Papa's Choice Husband

Papa's Choice Husband
SPP - 63



"I'm sorry, son, you don't know if it all hurt you"


"No Papa, Papa's not wrong, it's just that I can't be what Papa expected. I'm sorry Pa"


El sat down beside his wife, holding her hand.


"I'm sorry Pa. I promise I will take good care of Asya, but please don't take her away from me. I love Asya, Pa"


"Mas, Papa's sick and even pregnant me"


Dirga asked Asya to leave the room, he wanted to talk to his daughter-in-law. There was a sense of worry in Asya's mind, fearing that Papa and her husband had different thoughts and ended up fighting.


Asya was seen pacing back and forth in front of her parents' room. Hope everything's gonna be okay in there.


"You why is this? Papa just wants to talk to his son-in-law"


"Ma, but why would Papa want me to marry Mas El? Because of Mas El's legacy?"


"Yes, all of El's legacy, Papa's changed to your name"


"Why Ma?"


"Papa wants your life to be assured, with or without the figure of El"


Asya still does not understand the explanation of the mother. Airin pulled Asya to sit in the guest room, he again explained Dirga's intentions and goals by asking for El's inheritance. Because if one day El and Asya part, Asya will get all the inheritance. Although it was not comparable, at least Dirga wanted Asya to have guarantees for his life later.


"I don't want to separate from Mas El, Ma. Even Mas El also turned the owner of his property into my name"


"Mama doesn't want you to be apart either. You're strong, baby, Mama's sure El will change"


Airin hugs her daughter, Asya goes through many painful things during her marriage. After quite a while the two women waited, El finally exited the room. He approached Airin and asked for breakfast, because his wife had not cooked at home.


Asya tried to find out from El, but the young man said nothing. He then ran towards Dirga. But he also did not get an answer from his father.


"Yes, remember son, divorce is not good. So Papa hopes you can defend your household"


"What does Father El discuss?"


"You heard Papa say what?"


"Yes Pa"


Dirga looked at her daughter for a moment, then asked Asya to go accompany El who was having breakfast. Once again Dirga reminded, if a wife should not leave her husband when their husband is at home. Because when the husband needs something, his wife must be quick to serve.


Asya walked out like Dirga requested. She sat down next to El and looked at her husband who was enjoying the food.


"What's the matter, baby?"


"Mas El equals Papa.."


"Male business"


The girl threw her face away irritated, that was the sentence Dirga always said when Asya asked. And if that was the case, Asya would be silent not to ask him again, even though in fact he was very curious.


"Eh, look the princess is here" said Galen who had just exited her room. Followed by Sham, they were both ready to go to work.


Galen shuffles Asya's hair, causing the girl to be upset by it. She nagged Galen and said she was now someone's wife. It was inappropriate for Galen to treat Asya like a child again.


"Yes Lady El. Yesterday I saw Zio, again met a client like him. But Mas, mending do not take away the cooperation" said Galen.


"Why ?"


"The company is not good Mas, a lot of internal problems. Fear your cooperation did not even go well"


"Kok you know Len's having internal problems?"


Apparently Galen and some of his colleagues had worked with the company. But because of internal problems that never finished, the cooperation was even chaotic and loss. Finally Galen decided the cooperation before the loss was too big again.


"Mistress El ngambek tuh" Sham chirps after noticing the look on her sister's face. Asya does not like if anyone talks about work at the dinner table. Because it's at home, family time.


"Darling, I'm going to the office. You want to come here or go home?"


"It's the same here as Mas El"


"Well, I'll call Zio first"


"Seriously El? Doing a job for Asya?" Ask Sham.


El nodded and went to call Zio. Asya bragged to both of her sisters. If only he could do that to the President. Though El is very famous for workaholics, in addition to playing women of course.


Before long El sat back next to his wife, stroking Asya's hair who was finishing her breakfast. Sometimes he talked to Sham and Galen about work.


"Yes, yesterday Mama saw her husband Kinan with another woman. What is her sister?"


"Ma's affair"


"Keep telling Kinan?"


"Can't Mas El interfere Ma. But Ma, I'm sure Mbak Kinan knows, you see, the mothers in our home complex already know"


Airin and Asya started their morning gossip. Women can not be far from gossip, especially if the news is still warm spread. Occasionally El glanced at his wife, still Asya worried about the state of Kinan. They are none Asiah.


Dirga came out of his room while coughing, spontaneously Asya stood up and ran towards the Papa. He sat at the dinner table with the others.


"El, you didn't go to the office?"


"No Pa, my wife said she wanted to be close to me today"


Dirga looked at Asya who was looking at him.


"This brat, what did Papa say? Don't bother your husband who's at work"


"Hm.... But I'm Pa's wife. Yes, I'm El there to go"


An upset Asya sat on her back, not wanting to look at El. But once again Dirga corrects Asya's mistakes, even though he once said that a wife should not turn her back on her husband. The girl was getting annoyed and turned her body to look at El who was laughing gleefully.


"Not funny" Mas"


"Funny this mah, Papa's sick again, don't act"


Asya hit her husband's thigh, venting her anger there.


Dirga re-opened talks about work with his son-in-law and two sons. He was sick, but his mind was still about work. Although Asya had tried to prohibit, but always lost with the orders of Dirga who told him to shut up.


"Pa, I'm an incandescent"


"No, just massage your husband"


Instead of approaching El, Asya even gawked into the kitchen. Dirga was about to get angry, but El held back her in-laws. Trying to make Dirga understand, if Asya has now managed to become a good wife.


"Mas El does not need to be kneaded Pa, butuhnya this" said Asya while serving a cup of coffee for her beloved husband.


"Thank you dear"


"Thank you? Which prize?"


El smiled slightly, then pulled his wife and gave her a short kiss on the cheek.


"I love you"


"Love you too"


"Ehem" deheman Dirga blew away the sweet scene.