The Step Sister of Tiri

22. Wanna move

"Uncle Doni, what kind of motorcycle taxi guy's income, anyway?" ayman asked as they were in the apartment. All this time the man was always there to do all his work.

"I don't know, Sir. Depending on the number of passengers and close to the distance," Doni replied after thinking for a moment. "What's the matter, sir?"

"The night I gave Zayna two hundred thousand dollars, she looked at it like it was weird. Yesterday also when I gave a hundred thousand, I thought it was less, so I added. Last night I gave you two hundred thousand, the expression is still the same."

"I think that's enough for the size of a motorcycle taxi driver. Maybe it's just your feelings" interrupted Doni.

"No, Uncle. I know Zayna's expression. He sees money as strange when it's real money. I just took it two days ago at the ATM."

"Well! So Mr gave Non Zayna money using the money you took from the ATM machine? The money's a hundred thousand new forms?" asked Doni in a surprised voice.

"Yes, Uncle. My money is just that. Why why anyway? It seems like Uncle is surprised when it's not something strange."

"Master, all the money that the taxi man made was definitely tens of thousands or thousands. If you get a hundred thousand, it's only occasionally and the money has also been scuffed. Non Zayna sees it as weird." Doni patted his forehead.

He was not out of thought with his boss because he did not think before lying. Though Ayman is very smart in business, but for such a small thing can make a mistake? Smart people are weird.

"So I have to exchange money for the bank again?"

"No need, Sir. If at the Bank, the money must be new again, better to exchange motorcycle taxi or food vendors only."

"Uncle is right, I'll exchange it on the way home, but, Uncle, are two hundred thousand not too few?"

"I don't think so, sir. In fact sometimes they can only be fifty thousand if there are no passengers."

Ayman nodded his head. It turns out that life is very sad. Luckily, he still has family and business. There are many out there who live in distress.

Whatever will happen, he will try to make his wife happy. However, they had to pass the test from their mother first for one month. After that, the man was free to do everything.

"Oh, yes, Uncle. Did you decide on a rented house for me?" ask Ayman.

"Already, Sir. Em ... mm ...."

Ayman looked at Doni. There seems to be something so important, but hesitant to say.

"What's up, Uncle? Just say it."

"There are some people who are deliberately paid by the mistress to make Non Zayna not feel at home there," said Doni in a soft voice.

"meaning?"

"Mrs pay some people who live around there to make a tantrum with Non Zayna. They do whatever it takes, as long as Non Zayna doesn't feel at home and leaves the house."

After thinking for a moment, Ayman told Doni to just shut up and pretend not to know. However, the middle-aged man still had to investigate all the plans of his mother. He didn't want to let his guard down and make it all fall apart.

Doni leaves the busy Ayman back with his job. The man knows for sure his boss better understands what to take. For now he can only follow orders.

*****

"Mas, we should not be independent," said Zanita while in the room and will sleep.

"What do you mean?" asked Fahri with his eyes.

"Yes, we're alone, Mas. In the apartment or where. I also want to be the wife who always serves you. It's just the two of us. I want to be devoted to you fully" said Zanita reasoned. He really can't do all that work.

"In this house you can do whatever you want. You can also be filial and do what a wife is supposed to do, without having to live in an apartment or anywhere else."

"But, Mom, if you're here there's mom and dad. I'm less free as a wife."

Fahri begins to understand the purpose of his wife. It seems this woman wants to avoid her mother. She knows if Zanita starts to get distressed by what Lusi ordered. His wife never did any kitchen work. All the work in the house of his father-in-law, Zayna, was done.

"You're not trying to avoid work in this house, are you?" asked Fahri who wanted to hear his wife's confession.

"No, Mas. How could I be like that? I just want to be independent, both of you. Is that wrong? We're young so we have to start learning from scratch."

"No need, in this house you can learn everything. There is a mother who can teach you. I told you before, if after marriage we'll stay at my house. I promised my mom that I would never leave her so, inevitably, you have to stay in this house. If you're not at home, you can go, but I'll never go anywhere."

"Kok talks like that, anyway! Me, right, your wife, you should have preferred me over your mama and papa!" zanita said with annoyance.

"I never chose anyone. I'm just saying what I think is right. I don't want to force you to stay in this house either, but that's it, all options are with you. Want to stay here please, want to go too please. I will never stand in the way you choose."

Fahri laid down his body and covered his body with a blanket. He slept with his back to his wife. The man did not want any longer debate. Which will even make his emotions go up and out of control.

Fahri had been patient enough to face a spoiled wife like Zanita. In this situation, the man remembered Zayna even more. If only ... hah, say if it were so painful for him, but that is the reality.

Zanita who saw her husband behind her could only smile wryly. Though he was initially convinced if Fahri could fulfill his wish as before. However, who would have thought if the man did not bother at all what he said. If it's like this Zanita should be able to accept staying at home in-laws forever.

He doubted if he could survive later and did not know when it happened. This family is rich, there is also ART at home, but why do you still have to bother in the kitchen? Zayna gave a rough sigh.

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