The Step Sister of Tiri

92. Guest Mom

Mama Aisyah prepared dinner for her family, assisted by Bik Ira and Kinan. A variety of food at the table. Zayna who just joined the dining table was so surprised because so much food was on the table. Usually not this much.

Previously Zayna had heard her father-in-law's plan to give happy news at dinner. However, isn't it too much if you have to prepare this much food? Is this food not just for the family?

“Kakak feels weird ‘kan because the food is this much? From earlier I also asked, but Mama did not answer it at all and just nagged during cooking,” Kinan said, making Zayna look at her sister-in-law.

“Already, you don't have to complain to your sister-in-law. Just continue your duties,” interrupted Mama Aisyah who is still busy with food at the dining table.

“Tuh, right, Brother heard it for himself. From earlier also it.”

Zayna just held back the laughter of hearing her sister's grunts. He knew that his sister-in-law was not really angry at his mother. The girl was just flirting. The more days Zayna gets to know the personality of her family.

The sound of the house bell rang. Bik Ira who wanted to open the door was prevented by Zayna because the woman wanted her to open it. He just kept quiet, doing nothing. Wanted to help with cooking, but her in-laws always forbade.

Zayna walked towards the front, when she opened the door, there were three people there. A couple and a young man. The woman was sure that the man was their child.

“Assalamualaikum.”

“Waalaikumsalam, sorry, can I help you?” ask Zayna.

“I want to meet Mr. Hadi and Ms. Aisyah,” replied the woman.

“Oh, yes, Papa and Mama are inside. Please login!” zayna said by opening the door wide. The woman led her three guests into the living room.

“Please wait a minute, yes, Mom, Sir. Let me call Mama Papa.”

“Iya. Oh yeah, are you Kinan?” ask the woman.

“Not, Mom. I'm Zayna, I'm her daughter-in-law Papa hadi and Mama Aisyah.”

“Oh, you're Ayman's wife?” ask the man in front of Zayna. He must be the husband of that woman.

“Iya, Sir. My wife Mas Ayman.”

“Do not call Sir. My name is Vishnu and this is my wife Aida. If this is my son, his name is Hanif. Call us Om and Aunt only.”

“Iya, Om, Aunt. I call Mama and Papa first,” said Zayna while slightly bending her body. The woman immediately went to the kitchen to call her mother-in-law.

“Ma, in front there are more guests nyariin Papa with Mama.”

"Who?" ask Mama Aisyah.

"His name is Om Vishnu and Aunt Aida."

“Oh, have they come? So fast! The food is not ready. Yes, you continue to help them make food. Let Mama call Papa first.”

“Ma, what kind of drink will the guests prepare?” ask Zayna before her in-laws leave.

“No need, we're having dinner together.”

Zayna nodded her head, obeying her in-laws. Maybe this is his estimate. Her in-laws had deliberately prepared this much dinner for them.

“Who Om Vishnu and Aunt Aida, Brother?” ask Kinan after Mama Aisyah leaves.

“You just don't know, what about me, it sure doesn't know anything?”

“I just heard the name Om Vishnu and Aunt Aida.”

“Sister also just heard. Your brother also often introduces Brother to his business partners, but only briefly, so forget and do not know anything.”

“Yes too, sih.”

“Something, Brother?”

“Ndon't know. Suddenly Mama ngundang them, keep nyiapin dinner all. Whereas before if there were friends who came, Mama also never taught dinner at home, he said he did not want to take care of Bik Ira. At least have dinner outside, unless there's still a family connection. What else is this impromptu show.”

“Iya, yes! I just realized that, but what made Mama invite them?”

“Entah, later also we know.”

“What's the matter, honey?” ask Ayman who just came.

“Nothing, Mas. Do you know Om Vishnu and Aunt Aida?”

“Know, dong! They ‘kan a businessman, he's Papa's friend too. Business is everywhere. Why why anyway? You know them?”

“Just known earlier in front.”

“Om Vishnu is here?”

“Iya, along with his wife and child.”

“Annya? Tumben son of Om Vishnu wants to come to this house. Usually never want to meet with his papa business friends.”

“Why not, Mas?”

“Because his son refused to inherit the company. Om Vishnu once said that his son only wanted to become a lecturer at the university. He did not want to interfere with his papa's business. He was an only child. Om Vishnu very much hope for his son.”

As they were busy talking, there was the sound of Mama Aisyah approaching by bringing her guests into the kitchen. Ayman coded the wife not to speak anymore. Meanwhile, Kinan was surprised to find that the guest referred to by his sister-in-law was Hanif—, a killer— lecturer at his university. I don't know what dreams he had today.

Even Kinan had a problem with the lecturer. The girl tried to cover her face to avoid being seen. However, Hanif first learned of Kinan's whereabouts. That's why the man came here.

“Please sit down, Mas Vishnu, Aida. Sorry, it's like this my house, it's messy,” said Mama Aisyah who felt bad.

“What are you talking about? This clean house you said messy, then how is my house?” sahut Aida's.

“Already, precisely the messy house means the residents are happy. Do not need to be enlarged again,” sela Papa Hadi is possessed by Vishnu.

“How are you doing Om Vishnu?” greet Ayman.

“Alhamdulillah, fine. Oh yes, congratulations on your marriage. Om just saw your wife, it turns out beautiful too,” said Wisnu made Ayman laugh.

“Sure, dong, Om. Who was her husband,” said Ayman who increasingly makes everyone laugh. Zayna was embarrassed and immediately pinched her husband's waist.

“Already, already, come on, let's eat first! Later on again chat,” by Mama Aisyah.

They took their seats, while Kinan stood looking at the man he did not expect to see.

“Kinan, why are you standing? Quickly sit!” mama Aisyah.

“Iya, Ma.” Kinan sat down on the chair next to his sister-in-law, right in front of Hanif.

“Oh, this is Kinan? Aunty hasn't seen you in a long time. You are getting more beautiful now, huh?”

“Thank you, Auntie,” said Kinan with a shy smile.

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