My Perfect Husband's

CHAPTER 15 Concern for the Heart of Arsen

At half-six in the morning, Naynay woke up and was shocked to find her face so close to Afif's. Naynay sat down and got out of bed. He went to the bathroom because he wanted to vomit. But only clear liquid comes out. Naynay recalls that he didn't wake up last night to eat.

Fifteen minutes later, Naynay came out of the locker room wearing her school uniform that she had taken in the dressing room. Just realized that his bag was next to the sofa where he slept last night. Naynay grabbed the bag and looked at the contents. All the books to learn today are already complete in there. Mr. Hen was the one who put it there.

"Died away, but what other stuff, huh?" muttered Naynay while holding his bag close to the bed. He stood beside the bed biting his finger. How could he not be aware that he had moved to bed last night.

Not wanting to think that no-no, Naynay immediately went into the dressing room and prepared clothes for Afif. She often saw Yasmin doing the same for Hendrayan, so she also did it because she was already a wife. After preparing clothes, watches, and shoes for her husband, Naynay came out and approached the bed again.

Naynay looked at the handsome face of Afif who was still asleep. Slowly he approached, hesitating in fact.

"Wake up or not? Salim before you go or not?" Mumbled to himself while holding the end of his skirt.

"If he comes home when I sleep, it means midnight dong. He's tired, isn't he? Doubt it." Naynay sighed in frustration, hesitating to wake up the handsome man or not.

Naynay climbed up and crawled on the bed, approaching Afif slowly. Doubtfully mixed with fear, she held her husband's right hand. "Sister, Nay's leaving, yeah. Sorry, not waking up." Speak softly and kiss the back of Afif's hand. After which it instantly released its hand while stroking its chest.

Naynay crawled backwards down from the bed and took his bag back. After that, walk quickly out of the room. Get down the stairs and walk towards the dining room.

"Good morning, Miss. Your breakfast is ready" said Mr. Hen as he pulled up a chair for Naynay.

"Thank you, Mr. Hen, but Nay hasn't woken up, Afif. He's coming home in the middle of the night, so Nay hesitates to wake him up" Naynay said, scratching his cheek.

"No problem, Miss. Young Master will not go to the office today, you should be the same." Mr. Hen put a glass of milk and warm ginger tea in front of Naynay.

"Nay's next Monday has another test, his grades will drop, sir." Naynay drank his tea to reduce nausea.

"You shouldn't have to worry about school, Miss." Mr. Hen stood behind Naynay to make sure he was eating well.

"For nay, school is important" Naynay said, stopping her chewing, sighing. "If you have a husband like Kak Afif, Nay can indeed graduate without difficulty learning. But that science can't be bought, no matter how rich we are." Naynay continued to eat his breakfast.

Mr. Hen smiled at Naynay's words, not expecting that this young lady was unlike most women. Which if they have power, they do as they please. But this girl, she's so different.

"Hanaya Pradipta's? So this most popular girl is my sister-in-law, huh?" This man's tone sounded sniffy.

Naynay turned his head and found a girl who was staring disliked him. Naynay knows who she is, Qiara, the school's famously prettiest underclassman. All this time she did not know that Qiara was the sister of Afif, her husband.

"Qiara?" muttered Naynay softly, actually he was not close at all to his sister-in-law at school. It was always the cynical eyes Qiara cast if they passed each other.

"Why? Didn't think I was Afif's brother?" qiara asked with a slanted laugh, her hands already folded in front of her chest. "I can't believe Afif's taste is this low." laughed mockingly and sat down on the chair he pulled himself.

"Miss Qiara!" Mr. Hen's face was flat and his tone cold, a sign that he did not like the words of his master's sister. Qiara did not say anything afterwards, she ate her breakfast in silence. To be honest, he was extremely afraid of this old man.

"Sir, Nay was already preparing Kak Afif's clothes. Ask me to take it back, yeah!" naynay said as he looked towards Mr. Hen. Stand up and grab his bag. "Nay go first."

"You'll be ushered in by the driver, miss." Mr. Hen looked at Naynay who was in a daze looking for his car.

"No, Mr. Hen. Nay take a taxi." Naynay is about to open an online taxi app.

"The safety of you and the fetus you are carrying is more important!" Ryan was already standing behind him, making Naynay a little surprised.

"That's right, Miss. You better get ushered in by the driver!" Mr. Hen opened the door of the car that had just stopped in front of them.

"So Mr Hen already knows, yes, if Naynay is pregnant?" asked Naynay quietly, answered a small nod by Mr. Hen.

"Please come in, Miss!" Ryan's instructions were already running and opened the front door. "Make sure Miss Nay gets there safely at school, wait for her to get home there!" whispered to the same driver who drove Naynay last night.

Naynay walked in and sat quietly in the back. Think about anyone or how many people already know she is pregnant. Are all the residents of this house? And what did they think after they found out she was pregnant? Does Qiara know too?

After the car that took Naynay out of the gate, Ryan went inside the house again. Approaching Qiara who was chewing her breakfast slowly.

"I hope you can be kind to Miss Naynay going forward. You certainly don't want the young master to know about how bad this attitude of yours is, do you?" Ryan's flat face intimidated Qiara until the girl immediately looked pale.

After saying that, Ryan walked up the stairs and opened the door of Afif's study. The Young Master was already sitting sweetly while smiling there. Unlike usual who only had a flat face, without the slightest smile.

"Have you gone to school?" Without looking at the interlocutor sitting in front of him.

"Here you go, Young Master."

"She kissed my hand before coming out of the room, her hands were sweating." Afif smiled faintly considering Naynay who kissed his hand earlier. Actually he was awake, but pretended to be asleep when Naynay came out of the dressing room. His eyes even peeked a little at Naynay's cute face crawling on the bed.

'What else is this? His smile was very strange.'

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