Waiting for the Love of the Husband

THE MCSS 22

"Sorry," Aish immediately released her hand from the man who spoke to her earlier. He nodded and passed, but the man followed him.

"Aish I want to talk to you for a minute." Juan held back Aish's steps. The woman looked over and smiled faintly.

"I'm sorry, but now's not the time. Excuse me."

Juan continues to follow Aish's steps even though the woman ignores him. Asyraf who had been with Zia turned his head and went back to his wife.

"Is there a problem?" ask Asyraf. He doesn't like men trying to get close to his wife. Even though he knew that his wife would not serve. His wife knew the limits of interacting with the opposite sex. What else the man who tried to get close to it was blatantly expressing his feelings despite the letter.

"Oh, Mr. Asyraf yes. Isha's sister?"

"Yes?"

"So I wanted to talk to Aish because I think through him I get to know your sister."

Asyraf smiled cynically. He did not believe the man in front of him. "I know Isha better, and I am her guardian. So you don't have to approach a married woman if your intention is to approach Isha."

"I can finally talk to you, sir. I thought you were a stiff person so I was reluctant to approach you. Let me approach your wife because we know each other."

"Is that?"

"Yes of course."

"Then we talk next time. Sorry this afternoon we wanted to spend the weekend together."

"Oh I'm sorry to interrupt, then please enjoy the weekend." Juan smiled but not with his heart. The feeling there he channeled into a fist beside his body.

Asyraf had seen that when he turned his head, but he did not want to bother about it. That was enough to make a man who loves his wife.

***

The time for verkatifitas has returned, Asyraf is already wearing his work clothes prepared by his wife. Aish did his duty well. Not once did he try to show an attitude that would offend the husband. Aish always spread a smile and spoke sweetly when dealing with Asyraf.

"I'm tidy?" Asyraf pleased the body and asked for judgment from his wife.

"Of course, under any circumstances my husband always looks neat and charming" Aish said as she tidied up the lapel of the husband's suit.

Asyraf summarizes Asih's face and gives a kiss on the lips of the wife. "Keep your praise for the night," said Asyraf slowly and successfully make Asih blushing. "Today I'm going home a little late. Hans said there's a meeting schedule with clients from abroad."

"Ys is no papa. May goodness always accompany your steps and may Allah take care of you for me."

"Is my wife doubting me?"

"No," said Aish, "it's already there."

Aish hands over her husband and child. He went back into the house and started working. He rarely came to the store even to the company he pioneered. But that doesn't mean he's out of hand. He still works even from home.

"Mom sent flowers" one of the waiters reported at her home.

"From dad?"

"Lack of knowing, Mom. That one didn't say, but said it was from a handsome guy."

"Oh yes it's probably from the father." The flowers brought by the waiter were placed on the table. Aish refocused on her work. When there is free time he sends a message with his brother.

(Assalamualaikum Bah healthy? There's a pile of longing for Abah.)

(Waalaikumsalaam, Alhamdulillah good health son, Asyraf how?)

(Kok asked Asyraf anyway, Aish who missed abah)

(Yes who knows your son-in-law also misses this old man)

Aish laughed reading a reply from abah. He immediately ended the conversation because it turned out that time had been on and soon he had to pick up Zia.

Before he started, he opened Instagram. His eyes squinted when he saw a story on an account.

A photo where Ashraf was standing on the escalator and turned his back to the uploader and showed off a finger embedded in a ring. What disturbed Aish's heart was the uploader's writing.

Thanks for today, I'm not the one who's hidden but you still make me special.

Aish did not want to get stuck for guessing, she ignored the upload and prepared to pick up Zia.

***

Asyraf has just agreed on a contract of cooperation with his colleagues. He smiled happily as his efforts grew. Together with Aish susteki seemed to be facilitated.

Since it was time for lunch he contacted his wife via video call. The call was connected and soon appeared to his wife and son who had just sat down with a tired face but a smile remained plenary.

"Assalamualaikum angel."

"Onger, dad? it should be princes kareana you're a child," Zia protested as Aish just smiled.

"Jawab greetings first, son. Yes, I call her mother."

Asyraf always managed to make Aish flirt, but the man also always managed to break Aish's heart. In front of him Asyraf was always sweet but Aish also often caught the husband staring at a photo of his mother Zia. Even several times mengugau and call the name Syfa.

"Eat already?" ask Aish.

"Newly order, I ate at the restaurant just recently finished seeing a client."

"Oh yeah, we'll have lunch too. Poor Zia has frowned." Aish pointed the camera at Zia who was indeed pouting from feeling neglected.

Asyraf chuckled then nodded and apologized to Zia. Berkhir then continued his lunch with Hans.

After lunch they returned to the office. Asyraf did not realize that he was being followed by someone. He also does not know what Aish already knows.

He refocused on his work. He also interacted with female employees. Anticipate madness as Nindy once did.

Asyraf stared at the clock that pointed at the number four over thirty minutes. He was supposed to go home but Hans reminded of the appointment with a client from Malaysia.

Hans came in after knocking on the door. "They've already sent the location for the meeting, sir. But ..." Hans let out a breath before delivering his next sentence. "They want to meet at the Golden Club, sir."

"Club?" Asyraf hesitated to hear the word club. He never entered such a place. He knocks a finger at the table. The job demanded him for his profession but his heart refused to enter the place he had never visited.

"If you're in doubt, we can propose somewhere else, sir." Hans understood the doubt in his superior's heart.

Asyraf still holds both good and bad. The offer from their side was tempting but Asyraf felt unsure.

What's gonna happen?