Waiting for the Love of the Husband

THE MCSS 11

Isha's phone fell and hit the floor, she who was in the shopping center and was talking through the phone had to collide with someone else. Causing reflexes until the phone is detached.

"Yaaa my phone?" Isha seger took it.

"Sorry," said a handsome man who reached out to Isha. "I accidentally hit you."

Without receiving a helping hand from the man, Isha woke up first. Just nod and walk back. As a woman she does not want too much interaction with the opposite sex who is not her mahrom.

"I'm going home now." He resumed his conversation on the phone. Soon he entered the car and drove to his sister's house.

The impromptu workers had already finished their work and got the appropriate pay from Aish. They leave after exchanging phone numbers to make it easier when Aish needs them again.

They cross paths with Isha who just got off the car.

"Who are they, brother?" ask Isha who just came.

"The man who helped ease the work at home, Sha."

"Sister Asyraf doesn't provide workers? Her innocuousness, sweetness doang but did not relieve his wife's work. I'll report him to Dad."

Aish just smiled hearing her sister-in-law grumble. Walk first to where he received his report. "No need, Sha your brother hasn't had a chance yet."

Before being offered a drink Isha first took it. "What if I take my own drink?"

Aish turned to him, "You don't have to, Sha. Think of it like at Mom's. Oh yes mom how are you? I didn't talk to you much yesterday."

"Well, I guess," replied Isha after looking at her drink in three gulps. "No snacks?" ask while mummbuak every closet in the kitchen as in the habit at home mom.

"Not shopping, the intention will be later afternoon with Zia's father."

"Tante Isha is a habit" said Zia, who has been engrossed in her own world.

Isha sat down next to Zia. Chat lightly and propose to shop together. "Where, brother?"

"I haven't got Zia's father's permission."

"Let me call" Isha said, blurting her phone out of her bag. Three times a connected tone was heard but the call had not yet been raised.

Asyraf who was looking at a photo of his wife's teenage years glanced at the mobile phone that vibrated since earlier. The name of the brother is on the screen. "Why, Sha?"

"Sak Asihwa's home isn't he? I'd like him to buy my bathroom, brother."

Aish glared at Isha's conversation with her husband. Isha may ask even though the person she means is next to her.

"Later in the afternoon, you'll be home at five."

"Old Ish, pity if they starve," Aish replied quickly.

"Yes, Aish is home." Berkir call.

"That aunt Isha lied to you." Zia sat with her hands folded on her chest. His eyes were made to glare, but instead of being afraid there was even an anxiety.

"But would you like to go for a walk with Aunt Isha?" goda Isha tickles his nephew.

Zia laughed amusedly, "yes, I want to" she replied indistinctly.

They finally headed to the nearest shopping center. Small talk is more dominated by Isha who looks calm turned out to be more violent. Especially when teasing each other between nephew and tente.

Three trolley baskets full of need not forget snacks for Zia. Unlike the basket Isha more snacks than her needs.

They were joking around each other without realizing that anyone was watching from afar.

Aish paid for everything he bought using his own money. Not using the ATM that her husband gave her yesterday. I don't know, he still doesn't dare. Here he said that because he did not want Ashraf to be negligent of his obligation to give a living.

Before going home they took time to bring Zia to play for a while and then they came home.

Arriving at Aish's house, straight through her shopping. Zia and Isha were joking more than helping.

***

The clock has pointed to the number five, Asyraf is preparing to go home after closing his final file. He looked at the phone screen but there was no notification of the discharge from the ATM card given to Aish.

He frowned, but yes, that's it. Now it's time to go home. When he went down to the first floor he passed Nindy who was about to go up.

Asyraf was indifferent but suddenly Nindy stopped her steps by stretching out her arms.

"What's wrong?" ask Asyraf flat.

Unexpectedly, Nindy hugged him suddenly. Asyraf was startled and immediately pushed Nindy's body. "What do you want?" snapped Asyraf who did not like Nindy's behavior. Regretting that day he didn't immediately fire her from work.

"I want to, Mr. Asyraf. I like you," replied Nindy. Your hands will return to reach Asyraf's body but first pushed aside.

Asyraf gave a mocking smile. Not returning Nindy's words and he went down first by walking quickly to Hans who was still sitting at his desk. "Sir Nindy!" orders to Hans.

Hans who memorized Nindy's attitude did not ask much, he nodded in agreement.

Nindy who heard, clenched her hands. "It's a waste of me humbling myself if I don't get you."

After speaking with Hans, Asyraf directly entered the car. He calls her home and is picked up by Zia.

He rubbed his chest because he thought Aish would pick up the phone. "Dad's at home in thirty minutes, yeah" he said.

"Mother, he said I was home in thirty minutes" Zia shouted from a nearby phone call.

"Yes." Yeah." Aish's voice was heard by Asyraf before the call closed.

Asyraf did not understand what feelings were suddenly smuggling into his heart. Since a few days ago the feeling is often present suddenly.

Aish's shadow combing her hair, with long earrings in the ears of the wife he saw inadvertently always bothered him. It makes her feel and want to touch it. Asih uses a sensation in his veil alik.

The car immediately drove off leaving a special parking lot for him. Without caring for Nindy who stared at the departure of her car with clenched hands.

After Ashraf's departure from his presence, Hans immediately confronted Nindy. The man shook his head. "How many times have I said, Mr. Asyraf is not a striped-nose man who is easily tempted just by looking at the cleavage. There is even more he does not like. You worked here today. All your rights will be taken care of tomorrow. Please leave this place."

"Cih, so alim. Hypocrite whereas if you see*********** must be tempted too," said Nindy who immediately grabbed her bag and left where she worked for three years.

He stared at the departure of Asyraf's car with all the swearing in his heart. He promised himself he would conquer a man like Asyraf. Of course in the dirty way that he thinks is easiest. Unbutton the shirt and raise the skirt. He smiled, imagining that day would come.

"Don't call me Nindy if I can't conquer you. Just wait."

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