Not a Savings Woman

Unaltered

Haris is in a dilemma. His mind was murky after hearing Ainaya's past from Andik. It does not demand the possibility that the person who spoke to his wife this morning on the phone is the woman's boyfriend. 

Bilal's cry disperse Haris's brain which was currently wandering. He rushed to the room to see her. Approaching bed. Approaching the son who kicked his leg, and there was no one there. 

"In a moment, Honey. Mama __" Ainaya who just came out of the bathroom stopped her speech when she saw Haris on the edge of the bed. 

"Sorry, Sir. I was wrong to say," Errata Ainaya said with a heavy heart. 

Haris was speechless staring at Ainaya's slightly different appearance. If you usually never make up and only wear a home negligee, this time he looks beautiful with a calm look and also his clothes are quite sexy. Moreover, after giving birth his body is more contained and very tempting faith. 

Why With Mas Haris, tumben he's not angry. 

"Sorry, Sir. I want to talk," said Ainaya again disperse Haris who almost drowned in daydreams. 

"Speak what?" Haris shifted her body as Ainaya walked towards the bed. Give the woman space to sit next to Bilal. 

"It looks like after forty days I'll get the hell out of here. I hope Mr and Mrs Jihan take good care of Bilal."

 Haris looked at Ainaya with a suspicious look. Remember what you said in the office. 

"Does this have anything to do with your boyfriend?"

Ainaya. How could Haris ask such a question. In fact, all this time the man never cared about what he did, but suddenly kepo with his personal affairs. 

"No business, sir," replied Ainaya ketus. Carry Bilal and take him out. Return to give asi through the dot to get used to it when left later. 

Ih, why do I also take care of Ainaya. Wouldn't it be if he left here would be better and all is safe. 

Haris came out of Bilal's room and went upstairs. Upon arriving at the end of the stairs, his eyes turned back towards the mother of his son who was in the middle room. 

Ainaya knew that currently Haris was observing him. He pretended not to know and chose to be busy with Bilal. 

I don't know what your heart is right now, but it looks weird.

Haris went into his room. For the umpteenth time he found the room empty and cluttered. Because, an hour ago Jihan came to her best friend's house and was sure to go home at night. 

Blankets are not because of their location and pillows are also lying on the floor. 

"Shall I find another assistant?"

Haris picked up the things on the floor and put them where they should be. Now he is fully convinced that he will hire a housekeeper to help with homework. 

Haris is back down. Approaching Ainaya who was sitting in his place again. Standing not far from the woman who had trouble reaching for the bottle on the table. 

Why didn't he ask for my help? 

Haris leaned over, but inadvertently his lips touched Ainaya's hair which also bent together until a kiss occurred. 

Ainaya rolled his finger and pulled it again. Avoid unwanted touching. 

"Ma–maaf, sir," he said nervously. 

"No papa," replied Haris taking the bottle and handing it to Ainaya. 

"Other times if you need help call me," Haris said. 

The footsteps from the door broke the silence that had been created. 

Haris was misbehaved when she saw Jihan coming in. 

"You just got home, Ji?" ask Haris without coming closer.

Jihan nodded without opening her voice. Staring at Haris and Ainaya alternately. Put the tote bag on the table. 

"Today nothing matters, so I miss coming home with you too." Haris answered the origin to cover up her panic. 

Ainaya lowered her head pretending to be nonchalant with the two of them talking nearby. 

"Tonight we're eating out yuk, Mas. I've reserved a special place for both of us." The jihan was pampered on Haris' arm. 

However, the man quickly lowered his wife's hand. Evades. 

"We eat at home, don't go out often if you and your mom know how?" push down Haris gently. 

"Pity Ainaya alone, after all" he added. 

Why take me, just tell me you don't want to. 

Jihan clucked in annoyance then went to the room. Haris went back to make food. 

Either the hatred that was planted since the first meeting it vanished into nowhere. Now there was only pity and compassion to be willing to make dinner for Ainaya.

Uh, she likes squid, doesn't she? 

Pulling back his hand that was almost holding a knife. He thrust his head towards the door. Ainaya stood singing as he did every night while putting Bilal to sleep. 

"Nay, do you like squid?" ask from a distance. 

Again, Ainaya heard that. In fact, he had mentioned that what he was experiencing right now was just a dream in the afternoon. 

It's not a dream, maybe Haris really visited by a good angel. 

"Inspond me!"

Suddenly the man was standing by the sofa. I don't know when it came, Ainaya didn't notice it either. 

Panicking, yes that was how Ainaya felt. Cold sweat pours through the pores. The stomp of his voice stopped in the esophagus immediately inhibited the sentence to be uttered. 

"If silence means to like." Haris smiled broadly at the sight of Ainaya who looked like a living statue. He went back to his back to continue his activities. 

What's the matter? Why is he good to me. Has he not hated me all this time? 

Ainaya sat back down. 

His legs felt supple, treated in such a way that it had made him flattered and felt considered, let alone loved. His life would be much more perfect and fortunate. 

I wonder what the hell I am. Don't hope, Nay. He only praises you for your good work. You will never be a real wife. 

Convince yourself not to expect full attention to Haris.

Dinner was neatly arranged at the dinner table. Special milk drinks for nursing mothers have also been prepared to make Jihan salute with her husband. 

"It turns out you're a cook, huh, Mas?" jihan asked, starting to taste the husband's cooking. 

"It's not good, it's just eliminating confusion" replied Haris briefly glanced at the charge that went into Bilal's room. 

"We eat yuk! I'm already hungry" Jihan asked to sit in the middle seat. 

"In the meantime, I'll call Ainaya first, it looks like Bilal's sleeping. She eats with us."

Haris passes away the dining room and turns to Bilal's room. 

What happened to Haris?  It seemed like he was very considerate of Ainaya. Is this just because of Bilal, or so?