WEDDING THORN

IRHAM'S SHIRT

"Imel, have breakfast, son! today mother can not memenin tour school event, so accompanied by grandma yes! gpp, right, son?" asna Smile.

"Iy dong, Oma's granddaughter must understand. Sorry for the bunch because of a lot of work, Abie too. Later coming home from school, let Imel same mother first yes Asna" said Ms. Nira.

"Yes Mom. I'm sorry Asna made a fuss with mom, because at the office and .."

"Udah! I know how, besides there is Imel mother so not lonely. Watching tv continues, monotonous. If there's Imel, mother's granddaughter. Duh, the atmosphere of the house must be cool. If you can stay at Mom's house, yes Asna."

"Yes ma'am."

"Mother, I'm sorry Imel. Last night Abie's phone call, right Grandma said. If Abie's work is more, but Imel will still have a mother. Mother if it is finished, then followed to the grandmother's house yes Bun. Nginep at grandma's house." cheerful Imel.

"Yes dear."

That morning Asna really did not feel good, when last night Dira who picked up the Arkan mass phone. And somehow it makes sense, if Dira says her Abie is having a meeting in the living room, and Dira will send her greetings directly from Imel. Satisfied with Asna's heartache, it was as if this time Imel who missed her Abie, was obstructed and rightly right Asna did not think in this direction. But Asna did not forget the istighfar, he hoped no longer to complain about the decision that had happened.

'Dira, did you tell Arkan last night, if Imel calls. Or .. because I have not apologized, so Imel became airborne in indifference. Can't, .. this morning I have to take a break to Arkan's mas office.' Inner Asna.

After the taste of breakfast was finished, Asna asked the aunt to guard the house until she came home. Closing the keys and all making sure it is always safe, not just the aunt, there was Taro a security guard, and the garden husband of Aunt Eni, who takes care of the house and accompanies Imel of course.

Imel himself since the age of five, he was used to be independent and Asna did not wear a nanny, aunt's job was only to supervise Imel and homework that was only two floors, to wash the iron of clothes, too, Asna asked for clothes in the laundry! in order for the aunt, to be able to watch over Imel and not be too heavy to do homework assignments, Asna did ask the aunt to keep making Imel to be independent, not telling the aunt, not to tell the aunt, that's how the family works at Asna's place.

"Come boy! we're ready, don't be late. Aunt, I'm saying yes. Household titip don't forget in the key."

"Yes ma'am."

Nira's own mother seemed to want to ask how her daughter, who was willing to share a husband and now does not look often together, whose heart is not sliced to see her daughter has a husband with two wives. Even the descendants of Nira herself as a mother does not exist, whether the wind what makes her daughter is this determined.

"What are you doing Asna, don't you know?"

"Mother, Asna's fine. Just ordinary, work in boutiques and cakes again deadline, thank God again flooded with orders. Asna can make jobs on them, it means a lot to Asna ma'am. I asked you that, why ..?"

I want to feel like Ibu Nira is talking about Arkan, who has not been home for more than a week, even he knows from Asna's maid, who said Asna and Arkan at midnight had once exchanged mouth. But in the last ten years, why has his son-in-law changed. What happens is actually, a mother feels sad when her daughter is also sick, but she hides it. Because Nira knew her daughter Asna, so because there was Imel she delayed Asna's question.

"Thank you if it's good, mom comes down first huh. Come on, grandma baby! lets go!"

"Ok grandma. Mother Imel said yes bun, assalamualaikum."

"Walaikumsalam, be careful son. Don't be naughty with grandma to be reckless! Mother, heart of heart. Thanks for helping Asna."

"Yes baby! especially you, you should be happy. I'm just asking for it, don't hide anything from me." Asna smiled.

So in a few tens of minutes, he went to the cake shop, picked up chocolate cupcakes and Arkan's favorite blueberry mas. Also for some employees. Asna also only briefly left again from the tavern, because only wanted to get sorry from the husband, all so that the marriage remained healthy, and did not want Imel hurt because of the loss of his Abie figure, he said, which has rarely started at home.

Park it!

'Actually I why, I was taking medicine this morning.' Inner.

Inevitably, Asna returned to taking the medicine. Then a few tens of seconds to a minute, he threw himself in the car for a moment to meet a good looking Arkan mas. Asna himself does not like to be seen as a sick person, because it does not want to be troublesome and make the mind of Arkan divided and not focus on his work.

After feeling better, Asna rushed and headed for the ninth-floor elevator. There was already customer service welcoming, and Asna asked.

"You're meeting Arkan, are you in his room?"

"I'm sorry mom! mr. Arkan is in the meeting room, but soon it will be fine and will pass through here. Because the room's behind mom, right side."

"All right, thanks. Let me wait in that waiting room, left."

Asna sat for ten minutes, sure when Asna stood up, the Arkan dashingly wore batik instead of the one he usually knit, oh! Asna forgot, maybe it was Dira's gift. However Asna should not be jealous, then when Arkan kept walking, because Asna did not call him, Asna turned over and hit a man.

"Loh, A-Asna. You here?"

"Irham, uh. Ta-di .. that, "hiding tears, Irham clearly seemed astonished.

"Gue call her Arkan. Br- ..."

"Stop! no, I want to drop this. Make you guys meet later, no need to know Arkan I'm here. Please."

"O-okay. Is there a problem, you ..?" telisik Irham's.

"No, just not exactly. If you meet now, it's not enough because you have to meet boutique clients as well."

"OK! see you Asna." said Irham.

But as Asna walked, he turned his head with the attention of the shirt introduced by Irham. Why is it so similar as he momentarily wanted to give it, but first there was Dira who gave.

"Your shirt is good. Buy where?" ask Asna.

"There is a long story."

Asna took a peek around Irham, and asked permission to see the right waist with the label. There's really A. K. PARIS stitches. It was the symbol of Asna and Arkan at the moment of the first meeting.

"A-Asna. How bengong?"

"What's wrong, I said to Ir."

'At least the shirt was not redundant, although it was not exactly Asna wanted the Arkan mas to wear.' Asna's inner self disturbed his heart, he willingly and sincerely had to give in. Because whatever the idea is, that makes it all happen.

TBC.