
That afternoon Naila was seen at home to finish making the vase that he had designed earlier. In the house Naila has her own workplace overlooking the side garden. From there Naila could see the beautiful garden in the house, so she could have a lot of inspiration to paint the vase she was working on.
Naila's hands were covered in wet clay. His feet look agile turning the axis of the table on which has been placed clay. Naila's fingers were busy forming the fringe of the vase once in a while she soaked her hands with water to make the soil easy to form.
In the dining room not far from work Naila Arsen sat down casually. He came home early that day because of the weekend. Arsen looked at Naila for an hour. Pitt, who emerged from the kitchen with a cup of coffee and cake for Arsen, was seen following his master's vision.
"Woman while doing something she enjoys she will look radiant master"
Arsen flinched feeling misbehaved by Pitt's pretentious but true words.
Arsen grabbed his coffee cup and sipped the contents.
"Ahh hot!" Arsen glanced at Pitt.
"Why did you give me coffee that was still hot!"
"Didn't you ask for coffee in hot water and not added sugar?"
Arsen was silent apparently his debate about hot coffee managed to attract the attention of Naila. He walked out of his study with his hands still covered in wet clay.
"You're home yet?" tanya Naila walked over to Arsen.
"Can you help me?" tanya Naila hesitated.
"What?" reply Arsen.
"Please tie my hair with a rope in my shirt bag" Naila said as she raised her dirty hands. Arsen was still silent he had not expected Naila to make that strange request.
"Oh if you mind just let Pitt"
"Good mistress" Pitt had almost moved from where he was standing but Arsen quickly pushed Pit asking his assistant to rewind.
Arsen stared intently at Pitt, as if asking "What are you doing stupid?!"
Arsen grabs the rope from inside Naila's shirt pocket for the first time in their marriage Arsen touches Naila's hair.
He stroked it and collected it into one and tied it haphazardly looking stiff and unaccustomed to tying hair.
"Emm good, well I'm back to my job first" Naila said.
Arsen remained standing in his place still looking at his wife in sight.
***
"This is for you" Naila handed me an exhibition invitation card. Arsen grabbed it and read the invitation.
"I'm busy"
"Well, I didn't really expect you to come in between your busy lives, but at least I invited you to come" Naila stepped out of Arsen's room.
Arsen silently watched the invitation once again a faint smile was seen on his lips.he grabbed his phone and called Pitt.
"Pitt's postponing tomorrow's meeting, find a gift for Naila"
"What's the lady's birthday tomorrow? I guess it was just last month the lady's birthday"
"Do I just have to give you a gift if that person's birthday?!"
"Sorry sir"
"Tomorrow Naila there's an exhibition for craft goods in her shop so I'll come and bring her a gift!"
Arsen hung up the phone, he collapsed on the bed looking at the ceiling of his room. At first glance through the shadow of Naila who is making the vase look beautiful and .. shines...
(wkkkk thor pingin laughs at this nulis)