Not the Perfect Wife
163. S2 - Sensitive
"Afrin was just joking, Mother," said Afrin, who was aware that Yasna was being sensitive.
Emran clasped his wife's palm. He knows the feelings of his wife. Even Yasna didn't sleep last night. The woman did close her eyes, but the man knew his wife was not sleeping because all night Yasna was restless.
"Darling, right, there I am. We'll keep it together. I will forever nemenin you" said Emran, clasping Yasna's palm.
Afrin approached Yasna. He wanted to apologize for unknowingly hurting his mother. In my heart there is no intention at all to do that. The girl does not know if Yasna is still hard to release her brother moved out of the house.
"Mother, I'm sorry. I was just kidding, I'm not going anywhere. I'm just flirting with brother."
Yasna realized that if she was too much, the woman tried to control herself. He did not want to burden Aydin and his wife who wanted to be independent. Yasna did not want to be selfish and only selfish.
"Mother should apologize. Mother was too carried away" said Yasna. "Come, let's continue eating!"
"Mother .. If Mother objected we stay here, we will go home and stay-"
As yet Aydin spoke, Yasna cut out his words.
"No, Mommy is okay, just thinking about something" Yasna said. "Once you've eaten."
Aydin did not speak anymore. He knew that Yasna was not feeling well right now. The man did not want to make his mother think too much. Once things improve, Aydin will ask.
Dinner is over. Everyone went home to the host. Although the state of his heart is uncertain, but Yasna tries to look okay.
"You take care of yourself. Mother and others want to go home first."
"Yes, Mother" said Aydin. "Mother also take care of health, yes. Don't do too much work."
"Yes, Mommy comes home first" said Yasna.
"Papa's coming home. Assalamualaikum."
"Getishalight."
On the way home everyone was silent. No one talks at all. Afrin was reluctant to open talks. He was afraid of hurting his mother's feelings.
Once at home, one by one get out of the car and enter the house. They went to their own rooms. Everyone looked tired and wanted to take a break. Yasna is making tea for Emran. Actually it was just an excuse so that he could be in the kitchen and take sleeping pills. For a few days he could not sleep well.
"Mother, what else?" ask Afrin.
"Make tea for papa. You want Mommy to make it?" yasna asked by trying to look okay. It was fortunate that he had already taken the medicine before Afrin came.
"No need, Mother. I'll just drink some water."
"Yes, Mother wants to go to the room first. You don't get too much sleep, tomorrow's school." Yasna was relieved that Afrin did not know what he was doing. If anyone knew, it would be a problem.
Yasna brought tea to the room. She saw her husband still sitting on the bed playing his cell phone. He also smiled at Emran.
"This is, Mas, the tea" Yasna said by putting a glass of tea on the table next to Emran.
"It's late, why bother making tea? We'll sleep soon."
"It's okay, maybe I'm thirsty."
Yasna climbed onto the bed and laid down her body next to Emran who was still sitting. Several times the woman yawned and eventually fell asleep. The husband who saw it smiled. previously he had prepared himself if the wife invited him to stay up late.
Emran put down his phone and drank the tea made by Yasna, then helped to break his body. Just closing his eyes, the man's phone rang. Fortunately, the volume is not too large so it will not wake the wife.
The name of Aydin on the phone screen immediately shifted the green button.
"Hello, assalamualaikum," Emran said in a soft voice. He was afraid to wake Yasna up.
"Waalaikumsalam, how's mom, Pa?" ask Aydin.
"Mother is asleep, she's fine. Don't worry too much."
"Aydin can't calm down, Pa. Seeing mom like that."
"Mother is okay, maybe just got carried away," said Emran. "Sleep, don't worry your wife. Tell him you're okay."
"Alright, Pa. I hung up on him. Assalamualaikum."
"Getishalight."
"How's mom, Mas?" nayla asked as soon as she saw her husband.
"It's okay, you're asleep."
"Wouldn't we just go back home?"
"We'll see, yeah!"
Nayla just nodded according to her husband's words. She knew, it must be very hard in-laws to let Aydin to move house. When her husband was out of town, every night Yasna would call him and ask him every detail of where his son lived.
Nayla thought, will she be like her in-laws when she has children?
"Mas, may I ask you a favor!"
"Solicit what please?"
"Please get me some warm water, my stomach is cramping again" Nayla said grimacing with pain.
Aydin immediately approached his wife who was in front of the dressing table. He rubbed his wife's stomach and asked, "Is it really painful? Let's go to the doctor, shall we?"
"No need, Mom. Just use warm water like you did yesterday."
"But there's no bottle here."
"Compressed, put on a small towel."
"All right, wait a minute." Aydin went out to get warm water for his wife.
Not long ago Aydin returned with a basin filled with warm water. He placed it on the table and immediately looked for a small towel in the closet.
"You just sleep in bed, honey. Let's compress it good," pinta Aydin.
Soon Nayla stood up and walked to the bed with Aydin's help. After the girl lay down, Aydin slightly lifted his wife's shirt and began to compress the woman's stomach with warm water.
"Wouldn't we go to the doctor?"
"No need, Mom. I'm used to this. It's not as painful as yesterday and tomorrow is no longer sick. Every month I'm like this so, I have to get used to it."
"I'm still worried, before the doctor checks on you."
"Tomorrow I'll go to Mother's house, yes. I want to see how he is. Mommy must be feeling very lonely" said Nayla.
"Aren't you at the boutique?"
"No, there was Fika who handled everything. Now there's a new employee, so I can relax."
"Now you're a big boss, huh?" Aydin Goda.
"Amin, hopefully a real big boss. Not her body, yeah!" nayla made them both laugh.
"You go to sleep, I'll compress it."
"No need, Mom. It's better, really. Just sleep next to me here! I want to hug you" Nayla said, patting the pillow by her side.
"I can be happy, honey. If you sleep near you .. You, right, there are guests."
Nayla chuckles when she hears her husband muttering. How else it is time to come.
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