Not the Perfect Wife
295. S2 - Getting to know besan
"Mother, don't look. The eyes of Mas Khairi are so sparkling, that it may be sleepy. It's his passion to meet, Mother," said Afrin, cradling in the arms of her in-laws.
Nur is glad Khairi's wife is not like the daughter-in-law of her neighbors. She treats herself like her own mother. His son was very happy with his marriage. It can be seen from their behavior. Although the two were not friendly in front of her, Nur knew that they were protecting each other.
Mr. Hari had only been able to shut up once in a while to glance at Khairi and the three women behind through the rearview mirror. He was curious, why did the man beside him suddenly call the middle-aged woman, Mama? What is the relationship between them?
Khairi who knew if the driver-in-law was glancing at him also explained who the two women were.
"Sir Hari, meet my mother and sister."
"Greetings, Madam, Miss," said Hari. Although he was surprised, he still greeted the woman by lowering his head slightly towards the rearview mirror.
"Don't call Madam, sir. I am a nobody" said Bu Nur.
"Yes, Sir. I'm not comfortable being called that either" Laily said.
"You're my employer's family, there's no way I'm presumptuous to call out names."
"Already, Mom, Laily! Its alright. Now Laily, you please show the direction of the nearest mall or you just tell me the name of the mall so that Mr. Hari is looking through a mobile phone" said Afrin.
"Yes, Brother. I'll show you." Laily also showed the direction of the nearest mall.
Not long after, they finally arrived at the mall. Khairi walked first with his mother. He also wanted to take his sister on the other side. However, the girl refused to be touched. Not feeling disgusted or anything, Laily felt strange being touched by men.
Bu Nur had already explained, if it did not matter because they were brother and sister, but Laily still refused. Khairi did not force him. Finally the girl walked behind her mother by holding her sister-in-law. Of course it was on Afrin's initiative. While Mr. Hari was waiting in the car.
They bought some games for Bu Nur and Laily, as well as Khairi and Afrin. Both of them were forced to buy clothes because they did not want their mother and sister to feel uncomfortable. After walking around, they went to a restaurant.
Their bellies are asking to be filled. Getting around had drained their bowels.
"Why order so much, son?" tanya Nur while watching every food on the table.
"It's okay, Ma. If it does not run out, it can be wrapped and brought home" said Khairi. That's not him at all. However, to make his mother comfortable, he was forced to say so.
Nur so remembered his past, when invited Hamdan to eat outside. It used to be this much food on the table for him ordinary things. As time goes by, seeing this much food, he thinks it is wasteful because it is definitely going to be wasted.
This was the first time Laily had eaten at such an expensive restaurant. Even though she worked in a restaurant, still the girl could not eat as delicious and expensive as this. Laily ate so voraciously. Moreover, Afrin who always adds all the menus into the plate of his sister-in-law. Although a little, but the food at the table is very much so, so quickly make it full.
"Ma, want another message? Maybe there's a menu that, Mama, wants?" ask Khairi.
"Nothing, this is more than enough" Nur replied. "Son, can you just call Mom, like your sister! I feel weird being called Mama."
"Well, if that's what Mama wants. I'll call you from today."
"Sister, if we don't take it home later, will we? Make dinner" Laily told Afrin.
"Yes" said Afrin. "You work at a restaurant, right? Where's the place?"
"There's in front of the hospital we passed earlier, brother."
Finally the middle-aged woman complied. It seems free to reject what Khairi already wants. Her son did inherit the nature of her ex-husband, stubborn and willing to win by himself. He prayed that the man's household would not be disturbed by anything.
Once at the hospital, Khairi applied to the administration. The man chose to see a general practitioner first. She doesn't know what her mother is sick of, nor does Laily ever know.
"It's okay, sir. I'm fine, just need a lot of rest" said the doctor after checking on Bu Nur.
"But, my mother coughs a lot, Doc!" Khairi.
"That's natural, sir. Given the age of the mother who is no longer young. From what I see mom's throat there seems to be a bit of strep. I'll give you a recipe for, Mom. Don't be late, yeah!"
"Yes, Doctor. Thank you" Nur said with a smile.
They return home after Khairi ransoms off the drugs at the pharmacy. She was relieved, but her mother was just plain sick. Previously the man was worried that something had happened to the woman because he still wanted to spend time with her.
"Mommy said that I'm okay, but you insist on going to the hospital" said Bu Nur as they headed home.
"At least now we can calmly hear the situation, Mother, fine," Khairi said.
The cell phone in the Afrin bag rang, the name of the Mother there. Soon the woman picked him up.
"Assalamualaikum, Mother."
"Waalaikumsalam, darling. Where have you been? Why not tell me?" ask Yasna who is across the street.
From the morning the woman wanted to contact her daughter, but she was afraid that Afrin was busy so Yasna postponed it. Until noon there was no news because he was desperate to contact his daughter.
"Yes, sorry, Mother. We just went for a walk with Mom, kept checking into the hospital. Thank God, I'm fine" replied Afrin.
"Where are your in-laws? Mommy wants to talk, video call only. Mother also wants to know the person."
"Yes, Mother." Afrin replaces the call with a video call and directs it towards her in-laws, but it still appears to be her.
"Mom, this is my mother, want to talk and get acquainted with Mom," Afrin told her in-laws, showing her to the camera.
"Assynolt, Mother. Introduce my name Yasna, the Mother of Afrin," Yasna said with a smile towards the iron on the phone screen.
"Waalaikumsalam, Mom. I am Nur Aini, Khairi's mother and this is my daughter, her name is Laily" Nur said.
"Well, that's pretty! Unfortunately my son is married" Yasna joked to make them laugh softly.
The two men also talked. Until the car stops in front of the house. Afrin forced to cut ties. Before the phone died, Yasna had advised on the iron if later to the city, she had to stop by the house. The mother of Khairi did not want to give false hope because she said God willing.
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