Waiting for the Love of the Husband

Waiting for the Love of the Husband
THE MCSS 14



After preparing the dish on the table, Aish examined her son as well as called out to him. Zia came out of the room and greeted the mother with a sweet sentence. "Beautiful mother."


"Ah cute. It's tidy apparently mother's son."


"Dong already, do you want to have ade."


"Eh, I said that."


"Auntie Isha said it yesterday."


This is Isha's work. Aish doesn't know that her husband has been run over by her sister-in-law.


Everyone has gathered at the dinner table, a breakfast at Aish's start asking for permission to go to his workplace. Last night he opened there was an incoming email from the business he pioneered.


"You're not in college, Sha?" ask Asyraf


"Lecture but it'll be two o'clock."


"If that's what you're with Aish, let Zia be the one to deliver."


"okay."


After breakfast, everyone returns to their activities. Asyraf after driving Zia to school directly to the showroom. The plan is later in the afternoon he has a meeting with his business relations.


Aish accompanied by her sister-in-law. Even when he had arrived at his place of business his sister-in-law was at home and would accompany him to completion.


Do not take a headache, after all Isha is not a child who is still troublesome. Aish asked a few people she trusted to enter her room.


One by one give reports of their respective duties. Not to forget they also discussed for the progress of the business.


"Good idea" Aish praised one of the employees who gave the idea.


At ten they are allowed to return to their respective activities. "I hope the execution of the idea just worked out well. For reports can send to email, because I myself can not go out too often without the permission of my husband. Thank you please continue your work." The sentence closes Aish's meeting with some of the people he trusts to advance his efforts.


Aish came out first, and then his men later. At only eleven, he can still ask Aisha to take him to pick up Zia. His son would be happy if he picked him up. Usually the driver of his mother-in-law's house.


"It's over, brother?" Tanya Isha turned her gaze away from the mobile screen.


"Already, pick up Zia first yuk. Can't you?"


"Yes, his college hours are still three hours away." Isha draped her bag onto her shoulder following her sister-in-law.


In the car Isha asked a lot about the business pioneered by his sister's wife. A few words wrapped in admiration he said. Praising and saying that he wants to be like Aish.


"Sister Asyraf knows that you have this business?" isha asked not to shift her focus from the crowded streets because it was almost lunch.


"Not yet, I guess," chuckles Aish.


The car they were riding stopped in front of the gate of Zia school. Some parents were also seen waiting for their children to come out.


The ringing of the bell sounded as the gate opened. A couple of little kids with mneyingsong parents.


Zia walked so gracefully among the crowd. He turned his head towards his tantric car then smiled and greeted.


With ignorance Isha did not open the window was asking Aish not to go down first. He laughed when his nephew knocked on the glass and circled the car.


"Udah ah kasian," said Aish as he opened the door and went down.


"Mother," exclaimed Zia who finally felt relieved because she had turned the car several times but no one opened the door. The scorching sun made his puffed cheeks so prosperous, the tissue was also teriahtvdikeny and his nose.


Isha was still laughing watching the mother and the child. Moreover, looking at Zia's annoyed expression.


"Tante Isha is evil, I'll say it with grandma."


"Say, my aunt won't give you chocolate again."


"I don't like chocolate now, I love strawberries."


The debate between the aunt and nephew colored his third trip to Asyraf's reastauran. Aisha doesn't know that place yet.


There Ashraf had already come and welcomed his colleagues. They all serve lunch. Chat is not far from about funding and profits.


Asyraf himself did not know that his wife was going to have lunch there. Until the moment he turned to the door, his wife and son were there with Isha.


He did not greet them because his desk was also far from the door. He resumed the conversation.


Isha chose a seat by the window. The atmosphere there began to get crowded as it was time for lunch. A servant who knew Isha approached and served her well. Some menus they have ordered.


While waiting for food, Aish asks more about Zia's activities at school, including listening to her son tell her many things. Starting from his crying friend, a good teacher included when he was told to go forward and read prayers to eat.


"What a thrill, but Zia's not nervous up ahead?" Aishs.


"No, but my hands are sweaty," Zia replied as she watched her palms.


"It's great for your mother's son." Surely Aish praised the courage of his son sincerely. He did not want to create the distance he and Zia just tap the status of the connecting mother.


A man approached them and greeted Aish. It was not Asyraf but Juan.


Aisha looked up at the face as well as Isha. The woman who has been playing more mobile phones has narrowed her eyes.


"Sister Juan?"


"Yes, the other table is full and here I see an empty chair. Can I join Aish?"


Aish did not answer, however she was a wife. It feels unethical to sit with a man who a few days ago sent him a letter. Even though he wasn't just sitting alone.


Isha cleared her throat when she saw her sister at another table. The idea reappeared. Asyraf himself looked towards him.


"Could, please. Aish, right?" Isha purposely allowed another man to sit at the same table. She wants to know her brother's reason later.


"Isha?" From his expression it can be read that Aish objected but Isha did not care about it.


"Don't mind?


"No, I'm not relaxed, not just the two. Pity me if you have to wait for an empty table first" said Isha.


Actually Aish objected, but Juan sat down. Even expelling does not taste good. Another case with the brother-in-law, he looks so relaxed.


"We count to ten, I'm sure Jak Asyraf has seen where we are. One ... two .. three ... four ...."


Asyraf Quickly completed their meeting.Tak forgot to answer the hands of his new clients as a sign of the completion of their meeting.


He was upset when he saw a man he knew admired his wife. What's more now sitting at the same table.


"Aish," Asyraf pulled the wife's hand.