Silence of a Wife

Chapter 63

After seeing his employees coming home from the balcony of his room. Aya exhaled her breath again. He was looking for a place strategic enough to open his boutique later. Social media scroll. His eyes were focused with a wide selection of highly strategic locations.

"I decided to open my boutique in Bandung. The city is not far from Jakarta. And I can occasionally come monitor my boutique here. But, preferably, I prepare first all the equipment I need from the supplier to the employees who will help me develop the boutique." murmured Aya knocked something on her job-specific mobile screen.

Again and again Aya exhales violently when she remembers her old phone taken by her husband, Rian.

"I still need my phone that Mas Rian is holding. There is some photographic evidence of Mas Rian and Vina. There are also some of these boutique supplier numbers that I forgot to transfer to this phone. I also have to find other suppliers for baby clothing products. Looks like, if I open a boutique in full-fledged baby clothes, a lot of people will come. No, now ..many people are getting married. Soon enough, they need baby equipment! But, how do I get my phone in Mas Rian?" he muttered again, then saw a pickup car that stopped in his boutique yard. Soon Aya came out of her room and went down towards the ground floor.

Some of the lights have been extinguished by Rere and all of that is with permission from Aya because honestly Aya is a little afraid if she is alone in the boutique in a quiet state.

"Sir, all items can be put in!" aya's word to some of the men who were lowering some sacks of clothes.

"Good, Mom!" one of the men who was taking his clothes down.

From a distance, Rian's eyes accidentally stare at the pickup car in front of his wife's boutique. Once again, he stared at the clock on his wrist which was already showing at 6 p.m.

"Weekend like this, Aya's boutique should have closed. But why is Aya still there?" rian murmuring. "Sir, stop at that boutique!" rian's word to the taxi driver.

"Good, Sir!" replied, The taxi driver turned his taxi into Aya's boutique yard.

On one side, Aya linked to her two eyebrows while looking at the taxi parked in her boutique yard. "Who's going to the boutique late in the afternoon?" muttered Aya then saw a familiar man get off the taxi.

Rian smiled as he looked at Aya who was looking at him. With firm and wide steps, Rian walked towards his wife who was standing in front of the boutique door.

"Sir, put it all in, yeah!" aya averted her eyes.

"Good, Mom!" answer again.

"Yes, your boutique isn't closed yet? Isn't the weekend, the boutique closes in the afternoon?" rian asked after being in front of his wife.

"Butik is closed. Mas Rian if you want to shop tomorrow." replied Aya with a cold tone.

"Then, why are you still here? And all your employees, where?" ask Rian again.

"If Mas Rian has no interest here. Better, Mas Rian just go! Because I'm busy. I can't answer questions that aren't important to you!" aya replied then entered the boutique with several people who were tidying up sacks containing her ordered clothes. "Thank you, Sir! It's for the fare for your Father and your friends!" aya's decree issued a hundred thousand dollars worth of two pieces.

"Thank you, then .. I say!" the man replied after receiving the money from Aya.

Saw some people go using pickups. Rian tried to get into the boutique to approach his wife.

"You're alone, Ay?" rian asked when he saw no one but himself and his wife.

"I told you. I'm busy, Mom! If you come here to disturb me. Better, you just go! I don't have time to respond to your unimportant remarks!" ketus Aya dropped her ass on the boutique floor. Slowly his hand opened the sack containing his ordered clothes.

"There's CCTV. So, you don't have to worry. Go home, Mom!" decreed Aya.

"Although there is CCTV. But what if you were harmed, Ay? Who do you want to ask for help with? Never mind. I'll accompany you here. I helped get this stuff out, yeah!" rian opened the other sack.

"Yourself, Mas!" aya replied coldly while separating her clothes based on their size.

"Well, what does this mean? Shirt color or dress model or dress size?" rian asked looking at his wife's face that was focusing on separating her clothes.

"Shirt size, Mas! But there's no need to do everything. Do not separate everything. I'm going to put some of those clothes in the warehouse" Aya said.

"Then, I have to take how much, Ay? I don't know and I don't understand this?" ask Rian.

"Yes, I did, Mom! From the beginning, I didn't ask you to help me. I can do everything myself. You better go home, and meet your new wife. Poor she's pregnant!"

"Vina's not my wife, Ay!" answer Rian.

"Don't dodge, Mom! Earlier, your mother dodged it. Now, you evade. I really don't think about you and mom, Mom! In fact, Vina is pregnant with your child, you know!"

"Not necessarily, he's my son, Ay! You know Vina's behavior, right?" rian asked who Aya ignored.

Aya stand. He put the separated clothes into the basket.

"Go home. I'm not focused if you're here. I'm afraid someone saw you here. And the matter of your treasure or plan, I beg .. end it all, Mas! I don't want to embarrass myself." said Aya, putting the basket in the barn.

Rian took the basket that Aya pulled. He picked it up and put it in the barn.

"You're a woman, Ay! And women can't lift things too heavy! So, let me!" rian's Word.

Aya looked at her husband. Then walk towards the other clothes sack. He pushed and placed it at the end of the room.

Seeing his wife in distress, Rian immediately ran. "Let me, Ay!" rian's Word.

"No need, Mom! You don't have to help me. I can do it myself!"

"can't. I don't want you to be exhausted, Ay! Just let me!"

"Yourself, Mom! I'm going home!" ketus Aya put down the sack of clothes and walked up the stairs.

Rian arranged several sacks containing clothes. Then he sat his ass on the couch in the boutique.

While waiting for his wife to get off, Rian played his own phone. And saw some incoming messages from his betel wife, Vina.