Teach Me (Naina)
Chapter 141

The days passed, the wedding reception Naina and Alfin held luxury at the Adrian residence. The door of the house was wide open to anyone. Not only important guests consisting of his business colleagues, officials, colleagues, but also ordinary people who have castes under them.

They blend into one, of course, with different banquets in order to respect each other's privacy. Naina looks so beautiful even though a piece of niqab fabric obeys the part of her mouth.

Salma smiled should the results of the plan so fitting attached to the body of the foster parents.

"Beautiful mom, yeah. Despite being covered in such a kayak, mother was still beautiful," Halwa looked at Naina in amazement.

The children of Alfin filled the feast with chants of the Qur'an verses they read as relay. Alternating one by one, Halwa is no exception, although not as fluent as her brothers.

"See the Quran, Deck. Don't get me wrong because look at the mother continues," reprimanded Salma opened Halwa's lips wide.

Not a few guests who admire their sweet and delicate voices. Everyone knew that the ten children were Alfin's foster children who he picked up from the streets.

"I didn't expect them all to have such a melodious voice" Naina said flattering the ten children of Alfin.

"They have talent from birth. Honey, no parents or family. Or maybe deliberately discarded because it is not desirable," said Alfin imagined the times in which he found them.

One by one they fell on the road. Sleeping in the store, under the bridge, some even scavenge for sustenance in the landfill. Except the Halwa he found since the baby around the mosque.

"May they be successful later in life. Aamiin's."

"Aamiin's." Alfin clasped Naina's hand after welcoming the wife's prayer.

****

In Jakarta, Fatih and his family have been getting ready since the early hours of the morning. He and Rayan will go using a different car because there is Rani who comes with them.

"Where's Aunty? Why so long?" Rayan glanced at the watch in hand, frowning at the streets awaiting Biya's arrival.

"That's Aunty's car!" Fathya exclaimed as Biya's car entered their yard.

"Let off now?" ask Biya without going down her car.

"You want to bring your own car, Biya? This journey is far away, you know," asked Fatih a little worried about his sister.

"Yes, Brother. I'm ordinary, though. Will not be left behind. I don't want to bother them." Biya moved her head pointing at Rayan and Rani.

The girl bowed in shame, especially when Biya's smile looked seductive because they were dressed in harmony.

"Yes already. Let's leave! Remember, don't be left behind!" remember Fatih while getting into the car after saying goodbye to mother and bi Sari.

"You be careful, greetings to Naina. Sorry, I can't come" said Fatih's mother to take them off.

"Yes, Mom. Do nothing at home. Just take a break," Fatih recalled before running his car away first.

Following Biya's car, then Rayan's car behind him. The three cars were on the highway at normal speed. Not sure what happened, Biya's car separated and was at the very back. However, he was still able to see the two cars that were with him.

After traveling for two more hours, they entered the city border. Biya once came to the city to attend a fashion show involving her designs.

Maybe bad luck is happening to him, Biya lost Rayan and Fatih's car. Then, his car suddenly stopped, breaking down on the road. He went down and checked, smoke billowing as he opened the hood of his car.

"Why should we go on strike, anyway? Duh, miss, right." He complained of annoyance. Wanted to call, but the phone suddenly died as if complementing his misfortune.

"Sorry, Ma'am. Can I help you?"