The Step Sister of Tiri

35. Who's coming?

Zayna waited for the others to finish taking the food first, and she was the last. Ayman of course did not mind the origin of being with his wife. For the man, food as good as anything if eaten alone will taste bland. Unlike when we are with the people we love, it will feel delicious even if only simple cuisine.

"Mas, what are you going to wear?" ask Zayna after taking the rice.

"Fish it, honey, same vegetable," Ayman replied with a smile. Zayna was always fascinated by her smile.

Zayna served her husband very carefully. It certainly attracted the attention of others and made Fahri stricken with envy. Zanita does pay attention to him sometimes. The man kept staring at his ex-girlfriend.

Zanita did everything Zayna did. However, inexplicably Fahri felt that there was sincerity done by his former lover, rather than his wife. Zanita kept working on it. However, the woman did so while continuing to nag.

"Earbst ...." Deheman Zanita disperse daydreams Fahri. The man continued his lunch.

Zayna and Ayman don't care what the others do. Both of them just wanted to finish their lunch and leave the house.

"How long will you stay there?" ask Grace in her arms.

"Maybe we'll settle there, Pa. I have a job there too" Ayman replied.

"Papa's party won't meet with Papa's daughter, dong!" grace replied, instantly making Zayna look at the middle-aged man. There was a warm feeling when the papa was still expecting his arrival. Though all this time Grace rarely reveals anything about him.

"What the hell is it, Pa. Sister Zayna will go with her husband, just let him stay there. It doesn't matter either," sidelines Zanita makes Rahmat look at him sharply.

"We're gonna be here, all right, Pa. Maybe once a month or if I don't have a job we can come here" Ayman replied without taking Zanita's heart.

"Good, do not let you decide your friendship."

"Yes, Pa."

"What do you do there?" asked Savina who had been silent.

"I work at a snack company, Ma."

"Oh, so the laborer apparently. The salary is also not how much, why should go all the way there? Here too, right, same thing," said Savina.

Ayman smiled in response. He did not know what to answer to his father-in-law. If the man says that he is a superior there, he may later be mistaken for bragging. So better just shut up. It doesn't matter if anyone else knows about it.

After they finished eating, they talked for a while and then Ayman and Zayna said goodbye because they did not want to miss the plane. The woman was relieved that her mother and sister did not make trouble with her and the husband.

"Pa, I'm saying goodbye. Take care of Papa's health, don't work too hard. Later every month we will send money to Papa," said Zayna.

Ayman had already talked to his wife about remittances every month. At first the woman refused because she did not want to trouble her husband, but the man insisted. Inevitably Zayna finally accepted it.

"no need. You need a lot of money there. The money you keep, which is important for Papa, you always tell Papa. That's enough. Papa also apologized so far has been very hard on you," said Grace with teary eyes. He regretted treating his daughter so badly.

"Papa, there's no need to apologize. I know everything for my own good. Instead, I thank Papa because everything Papa does can make me stronger" said Zayna with the palm of Grace.

They hugged before they separated. Zayna did not want to be far from her father, but she had to go wherever she went. Nowadays it is sophisticated. They can make video calls.

"Pa, we're saying goodbye. We'll keep sending money to Papa. Although not much, hopefully useful for the family. We go first, assalamu'alaikum." Ayman kisses Rahmat's back followed by Zayna. Both of them say goodbye to the others. Although reluctant Savina was forced to join hands as well.

"We're going straight to the airport, Mas? Did Uncle Doni take our things?" zayna asked in a loud voice as they were on their way. The motor sounds pretty noisy too.

"Yes, Mr. Doni had sent a message, he said he was waiting for us at the airport," Ayman replied in a loud voice as well. Not long after they arrived at the airport. It looks like Mr. Doni is waiting.

"Good day, Mrs. Here's your ticket. Let's check in because soon the plane will take off" said Mr. Doni after approaching his superiors.

Ayman just nodded and followed Mr. Doni's path. Zayna was silent. He felt strange about the mistress's call pinned by Mr. Doni. The woman was more comfortable when the man called her name only.

"Mas, how long is the journey?" zayna asked as the two sat on the plane.

"About three hours, honey."

"That means we're done with magrib, huh, Mas?"

"Yes, it's also better at that hour because everyone must have been home" replied Ayman, who was taken by Zayna.

The woman repeatedly took a breath and threw it away. That of course made Ayman avert his eyes and look at the wife. The man knew that Zayna was nervous. He held the woman's hand as if he said he was always with her. Ayman also encouraged him.

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"Tumben you relax at home. Not going out with your friends?" asked Hadi when he saw Kinan sitting in the living room while watching television.

"Yes, your tumbens are at home!" sahut Aisha.

"For the lazy" said Kinan. "Mama with Papa Why Kepo? Usually if I come out must be lectured at length, but the turn at home is even said tumben."

"Yes, because kam—"

The sound of the house bell stopped Aisyah who wanted to speak. They looked at each other, as if asking who it was.

"Who's coming? Papa hugged someone?" ask Aisha to her husband.

"No, Ma. Kinan is probably," replied Hadi.

"No, I don't have an appointment with anyone."

"Let Mama open, Bik Ira is also busy in the kitchen."

Mama Aisyah walked forward to open the door. As soon as he opened it, how surprised the woman was to see someone who was at the door. Aisyah was wondering, how could they be here.

"Assalamualaikum, Ma."

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