Teach Me (Naina)
Chapter 129

"Mas does not have a special room here because it rarely comes. On this second floor is the office, the chamberlain, the secretary's room, and there's the boardroom." Alfin takes Naina around to the second floor of his shop.

The room is not closed, there are only tables and chairs and cabinets containing documents owned by the store. Everything is transparent, clearly visible without anything being covered.

"You're just like Papah, aren't you? that CEO?" Remembering Adrian, the owner of the towering high-rise building he came to before meeting Alfin.

"Yes, not really. I don't even have a special chair here. CEO here, Yusuf same Hamka. Those who arrange, if Mas is just a provider," kilah Alfin did not want the title pinned to him.

"Kalo Papah has a special room in the office. If you want to rest here, where, Mom?" Naina asked again as she landed her butt in the chair.

"Yes, in mushola. It's on the first floor, most Mas's sleeping there." Alfin pulled the chair beside his wife, grabbed the woman's hand and grasped it.

"Sorry, yes, because I just told you everything. Yeah, it was also because of getting caught. If not .. don't know, anyway. Umi and abi do not know. No one knows," said Alfin honestly.

Naina looked over, what was her feeling? He himself confusedly translated the sense arising in the recesses of the soul.

"Why?" tanyanya.

Alfin sighed, looked at the wife's shady face and rubbed it.

"Because only the right hand knows, the left hand does not need to know. Mas was afraid, when everyone knew who Alfin was. The thing that Mas fears the most, all of it will melt the initial intention of building this place. So, let everyone just know Alfin the mosque's marbot is not the owner of this store," said Alfin, filled with feelings Naina.

The sparkling world is always intoxicating, especially when equipped with praise, praise, and admiration of humans, sometimes causing pride in the heart. Sometimes become a khilaf, lost identity. Initial intentions based on sincerity, turning for profit. Alfie doesn't want that. So the title of marbot is more he likes than 'entrepreneur'.

"I don't know what else to say, Mom. All this surprised me." Naina rests her head on her husband's shoulders, grateful for the blessings of God without edges.

Without being asked, Naina willingly took care of all those poor children. Their affection, their spoiled attitude, their dependence, make Naina a useful mother figure. The smiles and laughter of the children, gave happiness to his heart.

Unknowingly, Naina's hand rubbed her own stomach. I hope the baby will be in their midst soon.

"Well, where do you think we're going for our honeymoon?" ask Alfin to remember the pending honeymoon plan.

"I have no choice, Mom. Wherever is important to you," answered Naina tightened her arms.

"Hmm ... Where to, huh? We stayed at the hotel, yes. Mas there have friends open a hospitality business on the beach. You must like it" said Alfin Naina.

His brain quickly thought of finding time to immediately carry out the delayed desire. I can't wait to hear it, they spend all the time alone.

"When, huh?" Think hard. Want it faster, but stamped a lecture event in the mosque.

"Abis the reception, Mas. 'Kan, not long after," said Naina reminded of the reception planned by both sides of their families.

Alfin recalled, exactly when the reception was held. He sighed, had to delay again.

"Next night we don't go home, yeah. Just stay at the hotel, yuk," asked Alfin in a warm tone. Too many distractions at home, want to make the dough, there is always something disturbing.

His cheeks meet considering last night almost caught by Adrian for playing behind the house. In order to please her husband, Naina nodded her head.

One or two nights, no problem. Their house is almost complete. Maybe they will soon be in after giving thanks. Stay close to children and no longer need to be confused looking for a place to play. Because in that house there were only the two of them.