cured of cancer. However, the woman still had to wait another month to go home even though the woman was impatient, wanted to meet her daughter who was now able to walk.
Nayla just got word from her husband who is currently in Indonesia. She also knew about what happened to her husband and Nuri. The woman also did not mind Aydin's decision to give her daughter the girl's name.
He was there with Aunt Rini. During this time indeed if Aydin returned to Indonesia, the man always asked Rini or Yasna to come to accompany his wife while she was away.
Aydin in Indonesia is taking care of some very important work. He also misses his daughter who once a month the man visits because he has to accompany his wife to seek treatment.
"Papa," a typical babble from little Nuri.
"Darling, can you call Papa now? Go, here!" call Aydin, immediately Nuri walked step by step towards where her Papa was standing while stretching out her hands.
Nuri was very happy when her father picked her up and carried her. He laughed giggling. The little girl longed for her father.
"Papa."
"Yes, Honey. This is Papa soon mama will be home, Papa will know mama, yes!"
"Ma, tuh," said Nuri while pointing at Yasna.
"That's dear Oma not mama. My mom is in Singapore. One more month will be home."
"Tate" said Nuri, pointing at Afrin.
"Yes, that's Auntie. Ugly aunt, huh?"
"Just son, it's beautiful gini. Yeah, right, Nuri?"
"A antique date."
"Yes, it's good to be aunty" Afrin said, pinching Nuri's cheek, making the little girl cry, complaining to her papa.
"Afrin, you're pinching a child until it's sobbing" Aydin scolded as he rubbed Nuri's cheek.
"The end of the week knows," said Afrin.
Nuri did look so fat and adorable, making anyone who saw her want to pinch her cheeks. Yasna babysits her granddaughter alone without the help of a baby sitter. She was so happy to finally feel the feeling of taking care of the baby. Although sometimes make Emran upset because it feels neglected.
Emran and Aydin often offered baby sitter services, but were rejected by the woman. Even Emran once brought in a woman who would babysit Nuri without notice, making Yasna angry and expelling the woman.
"Then you don't take Nuri again. Can my child's cheeks decrease?" aydin
"What? lebay," cibir Afrin. "Here we go! Before missing the plane" continued Afrin.
Aydin will return to Singapore, accompany his wife and return one more month with Nayla. I hope everything is okay after this.
"Yes, this is also about to leave" Aydin replied as he handed Nuri over to Yasna. "I go first, Mother." Aydin said to Yasna, kissing the back of the woman's hand.
"Yes, be careful, don't speed."
"How to speed, right, who drove Mr. Hari," said Aydin.
"Lord, Papa's leaving first, huh?" pamit Aydin kissing his daughter's cheek. "Yes, I'm leaving. Assalamualaikum."
"Waalaikumsalam" said Afrin and Yasna.
"Da da Papa," Yasna said as she waved Nuri at Aydin.
"I also want to go, Mother," Afrin said after Aydin's car was not seen.
"Where are you going? You, right, have finished the exam?"
"You look around the campus, Mother."
"Can you, now do you register online? Why go to college?"
"I want to see the real way, Mother. What kind of campus, not just through the picture doang."
"Yes, yes, it's up to you. Just don't do anything that's forbidden."
"Yes, my chatty mother. I will always remember all of your advice. I'm going first. Assalamualaikum" said Afrin, kissing the back of Yasna's hand and the cheek of her son.
"Yes, careful. The waalaikumsalam."
Afrin went to drive a car from Emran on her birthday two months ago. The girl drove her car at a moderate speed while listening to music. He was not too hasty either.
When the red light came on Afrin stopped. However, suddenly a car hit him from behind to make him surprised. The girl immediately went down and saw what happened. Afrin sighed because her new car had been scuffed.
The car owner in the back came down. Nayla is furious, but she tries to hold him back. The girl did not want to embarrass herself because she was in a public place.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean it" the man said.
"Inadvertently how? Lookie! My car's chafing."
"So I was in a hurry. My employer has an important meeting."
"Sorry, yes, sir. It's not just your boss who is busy. Everyone is busy too, but you should be able to keep other road users safe. Not just you."
Afrin was upset with the man. Lucky he's okay. What if something happens to her. Afrin and the man were involved in a chocolate check and got the man's boss out of the car.
"Ivan, why so long? You know I have an important meeting?" ask the man's boss.
"Sorry, my Master accidentally bumped into this Miss."
The man looked at the car in front and saw the owner. Suddenly he was silent. The man was amazed by Afrin's beauty and kept staring at her. Just this time he saw a woman who was so eye-catching. I didn't realize the woman in front of me was asking.
"Why do you see me like that?"
The man was still silent.
"Sir, why do you see me like that?" ask Afrin this time with a louder voice, so that the man resuscitated.
"Yes ... You are very pretty. Introduce my name Khairi" said the man, extending his hand.
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