My Husband's Inner Wish

chapter 9

Avan looked at the woman who was sitting making coffee, there was a sense of guilt because last night had a fight to make Kayla cry. Avan wants to make up for his guilt by taking Kayla for a walk.

"Ila," said Avan approaching to the wife's side.

Kayla ogling. Staring at her husband's eyes which are only a few inches from his face.

"To yuk fair? Now you go in the morning" Avan continued. Trying to convince Kayla.

Kayla took a long breath. "Friction?"

Avan flicked his shoulders. "You don't want to? What's going somewhere else? The mall? The park? What where?"

Kayla was silent for a moment, thinking while sipping her coffee. And looked at the husband who was staring at him intensely, "want coffee?"

Avan smiled, grabbed Kayla's cup of coffee and sipped it. "Good coffee, La." The compliment returned Kayla's coffee. "So how? Wantsome? If not papa. From home, anyway, where do you know."

Kayla exhaled once more. Drinking coffee. In her heart, she felt very guilty for upsetting her husband yesterday. At least she wants to improve her relationship with her husband.

Kayla realized, she shouldn't be like this. There is no law that teaches him against a husband, let alone a good and caring husband like Avan. Instead of obeying, Kayla was wasting Avan's kindness. She should feel lucky to have an understanding husband like Avan, instead of thinking about Raize who has different beliefs with her.

"You, man" said Kayla after her coffee ran out because she was busy drinking it when she thought.

Avan was happy to see a smile imprinted on his wife's lips. "Yes, I'm waiting in the car. You get ready for there."

"Where should we go, mom?" Kayla glanced at the confusion as Avan had already risen from her seat to head straight for the car.

Avan trying to remember tourist destinations that if good. Then he remembered something, "To the fair, don't want to? I think it's still open today. The culinary tour there is very good, mas also want to add a new menu reference in the restaurant and Sweet Coffee?" Avan stared tensely as Kayla's expression turned flat. He thought Kayla would reject the invitation.

"OK," said Kayla, making Avan sigh in relief.

"Yes, I'm ready, Mom." Kayla came out of the kitchen to get to her room.

Kayla prepare. Choose clothes from the closet. But she remembered this was her chance to improve herself and look attractive in front of her husband. Then he took the most special clothes. Wearing it while discarding his memory of Raize, as remembering it would make him remember the same pain.

After putting on make up and standard heels, Kayla exited the room. Heading to the front door, where her husband had been waiting from inside the car. Kayla locked the door. He went to her husband's side.

"You are so beautiful" praised Avan without taking his eyes off the face of his wife who was now smiling shyly.

"Udah, walk now, Mas!" kayla's uncomfortable orders were noticed for too long.

The car was walking through the air comfortably that afternoon. The two dissolve in short conversations that do not offend the relationship at all. Avan several times inquired about Kayla's work and Kayla replied happily. They even had time to laugh at the guards that Avan had met in front of the hospital.

The fairground in the square makes the parking lot feel very narrow. The Avan had to sneak between public vehicles to be able to take place.

Kayla sprayed her perfume before they came out and fought in the heat with thousands of people.

"Not difficult?" ask Avan when Kayla comes out on the small road between two cars. Kayla shook her head slowly and they were finally able to pass through the parking lot quietly.

The stall is neatly arranged as far as the eye can see. This sight quite spoiled Kayla, making her briefly forget about her current role that was trying to be nice in front of her husband when in fact she did not want to do that.

"Where are you going?" asked Avan while restoring her sun-exposed hair. He also looked at people who were doing transactions or sitting around to enjoy the atmosphere. "Eat?"

Kayla ogling.

"Yeah, yuk, '" Avan invited Kayla to come in through the gate with the sign above them. The sound of music blending with the crowd immediately hit their ears. The pair of lovers stared right and left at the merchants and their trades.

"What do you want to eat?"

"So," said Kayla made Avan who had been eyeing satay since earlier directly pulled him to the satayman.

"Sate wants?"

Kayla. "You know I don't like satay."

Avan shrunk his enthusiasm. His eyes stared at a stall that read meatballs. "What about meatballs, La?"

"Cock meatballs, anyway? Don't do it, Mum."

Avan exhaled. It is difficult to offer women food. It is not a matter of nominal or place, but a matter of choice that is very difficult to decide. "So it's up to you."

Kayla whines a little making Avan smile with anxiety. "Whatever .. but what I want."

"Well, what do you want?"

"Well, that's dong. I know you want kebab." Avan laughed a little. Directly take Kayla to the small shop.

They spent almost an hour in the restaurant. Not just to eat, because Kayla herself did not spend one portion of her kebab because her stomach was full. They were just joking around with each other while pointing at some stalls around the stall.

"Would you buy some clothes?" ask Avan to seek understanding.

Kayla showed her smile. He was glad that Avan knew what made his mood go up. "You."

"Ila, I'm glad to see Kayla wearing a dress shirt. The one who covered Ila's hair, sometimes mas like not willing to see the view of people to Ila, who like this."

Kayla looked at herself, feeling her clothes were already quite polite and covered up. "Will Ila wear a hijab?"

"Kayla wants to?"

Kayla is silent, indeed Avan has coded herself several times to wear a hijab, but, Kayla's heart is not yet fully ready.

"You're so beautiful, La. And I'm selfish enough to share it with others. I want to see for myself. But, if ila is not ready, it may not fit out like this Ila wear hijab." Avan tried to encourage his wife so that her words did not offend at all.

Kayla smiled and nodded slowly."Slow down, Ila hasn't..."

"No papa." Reply Avan quickly, rubbing darling Kayla's head.

They came out of the restaurant. Heading to some clothes stalls. Kayla does not know how to choose Muslim clothes, which is why Avan helped her.

Avan tried to offer the syar'i games, but none of them managed to steal Kayla's attention.

"It's good, isn't it, Mas?" Kayla pointed at a light green laced robe. Avan agreed, he did not object to all Kayla's decisions as long as the game purchased was suitable for wearing with a hijab.

After taking three pieces of the robe, they bought some veils. Avan was happy to see Kayla had no objection to her decision to wear the hijab.

"Yeah!"

Kayla turned to her husband, the long-haired man put a knit hat on Kayla's head.

"Suitable," praised Avan.

Kayla smiled, then she picked up the sunglasses on the shelf and attached them to Avan's face.

"Flat."

The smiles of the two widened as they threw compliments at each other. Like the other couple.

"Well, nice, fit, that one's pretty, the other one's handsome. Nih, mas, mbak, there's a couple too, buy it." Saying the seller seduce shows a pair of couple sweatshirts with a heart.

Author insert the visual this time.

Kayla

Avans

Raise