Charm Wife Titipan

99. Childhood Friend

Dusk almost greeted when Nimas and the others reached home. There's a car parked there. Shaka slightly narrowed his attention to the car, his brain was working to remember who owned the car.

"Disha! Look what, the hell are you? Come on in, wait for his wife too." Ms. Marissa grumbled because her son instead of immediately bringing Nimas inside instead stood looking at the car.

"Whose car is it, Ma? I've seen it, but forgot where."

"That kayak car is just one?"

Shaka answered with a sigh and his hand moved to lead his wife into the house. Once in the living room Shaka stopped taking a step for a moment, he seemed to not believe what he saw. He did not move at all from his place with his hand still attached to his female arm.

"Eh you guys are home? Let's see who's coming, where's Mama?" The question from Mr. Malik disperse the daydream of the man of one child.

"What's up, Pa. Mama's here." Ms. Marissa who walked the very back said as she stepped into the house by holding Bryan. Both of his eyes were instantly fixed on the three figures of guests sitting on the sofa.

"Helena, when did you get here?Why didn't you tell me you were coming here?" With her hand still holding Bryan's, Marissa walked up to the three guests. Like women in general, they will kiss the left and right cheeks as a form of longing.

"I deliberately came here do not tell you, want to give a surprise. You may marry your son not invite me." Ms. Helena pursed her lips.

Ms. Helena and Ms. Marissa were best friends from their college days. Even Ms. Marissa can get to know and can marry Mr. Malik because Ms. Helena introduced her. And as if the world felt narrow to them after knowing that Bu Helena's husband was still a relative of Mr. Malik.

"Jeez Helena you're abroad. How could I invite you? It is not possible that you also want to come to Indonesia just to attend Shaka's wedding. Don't get your money out." Both then chuckled.

"Ma, don't be engrossed yourself. Meet Nimas with them." Mr. Malik who saw Nimas was just silent with his confused face made the man understand that his daughter-in-law needed an explanation.

"Jeez, Mama forgot. Nimas, here, son. This is Mama's best friend from college, her name is Aunt Helena. This one's her husband, still Papa's relative, his name is Om Mike. And this is their son, his name is Tiara. He looks the same age as you." Ms. Marissa explained and introduced them one by one followed by a handshake of Nimas as a sign of introduction.

"It's so pretty" praised Ms. Helena for Nimas.

Shaka still silently lowered his eyesight on the floor. Not without reason he did. Tiara and Shaka were best friends in childhood when Mr. Mike's family was still living in Jakarta. However, they were separated when Tiara entered the High School.

Shaka remembers very well, he was so close to Tiara from childhood because his desire to have a younger sister would never be granted, so he vented his care and affection on Tiara.

Now the Tiara who used to be more spoiled for him than his biological brother grew up and graceful with his hijab. This is the first meeting since they separated a few years ago.

"Shaka, why shut up? You don't miss Auntie? You grow up to be a man of stature apparently, where handsome again." Ms. Helena made Shaka soar up into the clouds. His mother never told him that.

"Ah, yes. I was just shocked. I didn't see you, so I'm a little pangling." Shaka walked over to the woman he already considered to be the second mother.

"Pangling with Auntie is it Tiara?" goda Bu Helena's. A second later, he realized there was Nimas that he had to take care of his feelings.

"Ah, yes. It's okay, Auntie. I understand." Nimas secretly glanced at Tiara who was stealing glances at her husband. The woman becomes upset when Shaka smiles for her childhood friend.

"Sorry Helena, Nimas has to rest because he just got home from the hospital, his health has not recovered properly."

"Oh he just got home from the hospital? Why, what pain?"

"He just miscarried."

"Innalillahi, I'm sorry, yes. Be patient, God must be preparing another for you."

"Thank you, Auntie."

Shaka and Nimas then withdraw from before them all followed by Bryan, behind them.

"That was Shaka's son? Why does it look like Bryan, huh?" Helena sat back down and asked.

"You know Bryan died just before Shaka got married. So his mind time when the newlyweds, yes still on his brother. Sad, sad, and sad she must be just as great as us, because she wants to get married, but is left forever. Yes even though they never get along, but Shaka if there is anything, if again sad, or again there is a problem running to his brother. So he lost and felt there was no place for stories anymore. Ever heard that we are pregnant, both we and our partners should not hate anything excessively, right. Or if we like something too much our children will be like them. Maybe that's what happened to Shaka's son."

Accidentally, Marissa's ashes do a little lie because what happened in the past is a family disgrace that does not need to be spread even on his own best friend. Moreover, those who committed the error are already dead.

"Yes too, yeah. Let's just say, Bryan came back through the boy. It was the same as Bryan. His father did not part. His mother is not part."

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"The pretty shit, Mas. You never told me you had a girl friend." Nimas had just sat on the bed and covered his legs.

"Yes why do we have to tell stories, Dek? he also lives abroad. How do you know he's coming here. I never thought we'd see each other again."

"Never exchange news?"

"Yes not dong, Dek. At that time Tiara moved abroad when she entered High School and Mas had gone to college. Mas was close to Raisa, and our relationship was lost contact and cut off until the day Mas drove her to the airport."

"Why?"

"I don't know, he asked that. At that time, I actually objected, anyway. So it used to be that Mas actually really wanted to have a sister. But, Mama was not able to get pregnant again a few years after giving birth Mas, Mama had an accident until her uterus had to be removed. Well after that Tiara was born, so Mas vented the desire of Mas was the same as him. Mas emong him from the baby, Mas keepin, Mas temenin main, anyway relationship Mas same Tiara used to be like a real sister. So don't be jealous of that, yeah. Heart, soul, body, body, everything Mas has, just for his beloved wife, nothing else." Shaka pinched his wife's squeezed cheek which now had her lips pursed.