Not the Perfect Wife

Not the Perfect Wife
258. S2 - Disturbed bride-to-be


Time passed, not one more week, Ivan and Rani's wedding will be held. After the events of the day, Ivan began to send messages to his future wife, only to simply ask how she was or perhaps tell, the extent of their wedding preparations.


Although with a cold and flat tone of voice, at least the man was willing to try and try. At first Rani is a little strange with the attention Ivan gives her because she feels, the attention was forced. But as time goes on. The woman is getting used to it.


Rani has returned to her village. He will be there before the wedding ceremony. The woman must perform a ritual. Everyone was busy with this wedding, as was Ivan's family. Although all events have been submitted to the event organizer, but their families still monitor everything.


"Mas, one day before Madam Rani's wedding was held, I want to join Mother to Rani's house. No papa, right, I'm not with Kak Ivan's entourage?" ask her husband Afrin.


"It's okay, honey. Same thing, we'll see you there, right?"


"Yes, Mas" said Afrin. "I can't wait to see Mbak Rani wear kebaya and Kak Ivan ngucapin ijab qobul."


Afrina smiled as she imagined the beautiful face of Rani. Khairi just sighed. The shadow of her wedding day first, suddenly came just like that.


"I remember our wedding. At that time, I was stubbornly waiting for you to come, but instead I was late," said Khairi accompanied by his laughter, making Afrin laugh too.


Afrin's phone rang, Rani's name on it. The woman made a video call.


"Mbak Rani's phone, Mas. I picked it up first" said Afrin, who was taken by Khairi. He immediately shifted the video button to lift. "Hello, assalamualaikum."


"Waalaikumsalam" said Rani who was opposite. It was seen that he was in his room.


"What's up, Ma'am? Tumbens!"


"There's nothing, anyway, Non. I'm just tired of being in my room."


"Why in the room?"


"Can't go out with mom, especially if you go to the kitchen, can be omelin. She said the bride-to-be should not be in the kitchen. What, yes, he said? I don't know, there are too many bans. I got bored. One week here I have to stay in my room?"


"Why not go for a walk, Mother? In the village must be a lot of beautiful scenery." Afrin tried to make a suggestion.


"Other than that, the more you can't. Just get out of the house just can not, let alone walk," grumbled Rani.


Afrin laughed at it. He could imagine how full Rani was inside the house. Though his assistant included a home-based woman, whose daily life is always spent at home, but still not at home if you have to be locked in the room. Moreover, he who likes to go everywhere will definitely run away on the first day.


"Non Afrin, what, why me?"


"No, Ma'am. I just thought, what if it happened to me? Surely I will run away that second too," Afrin replied with a laugh making Rani also laugh.


The two talked about many things. While Khairi prefers to busy themselves with work. He did not want to disturb his wife who was comforting a bored bride-to-be.


While he was busy with some documents, Khairi's phone rang. Ivan's name there made the man sigh. His wife was bullied by the bride-to-be. While


"Hello, assalamualaikum."


"Waalaikumsalam, sir," said Ivan who was across the phone.


"Yes, what's wrong?"


"There's nothing, sir. It's just that I get bored at home all day and do nothing. My head is dizzy."


"You and your future wife are the same," muttered Khairi who could still be heard by Ivan.


"Wife candidate? Rani meant? What's wrong with him?"


"Wife candidate who else if not Rani? He said he was bored at home. You can't go anywhere, you can't do any work. She's only allowed in the room so, she called Afrin and made my wife ignore me. Now you do the same. You are indeed a matching couple, disturbing the peace of people only," muttered Khairi who made Ivan hold back his laughter.


"That's it, no need to think about it. What do you want to tell? Just tell me a story, I'll listen. I also did not do anything from earlier. I try to be busy with work, but I have nothing to do. It's all over yesterday."


"I'm confused, Sir. What to do, from just sleeping, eating, sleeping, eating, boring. Moreover, it should be one week I do all that," said Ivan made Khairi laugh. "Why, Master?"


"So Rani also said the same thing as you said. He is currently also saturated with activity by remaining silent. You are indeed a matching couple, you always concern yourself with various activities. Maybe in this way you will stop otherwise you will stay busy, whether until when."


"But, it's not like this either, sir. It's called torturing me slowly."


"Don't worry, your salary won't be cut just because you took time off. Even later your salary I'm overin, just think of a gift from me to the bride."


"Well, incidentally, why don't you buy me a house, sir. I need a house for me to live in with my wife."


"Just ask for a house. I don't own a house, I'm still in an apartment."


"Why didn't you buy a house? Isn't money, sir, a lot?"


The two men also talked about various things, from personal affairs to work affairs.


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Early in the morning, Afrin was shocked by the arrival of her in-laws. Just this time Mama Merry came to visit them after moving in.


"Mama! Please come in" said Afrin.


"Where is it, Frin?" ask Mama Merry.


"Still asleep, Ma. Today is a weekend off. Mas Khairi still wants to spend his time on the bed" Afrin replied. "I woke up for a minute, yeah, Ma."


Mama Merry was silent. He looked around the apartment. Everything looks so clean and neat. The woman thought, surely her son has hired a very deft man. Not long after, Khairi came down with a face that was still sleepy.


"Assalamualaikum, Mama how are you?" khairi.


"Well, why don't you ever play at home again? Are you and Mom not important anymore?"


"Yes, I'm sorry, Ma, there's been a lot of work lately."


"Where is your wife? Why not go outside?"


"Again in the kitchen, Ma. Maybe cooking again."


"Can he cook?" mama Merry asked with her eyes.


"Yes, can dong, Ma. She is a woman" Khairi replied as she was. The man understood what his mother's words meant, only he wanted to see how Mama Merry reacted when tasting his wife's food.


"Come, we're going inside! Maybe Afrin's done cooking. I'm hungry already" asked Khairi, who was taken by Mama Merry.


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