20 Years Adrift
Chapters 12. A Lawful Marriage

Affan did not care about Faya's words. His daughter likes to joke. Aira did not take it seriously either. A year is not a short time to get to know the character of his best friend.

If eating in the afternoon, they very rarely eat again in the evening. Most only eat snacks or just drink juice. Likewise with tonight, they asked Bi Sumi and the others to clear things up and rest.

Faya rushed to her room first because she had not had a bath and changed clothes since returning from tutoring. Affan tidied up the file that Amanda was carrying, while Aira took the water to bring to the room.

There are some important tasks that he has to do tonight. Approaching the national exam, some teachers gave him a grid of prediction questions. Faya invites her to take private lessons with him, but she refuses and chooses to study on her own.

Aira is one of the outstanding students in her school. Even though he was from the outskirts of Solo, his intelligence was not inferior to those students who followed some prestigious tutoring. The cost of tutoring was very expensive, he felt affectionate for it.

Affan usually does office work in his office. But not for tonight. He took all his files to his room.

"Aira, do you really not want to take tutoring like Faya?" affan asked when he saw Aira so serious about her books.

"No need, Om. I can still handle all this on my own. All these lessons are not too difficult" he said, smiling at Affan

"Yes, that's it. If you change your mind, you can tell me." Affan also refocused on his own work.

"Thank you, Om." Aira also refocused on her task.

One by one, he finished his work. His eyes were already very sleepy, but there was still one task for the day after tomorrow that he wanted to do as well. As strong as he held it, the drowsiness that attacked him finally put him to sleep on his study table.

Affan has finished his work. He closed his laptop and opened his glasses. His gaze stopped on Aira who was still sitting in front of the study table.

His back and legs felt sore from sitting too long. Affan stretched his body by making light movements and then got up from his seat. He walked over to Aira.

"Aira, aren't you done yet?" ask Affan while walking up to him.

"Mir!" call Affan again.

After being beside her, Affan waved his hand in front of Aira's face. His wife did not move one bit.

"Hmm .. I deserve to call it silent. Apparently asleep." Affan shook his head.

He walked away from Aira to pick up the blanket. However, only a few steps he stopped and went back to Aira. His body will experience cramps and muscle errors if it sleeps like that all night. Affan dared to pick her up and take her to bed.

'Your body is light, Aira. You're skinny.' Affan looked at the beautiful face of Aira who looked so calm when asleep.

Affan laid Aira's body carefully on the bed and then covered her body. For a while Affan stood beside her and looked at her without blinking. As a man who has been a widower for so long, in his heart also arises the desire to feel the warmth of a woman.

His chest felt rumbling withstanding the turmoil that ransacked his male soul. Affan walks backwards and refrains from touching Aira even though she has been kosher to him.

"Yes, God, this feeling tormented me. I can't be selfish and ask him to obey my lust." Affan walked to the bathroom and bathed in cold water to cool his hot burning body.

This was something that Affan was not expecting. However, every lonely man will experience it. Everyone deals with it in their own way and sometimes chooses the wrong path to overcome it.

Affan felt better after taking a cold shower. He decided to pray the night before he went to sleep. His heart was completely muddled, only by complaining to the Creator would he feel at ease.

After feeling better Affan caught up with Aira sleeping without daring to stare at her for too long.

The car used to deliver Faya and Aira has not been repaired. Affan will not let his son and wife go by taxi or public transport. To him, they were the trust he had to really take care of.

Affan is willing to cut down on his work and go home early to pick up both. As the President Director, no one would dare to govern him.

It was still a very early morning when Affan reached his office. Not many of the company's employees had come when he got there. And so is Amanda. However, this morning he was already standing in the lobby when Affan came.

His face that is used to full make up looks just dress up. His eyes looked puffy when he opened his sunglasses. There were even dots of water hanging on her eyelashes.

"Mas Affan, I want to talk to you." Amanda was about to grab Affan's hand but Affan pulled it back a few steps

"We'll talk here, Amanda. I don't want any slander. I'm married now, I have a heart to take care of."

Affan was firm. All this time he just kept quiet to face Amanda's attitude. However, this time he had good reason to reject her.

"So .. the young lady is really your wife. How come? When you get married you just want to stay away from me, don't you?" Amanda's voice rattled, she spoke with half a shout.

In the distance, Bimo, Affan's personal assistant walks hastily to get to him. He sees Affan and Amanda arguing and intends to get through it.

"Boss!" Bimo looks bored when he arrives in front of Affan and Amanda.

Affan was relieved to see Bimo coming.

"Bim, is my marriage license ready?" ask Affan to hold back the anger.

"Already, Boss!" Bimo opens his office bag and takes out a couple of wedding books and gives them to Affan.

Affan opened the marriage book and showed it to Amanda. The marriage book already has the official stamp of the Office of Religious Affairs although Affan and Aira have not signed it. Not only that, Affan also asked Bimo to issue a sharia marriage certificate that had been signed before they recorded marriage at the Office of Religious Affairs.

Amanda stood staring at the evidence. Her tears were no longer coming out but her face was still in shock. His eyes looked soft and his body suddenly dimmed.

Luckily Bimo soon realized it and immediately caught his body before falling backwards.

"Mom Amanda!" yell Bimo.

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