Not the Perfect Wife
93. S2 - Afrin grieve
After school Afrin just stayed in the room, making Yasna confused. Did something happen to her daughter, but why did Afrin shut up when she came home?
"Afrin's not out yet, Mommy?" ask Yasna.
"So out just lunch and go to the room again. It also ate a little, Mom," answered Rani.
Yasna did not want to disturb Afrin's calm for a while. Let him think for a moment. If Afrin remained locked away until night, she would try to ask him.
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While at a company, Aydin had already finished his work. He intends to go home, the man just remembered if today did not bring a motorcycle. He decided to order an ojek online, unfortunately his phone ran out of battery.
Aydin thinks there may be taxis or other public transportation outside. He walked outside and could see that Airin was waiting for public transport.
"Hi, Airin," said Aydin after their distance was not too far away.
"Hi, Mas. Why are you still here? Where's motor?" Airin asked while looking left and right.
"So morning my bike broke down so, I was on a motorcycle taxi." Aydin cursed himself inwardly for saying that his father was a motorcycle taxi driver.
'I'm sorry, Pa. I had to lie.'
"Mas, what's going to go home?" airin asked, looking at Aydin.
"What is it."
"Home, Mas, which area?"
Aydin was confused, he did not know what to answer. There was no way she would answer her home address, Airin could have been suspicious.
"Oh, that's the ... area..Oh, I suddenly fell. I'll go to the toilet first, you go first." Aydin immediately ran into the company. Up inside he hides to be invisible to Airin. The man was relieved to escape Airin's question.
"Why are you hiding in there?" asked Emran who had just come out and made Aydin surprised.
"Papa, haven't come home yet?" tanya Aydin tried to give up.
"Not yet, Papa is deliberately waiting for you. How could Papa have left you here."
"But in front is Aydin's friend."
"You going home with papa or not? Really ribet, anyway!" Emran was upset, he was tired, but his son even asked to argue.
"Yes, Pa. Geez, what a sensi like a virgin," Aydin followed Emran.
Emran snorted at the sneer of his son. He walked first followed Aydin behind him because he wanted to hide his body, from the sight of Airin. Fortunately, the girl did not notice when Aydin left the company and got into the car.
Emran's car drove away from the company, towards the house they always missed. On the way Emran talks to his son about work.
"You why the hell? It's like seeing a demon, just now it's hiding" asked Emran
"Who is afraid of the devil? There was a friend of Aydin's, pa" said Aydin. Silence for a moment and Emran asked again
"How's Your Job?"
Aydin finally told Emran all of his work. The man was very happy with the way his son worked which was good enough for someone new to the business.
"You should learn more again because you are papa's replacement later. Papa is unlikely to hand over responsibility to Afrin. She's a woman, Papa wants her to be a good wife and mother. It wasn't Papa's intention to get in the way of his career, but being a leader would be a huge waste of time and Papa didn't want his time to be used only for work and to forget his responsibilities as a wife who looks after a mother," emran.
Emran will not prevent Afrin from achieving her goals, provided that the girl can take responsibility.
"I understand, Pah. I will try to do better" Aydin smiled. Her father had already given her trust and she did not want to upset her parents.
"Regarding the future wife. Papa won't mix it up. Whoever you choose, as long as she is a good woman, Papa will definitely bless you. Likewise with Mother, you must know very well how her nature. As long as you're happy he'll be happy."
"She's an amazing woman, Papa's so lucky to have her."
"It's not just Papa. Me and Afrin also feel very lucky to have him" said Aydin, who is owned by Emran.
After that there was no more chat. They are busy with their own thoughts, until they arrive in the yard. Aydin went down first and entered the house followed by Emran.
"Assalamualaikum" said Aydin and Emran.
"Waalaikumsalam" said Yasna. The woman immediately went out to greet her husband and son.
Ayden first kissed the back of Yasna's hand.
"I went inside first, Mother," said Aydin, who was taken by Yasna. The woman took the bag in Emran's hand and kissed the back of her husband's hand.
"Aydin didn't protest, Mom. Go home with you?" yasna asked them on their way to the room.
"That's how you don't know him." Yasna smiled at the grunts of her husband. He knew very well how his son's efforts were to mask his identity.
"Mas, take a shower first, let me get some warm water." Yasna entered the bathroom. While Emran is still sitting on the sofa probably because he is too tired.
"Mas, don't sleep, take a shower! The water is ready," Yasna scolded as she watched her husband close his eyes.
"Heem," muttered Emran who immediately went to the bathroom.
*****
At dinner. Afrin looked lethargic, everyone was aware of that. However, no one dared to ask, until they finished eating. Afrin stood up, she would return to her room, but Emran first prevented her.
"Afrin, sit down first. What's up, honey? Did something happen to you at school?" emran asked carefully so that his daughter would feel comfortable.
"Yes, you just tell me. Since coming home from school, you are in your room, not out" said Yasna, he was very worried earlier, not usually Afrin like that.
"There's nothing, Pa, Mother. Don't worry so much. I'm just doing a lot of work" Afrin replied with a smile, but they knew. The girl's smile, not from her heart. That smile felt bland and forced.
"True, nothing happened?" yasna asked, looking at Afrin, she wanted to reassure her.
"It's okay, Mother," replied Afrin. "I went to my room first, I still have a lot to do." Afrin soon passed without hearing the voice of the others.
"So morning when Papa nganterin Afrin. Did something happen?" ask Yasna who is still curious.
"There's nothing. Papa nurunin he's a bit away from school, as he requested," replied Emran. "Where was that?"
"Say Mr. Hari. Before he came, Afrin looked sad. He keeps his head down."
"Is it possible that Mr. Hari would reveal Afrin's secret?" Emran tries to guess the cause of his daughter's sadness.
"No, Pa. Mother has told Mr. Hari to disguise himself as his uncle. Mr. Hari also used Aydin's motorbike earlier."
They were silent thinking, what makes Afrin sad? The girl also seemed reluctant to tell. What was the matter was so heavy, that He did not say it.
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