Not the Perfect Wife
316. S2 - Happy
A month has passed, Khairi really proves his words. He became the man responsible for everything he did. The man also became more patient in facing anything.
Everyone around Khairi was happy about the change, especially the office employees. They did not expect, men who used to be angry, now become more polite to anyone.
There was a morning meeting today. Khairi was ready with his formal clothes. The man went to the dinner table, preparing to enjoy breakfast. However, he was surprised to see a sight that had been this one month invisible.
A woman is preparing breakfast at the dinner table, who else if not Afrin. Khairi's eyes were already glazed over. He was very happy because he was too happy, but did not dare to approach. The man was afraid that what he saw was an illusion.
"Good morning, Mas" Afrin said with a smile.
Khairi immediately ran over and hugged his wife, after being convinced that it was real. She cried, shedding the yearning that this one month had already piled up. Not much different from the man, Afrin also misses her husband very much. The woman returned the husband's embrace and could vapourize everything.
"I miss you. I love you," whispered Khairi with a hoarse voice and tears still rushing.
The man broke his arms and cupped Afrin's face. He kissed his entire face gently without missing an inch. Both of their faces were soaked with tears. But they don't care.
Bik Asih and Fatma who saw this incident also shed tears. Both of them know how their employers are trying to change. The man also treated Fatma like a sister, making the girl feel flattered. Fatma had also abandoned her desire to be with Khairi, after seeing so much love between her two masters
"I'm so happy to see you in this house. Forgive all the mistakes I've ever made. Sorry, it has hurt your heart" said Khairi while fusing his forehead with his wife's forehead.
"There's no need for an apology anymore. I'm happy to see you change and I hope it's not a temporary change."
Khairi remembered something, he released himself from Afrin and switched to rubbing the wife's flat stomach. The man smiled with tears still flowing.
"How's our son doing?"
"He's kind, very good, although I sometimes vomit, but still normal limits" Afrin replied.
Khairi bent his legs and made the knees as a buffer for his body. His face was right in front of his wife's stomach. He kissed Afrin's flat stomach. There is a sense that cannot be expressed. The man had been waiting for this moment for a long time.
"Papa's son, how are you? It's fine there. Don't make mama difficult! We must make him happy" whispered Khairi who then embraced his wife's belly.
Afrin wiped her flowing tears. He's very happy today. Not only Khairi, the woman also learned a lot during the one month they separated. Afrin only sentenced her husband to one month. The six months he had planned were just discourse.
Actually the woman intends to come back if her husband really changes. It turned out that Khairi understood his goal and was willing to change for the better in a short time otherwise, then perhaps the punishment would increase even longer. It also tormented him greatly.
"Come, we'll have breakfast, Mas. I've cooked for you" Afrin took with her while pulling her husband's body to stand.
"You cook, honey?" ask Khairi.
"Yes." Yeah."
"What time did you come? Why don't you go in the room?"
"Before dawn" Afrin answered while sitting in a chair followed by Khairi. "How can I get in, if you lock the door from the inside."
"Oh, yes, sorry."
Since Afrin's departure, Khairi has always locked the room if she is sleeping. He wanted to calm himself down without any interference from anyone.
"This is please" said Afrin, handing over a plate of rice and side dishes.
"Thank you, dear." Khairi ate so voraciously.
The man always saw his wife. He didn't expect to see her today. After finishing his breakfast, Khairi still looked at Afrin who was still sitting while snacking.
"Today I'm off, honey."
Afrin widened her eyes. Just changed well, why now want to come back again? Khairi who saw it only showed a row of his teeth.
"Mas, there's a meeting, right?"
"Yes." Yeah."
"Now departing, the responsibility used to be the same job."
Actually Afrin is also hard to let the husband go to work today. Just like Khairi, she also wanted to spend a lot of time together. However, the company still needs the responsibility of her husband.
"Alright, Honey. Later after my work is done, I will go home and you must not forbid me. I still miss you a lot" said Khairi, who is taken by Afrin.
Khairi got up from his seat and hugged his wife who was still sitting. The man kissed the top of Afrin's head while rubbing the woman's stomach.
"Come, I'll drive you forward!" take Afrin while walking with her husband's arm.
"You're not leaving anymore, are you, honey?" ask Khairi as soon as they get to the terrace.
The man was afraid when he came home, Afrin was no longer home. He did not want this happiness to just leave.
"No, Mas. I'm not going anywhere. This is my home. I'm sorry if yesterday I made you sad because I felt it too, but really this time I won't leave unless you ask."
"I can't do that. You are everything to me. My life is meaningless without your presence."
The two hugged again, a drop of tears fell soaking the cheeks that were originally dry. Not because of sadness, but because of happiness. They will appreciate the meaning of togetherness after this separation.
"Yes, I'm leaving first. Don't cry anymore, I don't want these pretty eyes to shed tears" Khairi said, rubbing his wife's wet cheeks.
"Yes, Mas, be careful on the road."
"Don't go anywhere. If you want to go call me first, I'll send the office driver for you."
"I can drive myself, Mom."
"No, from now on you go with the driver."
Afrin sighed, she lived wherever it turned out to be the same. At Mother Yasna's house, Bu Nur's apartment, in Mama Merry's village, they always restrict the woman's movements. Indeed, all this time he always lived moving from his parents' three houses.
At first he wanted to calm the mind with fun, but the mothers actually made him upset because they always forbid anything he did. However, Afrin was happy to be able to get affection from them.
"Alright, Mas, I'm not going anywhere, just at home" Afrin said with a forced smile.
"It's good that way. I'm leaving first, assalamualaikum." Khairi kissed the wife's forehead, which she replied by kissing the back of her hand.
"Getishalight."
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