
Riza just finished wearing a shirt. He decided to go to the kitchen because his wife must still not finish cooking. The kitchen looks empty. Riza turned to the dining room but his wife was not there. He approached a portion of breakfast that had been served on the table. The man grabbed the small paper that was there and immediately read it.
"Lunch and dinner are ready. You just heat it in the microwave. I'll be home tonight because there's still business. Be careful with the microwave. Do not be careless and burn the kitchen. If you don't know how to search the internet." Riza sighed after reading the wife's message. He sat down and started to eat breakfast. He thought he would spend time alone with his wife. But apparently not. Jihan is still busy and if not her day off is busy.
Jihan just got to the badminton court. After from the Gym he went straight there because there was an appointment with someone. "It's been a while?" He asked while sitting next to a man in his 60s. "No. Just five minutes here." Answer with a smile. "What is your relationship with your husband?" He asked as he looked at Jihan who was busy gulping down water. "Yes that's it. Our relationship is just a matter of staying. Not more. What to expect." It clearly made the man sigh. "I see he loves you." Mark said while chuckling. "Don't talk about it. Let's hurry. Opa muscles must be trained." Her speech. "Hey. I'm your father why you call me Opa. You naughty girl." The man stood up after Jihan.
Finished with his activities on the badminton field, Jihan invited the coach and his adoptive father to have lunch together at one of the restaurants there. "Have your own restaurant why eat here?" Ask the guy. "Uncle doesn't like it?" Instead of answering Jihan asked back. "Lost food in your restaurant." Answer the man chuckled. "We have already ordered. I'll send it to uncle for dinner." Jihan began to feed the food into her mouth. "Thank you. Again, I told you not to call me uncle. Call me papa." Firmly the man and Jihan only nodded as her mouth was still full.
Jihan's breath choked because she heard the sound of laughter from the middle room. Her husband, and everything was there. "BIS. Who's guest?" Tanya Jihan saw ART had just delivered a drink. "The same old man Den Amir and some lodge manager." His reply made Jihan nod. They just want me to go through the back. Surely they will be ashamed of his uncapped appearance like the others. Jihan drifted in her thinking. "Sir." Mother walked followed by her two children and daughter-in-law. The girl did not reply looking at them with an indecipherable feeling. "You're embarrassed?" Jihan asked made them flinch. "You're telling me to go through the back in shame?" With a flat face and her hateful gaze Jihan asked. "No Deck. It's not like that." Answer Mother. "Why not be ashamed to tell me to go in the back? What am I really? Animals that can be led here and there at will? or do you think I'm a senseless human being?" Tanya Jihan turned her body immediately stepped away.
Riza and everyone are frantically looking for Jihan. The girl was neither in the apartment nor in the house. "Where Za. Is there a restaurant?" Ask Mommy makes her daughter-in-law shake her head. They didn't mean to offend Jihan for telling her to go in the back. All that was done was to get Jihan to change clothes first before being invited to meet with the guests present. Surely they feel bad if they let the Princess of a boarding school owner dress improperly as a Muslim. Riza let out her breath. He was confused where to look. All the usual places in his wife's visit have been visited but no results.