
After Afrin got the jewelry she wanted, they headed straight for the watch shop. The woman did not understand the man's watch, she asked the husband who chose it.
"Mas, you're the one who chose. I don't know what Ivan's taste is. I also don't know which models are right for teenagers or adult men" Afrin said.
Khairi also saw a row of watches in front of him. Until he dropped his choice on a watch that was quite expensive. The man had no problem with the price. So too with the wife. After that they decided to go home.
Regarding the lingeri, Afrin refused to buy. He was embarrassed to buy such an item, better he order it online only. Khairi also agreed to the important thing his wife later bought. They left the mall by driving a car.
"You're so, honey coming with you, leaving tomorrow?" ask Khairi.
"Yes, Mas. I miss Rani too."
"Tomorrow I'll go to your house, yeah!"
"Yes, it has to be early in the morning, yes, wake up. You are very difficult to build or we just take it tonight in the mother's house" proposed Afrin.
"Don't, dong, honey! I'd also like provisions, before you go."
"Equired what?" ask Afrin who is confused. She did not understand what her husband meant by saying stock. "Food, won't it stale! If you put it in the refrigerator, it will taste different."
"It's not food, honey. Supply let me not get dizzy while you stay."
Khairi tries to code his wife, hoping the woman understands.
Afrin thought about it carefully. She tried to read the words her husband said. Until a few minutes later he understood the meaning of the provision that Khairi meant. The woman sighed, apparently not far from it.
"Yes, well, tomorrow we go to his mother's house" Afrin said with a restraint.
"Thank you, honey. You understand how I am doing."
Afrin flicked her lips without saying anything. Not that he didn't want to, it was just that he was embarrassed to say it.
"Where do you want to be taken now? Go to college or go home first, get a car."
"If you go home later, Mom. Go straight to campus. It's been ticking the clock, class's starting."
"All right, I'll take you straight to campus." Khairi also drove his car to the campus where Afrin studied. The streets were quite crowded, making their journey even longer and true when the woman arrived in front of the class a lecturer was giving his lecture eyes.
"Assalamualaikum, sorry, sir. I was late" said Afrin, bowing his head.
The lecturer simply nodded and let Afrin sit down. He's also new in so, won't punish anyone. Afrin was relieved, the woman followed the lesson to the end.
"Tumben you're late, Frin?" ask Zahra after class.
"Yes, I went to buy a gift for Ms. Rani and her husband."
"So I saw that Vira had started going to college again" Zahra said.
"How is he doing?"
"That's fine, but there were a lot of men who were as low as him."
"meaning?" ask Afrin who doesn't understand what Zahra means.
Degrading him? Words that are easy to understand without having to be explained. Especially after the case that Vira experienced, but Afrin needs an explanation this time. He doesn't want to assume a no-no.
"So many men came to him and offered him some things they had from Vira to sleep with them."
"Astaghfirullahaladzim, they are absolutely outrageous" said Afrin. "Then, how's Vira nanggepin?"
"He didn't say anything. Just walk away."
Afrin is increasingly worried about Vira's situation, but she can't do anything about it. If he had met his former best friend by now, he would have thought that Afrin insulted him. He better be quiet as if he didn't care.
"Would you like to see Vira?" ask Zahra.
"No, my husband is waiting ahead. I just go right back. You wanna go with me?"
"No, I'll just go home."
"Not to the restaurant?"
"Yes, then. I'll go back first, yeah. Assalamualaikum."
"Getishalight."
Afrin leaves Zahra for the parking lot, where the husband is waiting. His eyes were on two women sitting in the park. They are Vira and Siska. She was grateful that her friend was doing well. Hopefully yesterday's events teach him a lesson and make him change. Afrin continued her steps towards her husband's car.
"Sorry, yes, Mas. Wait a long time" said Afrin as soon as he entered the car.
"It's okay, you weren't in the law because you were late, right?"
"No, probably because it was also two minutes late" Afrin replied.
"There's no more? We're going home now?" tanya Khairi is taken by Afrin. They left the campus for the apartment.
*****
"Assalamualaikum, Mother!" afrin shouted as she entered her parents' house.
"Honey, don't shout" said Khairi, who was behind him.
"Yes, Mas, sorry," said Afrin passed into the house. "Assalamualaikum, Mother," said Afrin again when he saw his mother in the family room.
"Waalaikumsalam, you are a habit of shouting. I have a husband too, I'm not ashamed!" reproof Yasna.
"Yes, Mother, I'm sorry, I can't wait to see you, Mother" said Afrin to make Yasna snort.
"Khairi, would you like to join us today?" ask Yasna to her daughter-in-law.
"No, Mother, I'm with Ivan's entourage. I also still have work to do before I leave town" replied Khairi, who is owned by Yasna.
"If papa doesn't come, Mother?" ask Afrin.
"Your husband does not come, let alone Mother's husband. The two of them are the same, always the work," Yasna said, causing Khairi to scratch his non-itchy head. "But, it's okay, so we can still shop." he continued.
"What's up, this? Why are you talking about Papa?" ask Emran who just came out of his study.
"Who said Papa? We're just talking about Rani's wedding" said Yasna.
"Kirain is talking papa."
Emran knew that Yasna was complaining about her. He just pretended not to know. The man understood that his wife needed attention, but Emran really could not leave her job right now. Later after Rani's wedding, she will make up for it.
"Sorry Mrs the car is ready" said Hari, who had just entered the house.
"My suitcase is in my husband's car, Mr. Hari. Please take it, yes!" pinta Afrin's.
"Come, Sir! I opened the trunk" Khairi said.
"Yes, Den." The two men came out followed by Yasna and Afrin. Emran also took his wife forward.
"Mother, take good care of yourself, yes! You are also Afrin, do not make trouble in the village people," Emran told his wife and child on their steps.
"I've never been in trouble either, except for that person who first made trouble with me."
"That's the same."
"Different, dong, Pa!"
"As far as you are, both of you must be careful. Take good care of yourself."
"Yes, Pa, we will take good care of ourselves" Yasna said, hugging her husband.
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