The Aisyah Love Pier
Big Gifts

A bright and slightly cloudy day, a gust of wind that was so cool hit the beautiful face of the woman who was resting behind her house. An hour ago, she returned home with her husband.

Since Aisyah was sick, Akmal used his lunch hour at the office to accompany his wife to eat or even make lunch for her. As of this moment, Akmal told Aisyah to rest, while she was busy struggling with her cooking furniture in the kitchen.

"Seafood fried rice plus warm milk ala chef Akmal is ready, please taste my beloved queen," said Akmal while carrying a tray containing a plate of fried rice and a glass of tea, then serve it at the table right next to Aisyah.

"Thank you, Mas" said Aisyah as she fixed her seat and prepared to eat.

"Ets, let me feed you." Akmal held back Aisyah's hand that was about to pick up the spoon.

"But I'm better, Mom."

"It's okay, honey. I just want to spoil you, is there a ban on pampering a healthy wife?" Aisyah shook her head slowly.

"Well that knows," said Akmal then took a spoon. "Bismillaahirrahmaanirrahiim, aaaa. " Akmal instructed Aisyah to open her mouth and put food in her mouth.

"Now it is your turn to eat, aaaa." Aisyah immediately took over the spoon to feed Akmal as Akmal did to her a few seconds ago.

"Thank you, honey. Though I can eat later after you finish eating," said Akmal.

"If you wait for me, you can be late back to the office, COO really late to the office anyway, it's not good to hear it," said Aisyah, making Akmal smile.

"Oh yes, yesterday I forgot to report that Via has been arrested by the police" Akmal said.

"Why did he get caught? He can talk to us" asked Aisyah.

"People like him can't calm down until his wish is achieved, he is always vengeful, vengeful and vengeful" Akmal said.

"Yes, I hope he can change. Oh yes thank you for everything" said Aisyah.

"Together, dear," said Akmal as he kissed his wife's forehead.

Somehow everything that was on Aisyah always made Akmal feel calm. Especially the woman's forehead, even though what she did was very simple, but she really got calm every time she peed a few seconds. Likewise with Aisyah who always felt comfortable when Akmal gave a kiss on her forehead, as if she felt very loved and very guarded.

The joint meal between the couple is now over when the food that was full on the plate has now been exhausted. Akmal helps Aisyah to rest in her room before she leaves to return to the office.

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Zafran and Ainun are currently enjoying their romantic breakfast in Paris. Ainun, who had been the wife of a full Zafran since their first night in Paris, was no longer as old as when they were newly married.

"Mas, I miss Khaira. Is he home from school?" ask Ainun.

"It looks like it's been, honey," replied Zafran.

"Can I have a video call with him?" ask Ainun.

"Astaghfirullah, does a mother have to ask permission every time she wants to talk to her daughter?" asked Zafran was astonished by his wife.

I don't know how many times Ainun always asked her permission every time she wanted to contact Khaira, as if she was a nobody for the little girl.

"Sorry, Mas. Sometimes I still forget that I have become Khaira's mother" Ainun replied as he scratched his non-itchy nape.

"Don't tell me you sometimes forget that you've been my wife?" search Zafran.

"To be honest, yes, even now I almost scream every time I see Mas's face in front of me when I wake up in the morning" Ainun replied as she grinnedly showed a row of white teeth.

Zafran gasped at the wife's honest answer. How innocent this woman was to her own status she had forgotten.

"You may forget, but every night we are ... Ah, that's it." Zafran took off his spoon and fork and threw his gaze elsewhere. Do not forget the slightly pursed lips as a sign that he is sulking.

"Mas, are you angry?" ask Ainun.

"Mas Zafran?" because he didn't get a response from the man.

Hearing Ainun's statement, Zafran's heart was instantly shattered. He was so grateful for having a wife awake, and he became the first man in the heart of the wife after his father and sister of course.

The man's pursed lips instantly vanished and turned into a smile. His hands stretched out to touch Ainun's cheeks, making the woman instantly lift her face to look at the husband.

"I love you, baby. Please don't ever leave me no matter what," Zafran said in a soft voice.

Ainun gently rubbed Zafran's hand that was still touching his cheek and nodded with a smile. "I love you too, Mom."

Zafran's eyes now look sparkling, the article is the first time Ainun revealed if he also loved her. Though Zafran has some to express his feelings and only this time his feelings were avenged through words.

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After breakfast together, Ainun and Zafran return to their room at the hotel that has been their residence for several days in Paris.

As he said earlier, Ainun immediately made a video call with the princess.

"Hello, assalamu 'alaikum, Mama." There was a crisp sound from across the phone accompanied by a tiny face that was very adorable.

"Wa'alaikum greetings, dear. How are you and Oma?"

"Thank God Mama, Mama when are you coming back? Khaira Kangen Mama." Khaira's voice sounded a bit of a spoiled whimper plus her facial expression made as sad as possible.

"Mama also miss Khaira, God willing two more days well, dear," replied Ainun.

"Khaira why don't you miss papa anyway?" asked Zafran with a face that was also made sad.

"Khaira also kangen Papa, kok," said Khaira accompanied by a small laugh. "Don't forget the souvenirs, yeah," he continued.

"Khaira wants what, honey?" ask Ainun.

It seems that Khaira is discussing for a moment with Sofi's mother. "Khaira wants to get a baby," he said, making Ainun speechless while glancing at Zafran who had laughed softly.

"Well, why are you laughing anyway?" ask Ainun slowly.

"It's okay Sa.." Zafran's speech was cut off when his phone suddenly rang.

"You continue to talk to Khaira, I pick up the phone first" Zafran said, then went to the balcony to pick up the phone.

"Hello, assalamu 'alaikum Mr. Andreas," said Zafran.

Zafran heard the words of the man across the phone carefully, the longer his forehead shriveled.

"W-what, Sir?"

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Akmal began to refocus on the work that had been waiting for him so faithfully on the table. His attenuation to the computer screen instantly switched when his phone sounded a sign of an incoming message.

Secretary Mr. Andres

Hello, Sweetheart. Don't you miss me, I'm preparing a gift for you, just wait a few more moments and hope you like it.

Akmal furrowed his brows when he realized the sender of the message was Via.

Isn't he in jail? Why can he still send messages? What gift did he mean?

Still confused by the message, the sudden knocking of the door made her realize.

"Sorry, Sir. We got a big problem.

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