
All the food had been lined up and neatly arranged at the dining table, and the time had shown twelve o'clock in the afternoon. "Ah, as good as I pray first," murmured Aida, and then rushed to the main room to perform dhuhur prayer.
Although there is Mirna, a housekeeper, but for cooking affairs Aida still does, because Ryan is more happy if the wife is cooking for her.
After the prayer, Aida offered her an infinite thanksgiving because God had granted her do'a-do'a all along.
Finished with her do'a, Aida immediately rearranged her prayer mat and mukena. Ryan's wife then sprinkled a little powder on his face, and gave a soft pink color polish on his thin lips so as not to look pale.
Ten minutes later, Aida came out of the room wearing the best dress she had. Ryan's wife looked very excited, welcoming the husband to lunch together.
Aida sat restlessly in the living room, and seemed impatient to wait for her husband to come home.
Seconds changed minutes, and minutes passed changed hours.An hour more Aida waited, but the nose of her husband was not seen.
Aida is still faithfully sitting in the living room, Ryan's little wife began to fidget.His mind raged thinking of various possibilities, until the sound of greeting someone disperse his daydream.
"Assalamu'alikum," said a man of Ryan's age, from the open doorway.
Every waiting for the return of the husband, Aida was always deliberately open the door wide.
"Wa'alaikumsalam," Aida replied in surprise, "Oh, RW sir. What's the matter, sir?" Ask Aida who does not want to allow her guests to enter, because at this time the husband is not at home.
"Yes mbak Aida, I came here to convey the mandate of my wife.if this afternoon my wife can not teach, because she is not feeling well," said Mr. RW, her husband ustadzah Zulaikhah.
Aida nodded, "Oh, yes sir, it's okay. May the ustadzah soon be healthy again," do'a Aida for his ustadzah.
"Sorry Mr. RW, I cannot allow you to enter. Because Ryan is not at home," said Aida honestly, and intends to evict his guests with a smooth to pass soon and not linger.
Mr. RW nodded in understanding, "well mbak Aida, I am also in a hurry," replied Zulaikhah's ustadzah husband with understanding. "Let's take Aida, assalamu'alikum," said RW, and soon passed leaving Aida still standing in the doorway.
"Wa'alaikumsalam," Aida replied with a smile at the husband's car entering the yard, and passed by RW's motorbike at the gate.
Aida immediately approached her husband's car, to welcome the arrival of the husband who had been in her later since.
Ryan who had just got off the car, and was followed by Retno's mom from the other side, stared intently at Aida, his gaze looking down like skinning his little wife's body.
"Since when have you been in contact with that man!" Ryan snapped right in front of Aida's face before Aida could kiss her hand, until Ryan's wife shriveled in surprise.
"Male? Who do you mean? If that guy just now, it's Mr. RW mas. he's here for the cropping..."
"Well, it's your behavior!" Snapped Ryan again, cutting quickly Aida's unfinished speech. "His husband is out of work, but you're at home having fun with other men!"
"It! Wear the lipstick! And this dress! You even dandan maximum for a date with that man!" Accuse Ryan, while rubbing the rough lips of Aida to make Ryan's little wife grimace.
"Mas, what I saw was,,,"
Meanwhile, Retno still looks shocked, because her son who just arrived at the house immediately angry at Aida.
Ryan continued to enter the house, regardless of Aida who followed his steps and still trying to grab Ryan's hand.
Ms. Retno walked slowly behind the two husbands and wives, keeping big questions in her mind.
Ryan slammed his body into the couch of the family room, which was soft, unbutton her top shirt by force until the small black circle came off and fell rolling to the floor and stopped just below the feet of Aida who stood pecking not far from Ryan.
Ryan took a deep breath and gruffly blew his.
Ms. Retno was sitting next to her son, and her gaze was fixed on Aida.
Aida tries to think clearly, and does not get swept up in emotions that can make things worse.
While in the dining room, Mirna who heard her employer just came home and shouted angrily at Aida. Mirna sat sweetly at the dinner table, in order to eavesdrop on her employer's family talk.
"Mother, where was Ryan picked up?" Aida approached Retno's mother and kissed the old woman's back of the hand with reverence.
"Station," Retno replied cold and short.
Aida took a deep breath, closing her eyes. Want Aida to cry right now, because getting judgment from the problem is not clear end of his base. But is it not if he himself cries, it will not be able to solve the problem?
Slowly Aida ventured to sit next to her husband, "mas, do you want to hear Aida's explanation?" Lirih Aida asked, while looking at the face of the husband who seemed filled with anger that Aida had just seen this time.
Ryan whined,
"Quickly, explain it to us," said Ms. Retno tightly, the old woman seemed to begin to get carried away with emotions looking at her son's angry and harboring wounds. And that wound was when Ryan's first wife left, leaving Ryan.
"So Mr. RW came here for a while, and did not enter the house. He conveyed the mandate of Zulaikhah ustadzah, that this afternoon his salary is off because he is sick," said Aida, starting his explanation.
"Lantas, what are you doing?!" Ryan looked at Aida, and Ryan's gaze still held great anger.
"Aida means to celebrate," Aida momentarily stopped her speech, staring at Ryan and Retno's mom in turn. Aida tried to smile, "gold, Aida is pregnant," she said as she reached for her husband's hand.
"And Aida dandan like this to welcome Ryan, Aida also cook special for the celebration of the birthday of our baby boy mas, Aida was impatient to wait for Ryan to come home from now on, to deliver this happy news mas," continued Aida quickly, before Ryan again cut his speech.
Ryan chuckled, after hearing Aida's long words and spoken very quickly.
Seeing her husband laugh, Aida smiled.Aida now felt very relieved.
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