Not the Perfect Wife
50. Get closer
Yasna was bored, he decided to make Afrin's favorite cake, he did not know Aydin's favorite cake, maybe next time if there is time to talk, he would ask.
"Aunty, what else to do?" aydin asked, he saw Yasna busy in the kitchen as she took a drink.
"Make Afrin's favorite mud cake, Aydin likes what cake? Let's make Mommy."
"Brownies."
"Yeah, the chocolate's gone."
"Not just this, I like mud cakes too."
"Sorry, yeah. Next time we make it."
Aydin nodded his head and said, "May I help you?"
"May, you fill this mold with cookie dough, yes!"
"Heemm," Aydin murmured in response.
While Karina from a distance smiles at him, Aydin finally wants to interact with Yasna. Yasna's presence had a tremendous impact on her family, hoping that this kind of happiness would last forever.
"Thank God, finally done too, soon to come home, we pick it up, yuk! All of us bring this cake, Mommy wants to take you somewhere, want?" yasna asked Aydin with a nod of her head.
"Now you take a shower first, wait for Mother in the car."
Aydin immediately went to his room. While Yasna put the cake she made earlier in the box, she also had to clean herself first.
Today Yasna wants to have fun with her children, as well as get closer to each other, hopefully they are not bored.
*****
Today Emran had a meeting with David at a restaurant.
"I heard my former assistant worked with Mr Emran?" ask David.
"Right, sir," replied Emran.
"Does Mr Emran also recruit employees through connections?"
"During his work is good why not! All the work is good, baby if I have to miss it."
"Why don't you make him a secretary, he's also an expert in that field."
"Before I have said, if I am not comfortable working with a woman, Fazilah also proposed in another section."
"Does Mr Emran know why he quit my company all of a sudden?"
"I don't know about it, Mr. David. Please enjoy the meal." Emran tries to shift the conversation, he feels uncomfortable talking about other people.
After enjoying the food, Emran resigned himself, there is work to be completed.
"Sir David seems to have a heart with Fazilah" Hendra said on his way to the office.
"You want to gossip too?"
Emran and Hendra relationship is like a friend if outside work hours, even they do not hesitate to mock each other.
"Gue was curious, why did Fazilah release the big fish in front of him just like that."
"We don't know what happened to them, the one important thing that can't get them together is belief and that's the one thing that can't be messed around with."
Hendra nodded his head in understanding, nor was he an expert in worship, but he would not sacrifice his faith.
"Sir David is married, it's strange that he asks another woman, he never takes his wife out, does his wife get so ugly that she's embarrassed?"
"Husss, if you like the origin, he must have his own reasons, his wife is also beautiful. Now you focus ahead don't talk to anyone else."
"Where's Mr. David's wife looking forward to Yasna?"
"Moor!"
"Gue is just nanya, because you're muji people's wives, she's more beautiful than Yasna."
"Yasna is the most beautiful, no one can beat her, okay! Now focus."
Hendra held back his laughter, since Emran was married there was no day without mentioning Yasna's name, to make Hendra envious, someday he also wanted to have a wife as good as Yasna.
*****
"Mother, Brother!" shout Afrin.
"Where are you going, Mother?"
"Come, get in the car! Mommy will show me the place."
The car they were riding in left Afrin school, to the place Yasna showed me was the lake, where Yasna always went when happy or sad.
"We sit here" pointed Yasna at a long chair under a large tree.
Afrin and Aydin just follow her, Yasna sitting among the children. They enjoy the not-so-hot afternoon air while talking, though dominated only by Yasna and Afrin, Aydin only talks if asked.
"Well, Papa was not invited" said someone who had just come, who else if not Emran.
While on his way to the office, Emran gets a message from Yasna if he is currently taking the children out, Emran also asks Yasna to send their location.
"Father! Papa is here? Not work?" ask Afrin.
"Papa's done with work." Emran sat next to Afrin.
Aydin lowered his head, he still felt afraid of Emran, even though he liked to be ignorant, but he was most afraid if Emran was angry.
Yasna, who saw him, immediately grabbed Aydin by the shoulder, as if saying everything would be fine.
They joked while enjoying the cake that Yasna brought earlier, this time Aydin began to talk a little, he was happy to spend time with Papa and his sister, plus now there is a connecting mother who loves him so much.
"It's late afternoon, come on, go home!" Yasna tidied up the box of cookies and the bottle of drink she was carrying.
"Tomorrow we'll come here again, Mother?" pinta Afrin's.
"Yes, anytime, tomorrow Afrin has to go to school."
*****
In the evening Emran talks to Yasna in the room.
"Mas I bought this." Yasna showed CCTV in the shape of a ballpoint pen on Emran.
"Is this what you meant yesterday?"
"Yes, Mas. I can't possibly let Aydin get blamed for what he didn't do."
"I trust you, whatever you do is for the good of the children" Emran said. "I see Aydin is getting soft now."
"meaning?"
"You must understand what I mean."
"Maybe this is the wisdom of a problem, after Aydin got in trouble making our relationship closer."
"Oh yeah, I met Mr. David, he asked about Fazilah, did they ever have a relationship?"
"So, maybe they both like each other, but are separated by beliefs and social status."
"Did Fazilah quit his job because of Mr. David's marriage?"
"It can be said like that, uh, why do you like to gossip, anyway!"
"I'm curious, it seems Mr. David still hopes for Fazilah."
"Too much difference, after all Mr. David is now married, Fazilah may not want to be a second wife, let alone destroy the marriage of others, regardless of their marriage occurred because of business or coercion."
"You know a lot about Mr. David."
"Just a little hearing from Fazilah."
"That's it, don't talk about anyone else."
A message entered into Yasna's phone, immediately he opened it turned out to be a message from a new number and he was surprised when he saw the sender's profile photo.
'Where does he know my number?' ask Yasna in my heart.
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