Becoming Like My Mother
CHAPTER 88
Fahmi's eyes widened to see the message from the foreign number. His heart rumbled withstanding anger. How not, he found pictures where his wife was so close to a man.
Even more seriously, he recognized who he was. Well, he's Angga's best friend himself.
But he tried to withstand the turmoil in his heart, he continued to brush off the negative thoughts that roiled his mind.
Stay calm Fahmi, you can ask this to Melati later. Melati can't be like that. He told me in his heart to convince myself. Then refocus on driving the car home.
"Assalamu'alaikum." He opened the door.
"Wa'alaikumsalam Mas." Melati answered and welcomed her husband home with a smile and kissed the back of Mas Fahmi's hand.
"I've prepared warm water for you and dinner Mas."
"Yes, thank you, baby." Sahut Fahmi kissed the head of his wife. And together they walked to their room.
Melati waited for her husband while checking his phone. He returned the message that Angga had sent to him. Sometimes he smiled, not because he was happy to get a message from Angga. But because of the plan he had made on the advice of Aaz.
Fahmi who happened to come out frowning found his wife who was smiling herself staring at her phone. His mind drifted to the pictures he had seen.
What makes you smile like that Mel? Is it because of that guy? Nope, no! Maybe because the store is getting a lot of orders or other things. Jasmine is not like that. He murmured in his heart.
"Eh Mas, you're out. Let's get your clothes on and have dinner together.
"Yes, a minute, yeah." Answer Fahmi.
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"Why do you want me to prepare lunch?" Tanya Melati.
"Surely, why not? I'd be so happy if it were like that." Fahmi replied smiling.
"Well wait a minute, yeah." Jasmine nimbly prepared food for her husband.
"It's it's Mas." Said Melati put the lunch range next to Mas Fahmi breakfast.
"Thank you Mel." Fahmi continued to eat his breakfast. Melati also prepared lunch for her daughter.
"This is for you, baby. Remember it has to be spent."
"Good Mother." Farah Sahut. Melati smiled and walked towards her room. To prepare a bag and tie for Mas Fahmi.
The issue of the photos about his wife, Fahmi is still silent to this day. Either he is confused how to ask his or he is very trusting with his wife. To be sure, he didn't want to tell or ask.
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As usual Luna will deliver lunch for Mas Fahmi. Today he purposely prepared the favorite meal of the man he loved."
"Mas," Call him.
"Yes." Yeah." Answer Fahmi.
Luna was stunned staring at Fahmi who was enjoying her lunch. The smile on his face slowly faded away.
"That's you bringing lunch?" Ask Luna.
"Yes, my wife prepared it." Fahmi replied.
"Well, yeah, enjoy your food." Withholding her anger Luna left the room. He looked towards Angga.
"Well, have you eaten yet?"
"Em just now I'm going to find lunch." Answer Angga.
"No need, eat the food I brought here." Luna offered the supplies she had brought.
Angga's eyebrows raised one in wonder. But he still received the provisions that Luna brought.
"All right, thank you." Smiling away. Luna nodded and left the room.
Before long, Angga and Fahmi are summoned by their superiors.
"Why did the great Lord call us?" Tanya Angga who runs into Fahmi.
"Let's see it later." Answer Fahmi flat. He did not bother with his wife, but his heart was still jealous. And annoyed with the man beside her.
"We're gonna have a company party soon. Given that a few more days, is the day that this company was founded. So I hope you can take care of everything." Resolute Mr. Yovindra.
"Okay sir, we'll get everything ready as much as possible." Angga replied. Same with Fahmi.
Mr. Yovindra tells you what the model of the party will be and what is needed. Both Fahmi and Angga pay close attention to what their superiors say.
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Fahmi returns with his tired face, Melati who sees him immediately takes the bag that her husband holds.
"Mas," he said.
"Oh yes, dear." Sahut Jasmine.
"What's wrong? Tumben doesn't say hello." Said to scrunch his forehead.
"Eh, Assalamu'alaikum."
Melati smiled, "Wa'alaikumsalam." The answer.
"There's nothing Mel, Mas's just tired." His word.
"Will you shower or eat?"
"Pass me baby."
Melati immediately prepared what her husband needed. While Fahmi, he waited for Melati while lying on the sofa in his room. Not feeling, his self that was too exhausted made him fall asleep.
The wife who saw him become pity, she approached her husband and corrected Mas Fahmi's sleeping position. She took off her husband's shoes and tie.
"You must be so exhausted, I'm sorry, Dad." He said a brief pee Mas Fahmi. Go prepare the food first.
"Mother where's Dad?" Farah asked because she only saw her mother in the kitchen.
"Dad's resting, baby, if you're hungry. Eat it first. Or do you want a bribe?"
"Em may Mother, I have not been fed by Mother for a long time."
Melati smiled and started to get food for her daughter. Then bribe.
"Darling to have a few more bribes. Spend the Son." Pinta Melati on Farah who had been reluctant to open her mouth.
"Don't want Mommy, I've had potatoes and I don't want any more." Farah's Chortle.
"Not good, wasting food. This is the sustenance, dear, many out there who are struggling just for the sake of a mouthful of rice." Persuak Melati's.
"But Mother I'm already very full, later if you eat continue Farah's stomach can erupt." Reject Farah by stroking her stomach.
"Darling come on, Mommy will cry. The food is Mother who cooks. Mommy's tired like this but Farah won't eat." Pungkas Melati pretended to pout.
It makes Farah feel guilty.
"I'm sorry, Mother, Farah didn't mean it that way. Yeah, Farah spent it." He softly rubbed his cheek gently.
Melati smiled, "Well like this is just a very beautiful daughter of Mother." Farah chuckled and continued eating.
After Melati went to her room, she saw a clock on the wall. It turns out to be in prayer time soon.
"Mas" Melati shook her husband's shoulder.
"Eh yes, dear. Sorry I overslept." Fahmi rubbed his eyes.
"I'm the one who should be apologizing for disturbing your sleep."
"It's okay Mel."
"I'm sorry, but it's in time to pray. So I woke you up."
"Ah so well, yes you have prepared warm water for me well."
"Yes," Melati replied smilingly. Although he had to prepare warm water again but he was happy to do so.
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I don't feel like Author is in the last seconds of the 'Being Like My Welcome Mother' story'. So the author is thinking of creating a new work.
The next story, will tell the life of Melati's son, Aisyah. For more details please stop by, yes,
