Not the Perfect Wife
180. S2 - Simple togetherness
"Well, where's the food going, Rani?" yasna asked as she entered the dining room together with Emran. He saw Rani bring all the food to the side of the house.
"This, Ma. Mr. Aydin wants to eat in the side garden, all you want to make a bonfire," replied Rani.
"So the story goes, he wants romanticism! Tumben hitched us up?" ask Yasna of her husband.
"Leave it. Come on, let's see! What's he doing?" bring Emran. "There's firewood in our house?" tanyak Emran, while walking around his wife's waist.
"I don't know either. We'll never make a bonfire" replied Yasna.
Emran and Yasna walk towards the place where the children are. They haven't had a gathering like this in a long time. Last time, when celebrating Aydin graduation in Junior High because after that the children were determined to cover their identity.
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"Sister, where's the firewood?" asked Afrin when she saw her brother coming with a lot of wood and assisted Pak Hari.
"Pak Hari who buys, whether you buy where," Aydin replied.
"At the next crossroad, Non," replied the day before Afrin asked.
The girl nodded and went back to help Nayla and Rani prepare the food. He was very pleased with Aydin's idea by making this show
"What are you doing?" yasna asked as soon as she saw Aydin setting the bonfire with Hari. While Nayla and Afrin help Rani arrange food on the mat.
"Sir Aydin ngajak us muse of the night, Mother," joked Afrin made Aydin snort.
"If you don't want to go, go there! Wear mockery of everything," said Aydin.
"Don't dong, Brother. I want to be romantic too. Uh, who am I, dong?" ask Afrin who just realized if she herself. While the brother and his parents are in pairs. "Bak Rani, just stay with me. When I see them alone."
"Yes, Ms. Rani, he's. Pity later so single ngenes," said Aydin made Afrin to smash his lips. The brother is the most good if to insinuate.
"Come, we'll eat!" bring Nayla.
"Sir Day, come on, here! We eat together" asked Aydin.
"Can't, Sir. I need to get home soon. Thanks for the offer. I say goodbye, assalamualaikum," said Hari.
"Getishalight."
They all enjoyed dinner chatting and joking. A lot of them become their conversation material. Especially Afrin's fussiness is very useful at a time like this and Aydin admits it.
After dinner, Aydin started a bonfire. Everyone sat in a circle side by side with their partner.
Emran and Yasna. Only Afrin and Rani remain as spectators. Although he was upset, but the two girls enjoyed the event tonight.
"Wait a minute, I'll pick up the guitar. We sing together." Afrin ran into the house to pick up a guitar. Not long after she returned and handed the instrument over, to her brother to play and they sang along.
The song "Choose Your Heart" by Andhika Pratama and Ussy. It was the first song they sang.
Temple by verse is sung by Aydin with great passion. It did not feel like the man was shedding tears. Not only did she cry, but Nayla also cried at the song sung by her husband. The woman did not expect to be sad while still being able to sit next to her husband.
After the song was over, Afrin and the others clapped. They were amazed at Aydin's sweet voice. Especially with his passion which is able to make them become lulled by him. Even Yasna and Afrin, who knew nothing, shed tears.
Aydin smiled in response. So even with Nayla who was so happy to hear the song sung by her husband. Although he was sad, but he was very happy, he was still here at the moment.
"Thank you, Mum. The song is great" Nayla said with a smile.
"So that's a good song? My voice isn't good?"
Nayla smiled at the husband's question and said, "Just because you're singing, the song sounds so beautiful. Beyond Andhika Pratama and Ussy."
They laugh together. Simple things that make the world feel beautiful. This is what Nayla likes. Happiness doesn't have to be something fancy and expensive. Everything can be done anywhere and anytime.
"You're good at lying, yeah!" said Aydin while pinching Nayla's nose. "Stay by my side. Don't ever leave me. I can't survive without you here" whispered Aydin who could not be heard by anyone but Nayla.
The woman's body stiffened. How can a man say such a thing at a time like this? If Nayla doesn't know anything about her illness. Surely the woman will agree with what the husband said, but she can't, now everything is different. Don't ask for time to be with your family forever. God gave her time to be able to see the face of her child alone, Nayla would be very grateful.
"Come on, sing it again, brother!" afrin exclaims disperse Nayla daydreams.
"Yes, Mas. Come on, sing it again." Nayla tries to divert the conversation.
Aydin was forced to sing again. They are really happy tonight. Just a simple family gathering. But that just makes everyone happy.
Nayla rubbed her stomach and said inwardly. 'Honey, Mama can go quietly by leaving you with this family. A loving family without asking for anything in return. They are good people and you should be grateful that there is their blood flowing in your body. Mama will make sure if you have an amazing connecting mother like Mother Yasna.'
Suddenly Nayla felt her chest burning hot. He tried to look ordinary. The woman doesn't want to ruin the show tonight.
"Mas, I'm going to go to the toilet for a while" said Nayla, who was taken by Aydin.
While the wife went into the house. Aydin continued his singing. Until one song is finished. However, Nayla did not return.
"Nayla, how long?" ask Yasna.
"Maybe a stomachache, Mother," said Afrin.
Aydin, who remembered something, immediately ran into the house and looked for the whereabouts of the wife. The first place to go, was definitely his room
Yasna who saw the worried face of her son, immediately followed him. He was sure something had happened. Everyone else followed Aydin. They were curious, what was the matter with Nayla?
Once in front of the room, Afrin immediately entered and looked for the whereabouts of the wife.
"Darling, are you inside? You're okay, right?" yelled Aydin in front of the bathroom door while trying to open the door that turned out to be locked from the inside.
"Darling! Open door!" yell Aydin again. However, Nayla was still silent.
"Just break it down, Din," said Yasna, who was also worried.
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