Not the Perfect Wife
42. I'm getting married
"Mom Karina, let's have dinner first! The food is ready, it will be cold later," asked Alina.
They all walked towards the central hall, where Yasna was preparing dishes.
"I'm sorry, Mom. We eat lesehan here. Our dining table is small, it won't fit, he he he."
"It's okay, ma'am, lesehan's more delicious."
"Please enjoy, this is our life as it is, whatever the dish is" said Hilman.
"What's important is that it tastes good, sir," said Karina. "Especially if the food gathers like this, it adds to the enjoyment."
They laughed when they heard it. It is true, everyone will say the same thing, because togetherness makes the bland so delicious, the ordinary becomes beautiful.
"I told you not to be too beautiful, why even more beautiful." whispered Emran to Yasna.
Yasna felt embarrassed and nervous, how Emran who used to be indifferent, now became smart to fight. It felt like Yasna just wanted to drown her face, thankfully no one heard.
Although their distance was separated by Afrin, still, when Emran whispered, no one would hear him, because the parents were engrossed in their chatter, while the children were enjoying the food.
"Why silence?" whispered Emran again.
"Well, eat first. It's not good to eat while talking." Yasna also whispered to Emran.
"I just want to slow down my eating, so that the longer I'm here."
Yasna turned her face away, she did not respond to Emran's words which further embarrassed her.
"Assalamualaikum." a man's voice from the front of the house.
"Looks like a guest, a minute, yeah!" Alina walked out.
"Getishalight." Alina opened the door and was surprised to see who was coming, she immediately came out and closed the door again.
"Why did you come here?" alina asked in a stifled voice, she couldn't possibly speak out loud, she was afraid the candidates for besan and her daughter-in-law would hear.
"I want to meet Yasna, Ma'am" replied the man who was none other than Zahran.
"You'd better go home, Yasna doesn't have anything to do with you. Don't make my daughter suffer any more, you already have a wife and children, just be happy with them."
"Mom, I want to go back with Yasna, I'm sure she still loves me."
Alina laughed, mocking her ex-daughter-in-law, it turned out that she had a very high sense of confidence.
"It is with confidence that you, after what you did to Yasna, still think that Yasna still loves you. What if things turn around, Yasna has another man and is pregnant with her child. What are you feeling?"
"Yasna is not that kind of woman, ma'am. I'm sure it is."
"Because Yasna isn't that kind of woman, she doesn't deserve to be with a guy like you. You must know what I mean."
The door opened, Yasna made Zahran look at her unblinking. His ex-wife looks so very beautiful tonight, natural make up with a simple dress, adding to her beauty and elegance. Especially if Yasna smiled, making any man look at her.
"Who is it, Mom. Why ...."
Yasna followed her mother because she never came back, she thought there might be something important, it turns out there is a man who really does not want to see her.
"Yasna," call Zahran.
"What's up, brother here?"
"Na, I want us to refer, I'll divorce Avi, I've taken our divorce papers to court."
"What does Brother mean? Why is it so easy to play a wedding? I don't want to be the destroyer of other people's households, I'll never come back."
"He destroyed our household first, not you."
"Not just him! Brother is also involved in it, you can't get married if one of you disagrees, the marriage happens because you both want it."
"I'm sorry, Na. I admit I made a mistake, but it was my mother's request, I couldn't turn her down. Can't you forgive my mistakes?"
"I've forgiven your mistakes, but I can't go back with you."
"Why, Na? Has anyone replaced me?"
"You mean?"
"I'm getting married soon." Yasna showed me the ring on her ring finger. "The other reason is because you've hurt my heart so much. Every time we meet and see your face, what I see is always the sight of the first time I see you, with your wife and son at that time. Even to this day, the shadow is still very clear. Please let me be happy, don't disturb my life anymore."
Zahran was silent, it turned out that he had hurt Yasna, the woman he loved so much. Does he have to give up? However, he still loved this woman so much, it was not easy to forget about her just like that.
"Mother" call Afrin, followed by Emran from behind.
"Yes, honey." Yasna turned her head, she was surprised by Emran's presence, but she tried to calm down.
"Call grandfather, why so long?"
"Yes, wait a minute" said Yasna. "Sorry, brother, I'll go in first."
Yasna enters the house with Afrin, while Emran is still staring at Zahran.
"I hope you don't bother my future wife anymore, you certainly know how to respect and appreciate others, No!" Emran passes into the house following Yasna.
"Why are you still standing here?" ask Alina.
"So Yasna's getting married to that guy? They're not married, I can still take them back."
"I won't let it go .. You have a daughter, right? You will do anything for their happiness. Let alone a mother .. she would risk her life for her children. That's what I'm going to do, I'm going to do everything for my daughter. It's been enough suffering that you gave her, I won't let you touch her, let alone return to her. Please go! Your presence is not expected, it only disturbs people's calm." Alina enters the house and closes the door, leaving Zahran alone.
Alina entered the house in a fit of annoyance, how not? He had warned the man many times to stay away from his daughter, but still he came again.
"Mom, why so long? Who is coming?" ask Hilman.
"Due, Dad. People lack of work, no home wants to come, finally here."
Hilman felt strange with Alina's answer, but he could guess who had come.
"Here it is, do not care, we just continue to eat it," said Alina.
They enjoyed dinner again.
"Do you have a plan? When will the wedding be held?" ask Hilman.
"No, Sir. I'm up to Yasna when she wants, but sooner is better." replied Emran while glancing at Yasna.
Everyone looked at Yasna, waiting for the answer from the woman.
"Why is it up to me? Why don't you just decide?"
"Maybe you have a wish so, I leave it to you."
"Nothing, it's up to you."
"All right, how about next month."
"It's not too fast, son," Hilman said.
"No, sir, it's just a marriage contract. After that family event so, it doesn't take long to prepare, how?"
Everyone nodded in agreement. Because it was from the beginning like it was the wedding plan of Emran and Yasna.
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