Teach Me (Naina)
Chapter 151

"Be careful, kids! My mother!" Naina waved her hands to let go of Alfin and his children.

He went back to the kitchen to help Auntie clean up their breakfast.

"It's okay, Non. Let us just do it," said Auntie unkindly.

Naina smiled, the hands that were used to working were unable to remain silent. Always want to work on this and that, tidying up anything that looks messy.

"It's okay, Bi. I don't feel like it if it's just diem. Kayak gatel that," said Naina while carrying dirty dishes to the sink and wash it.

Aunty was filled, Naina always helped them even though all the maids refused. For all sorts of reasons he always managed to keep them quiet. When Adrian shows up, the man never makes a fuss about it.

Biya appeared while yawning widely, after talking to Salma he again snored.

"Aunty wants breakfast?" naina asked as she placed the dish she washed into the storage area.

"Yes. Sorry, yes. Aunty kesampangan, abis praying at dawn Aunty slept again," said Biya while opening the food lid for breakfast, while Fatih and Seira had breakfast first.

"You wanna be won? Bu Sei and everyone had breakfast," Naina bargained as she pulled up a chair and sat down to accompany her.

"Can." Biya started her breakfast. Accompanied by Naina, will occasionally talk trivial about anything.

"What does Alfin do?" biya asked on the sidelines chewing her food.

"Ah ... what, huh? Not working, anyway, Auntie. There is only effort," said Naina was wrong. He smiled awkwardly looking uncomfortable.

"Usaha? What effort?" Biya is investigating.

Naina sighed, with a smile she replied, "It's just a matrial shop, Aunty."

Biya nodded her head, continuing to eat with a hungry look. There was a pause in his hand movements, when Biya remembered Salma.

"Nai, you know Salma? The teenager who designed your wedding dress?" ask Biya suddenly.

Naina's forehead frowned, wondering inwardly. The question implies other means than asking about Salma.

"Yes, why? Auntie met him? He's great, isn't he?" Naina was enthusiastic, she even leaned closer to Biya.

"Yes. Great, very great, but unfortunately the education is not appropriate. Try to go to Jakarta, there is a special school." Biya sipped the tea that Auntie made.

Naina did not understand, the wrinkles on her forehead were piling up even more. "I mean Auntie?"

"Look, he has an incredible talent. If developed will be more amazing. Aunty intends to invite him to join the boutique Aunty, but he wants to continue his school first until graduation. Though there he can stay with Aunt and school so that his talent will grow," explained Biya made Naina understand.

As a parent, he consciously must support all the ideals and expectations of his child. Maybe later Naina will discuss it with Alfin. He nodded his head, understanding what Biya said.

"Do you know who his parents are? He said he did not want to disappoint his mother and father. He also said he didn't want to leave Dad. He's a obedient boy, yes. His parents are very lucky to have a good son like Salma. If you know who his parents are, Auntie wants to meet them, want to talk about Salma," said Biya mean it.

Naina. Do people know Salma? Wanna talk? And he was talking to one of them.

"Ekehms." Naina berdehem's. "Tante what are you talking about? I'll tell you later with Salma's father" Naina said with a smile.

Biya raised next to her eyebrows, dropping her back on the backrest while scaping her chest. Staring at the woman in front of him who was still waiting for an answer.

Naina's beard understood. He sighed preparing to surprise Biya.

"I'm his mother, Aunt, and Mas Alfin his father. So, by the way," Naina said with a smile.

Biya's breathing choked for a while, winking in disbelief, they were married and had a child as big as Salma. He shook his head, refusing while shaking his lips.

"No confidence." Biya kept shaking her head.

"Salma is our son, Auntie." Naina was not offended at all.

"Aren't you just married? How come you've got a kid as big as Salma?" Biya suffocated in disbelief. Dirty thoughts also come, mixing with Naina's past.

"They're Alfin's foster kids. All of them are ten, and Salma is the largest among them all" explained Naina.

Biya's reaction slowly loosened, she was ashamed of her own thinking which had already been so bad to Naina. He rounded his lips, nodding in understanding.

"Oh, that. Foster children. Hhmm .. yes." Biya was speechless, getting more and more amazed at the woman in front of him.

"It's a matter of Aunty's offer, later I say the same father of children. He must have understood, really. Mas Alfin open the type of person who likes to force the will, we are parents who want to see their children succeed. So, be patient, Auntie. Later I talk to Alfin first," said Naina clarified her words.

Biya smiled with satisfaction, she agreed and waited for the result of their conversation. Recalling his promise to Joseph, Biya said goodbye to go. Stay Naina contemplates Biya's speech about Salma school.

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Biya and her family say goodbye to Adrian and the others. They will return to Jakarta later that day, with Biya being escorted by Yusuf to pick up her car at the workshop.

"Please take Biya to the border" Fatih told the young man she knew last night.

"God willing, Brother." Yusuf nodded, Fatih patted the young man on the shoulder before entering his car and leaving Adrian's yard.

"Close to my workplace first, yeah. Want to give the bookkeeping report to the Boss," said Yusuf Biya because he also wanted to know about the young man's work.

Biya sat in the back seat while keeping her distance. Smiling looked at the back of Joseph who no longer stuttered when faced with him.

Given that Alfin was a boss and Naina said that her husband owned a matrial shop, Biya grew curious about what kind of shop Alfin owned.

The girl's forehead formed a frown as Joseph's motor turned at the large matrial shop. Thinking it might just be the central store and Alfin dodged it.

"This matrial shop is in some parts of Jakarta, but not this big. Is this the center?" biya asked confusedly.

"Yes, this is the center. The one in Jakarta is a branch, "tell Yusuf while lowering the standard of the bike.

"Is Naina's husband's shop branching out from here as well?" ask Biya next.

"Alfin Boss?" Yusuf's question is taken from Biya. "He is the owner of this place. This matrial shop has Alfin's boss," Yusuf answered to open Biya's mouth.

Joseph asked him to wait, while he went into the store to hand the report book to Alfin.

"It turns out he's a great businessman behind his marbot title," Biya praised unknowingly.

Soon, Yusuf came back to Biya and continued to take the car. The young man decided to follow Biya on his motorbike, until the car entered the toll road area. Biya was filled with excitement, and her heart became more and more convinced to marry Joseph.