(Not) Old Friday

You're Ex, I'm Her Husband!

"Veras! What the fuck!" Dito held Nayla's body down. "Nai..." Dito got rid of Nayla's hair covering her face. "Naila!" He patted Nayla's cheek gently to open her eyes.

As Nayla does not respond, Dito lifts Nayla's unconscious body and takes her to the campus clinic.

"This why?" ask the doctor who is guarding the campus clinic.

"Fainting, his head hit a pole" Dito said as he laid Nayla down on the cage.

"It's Nayla's accounting management kid, right? Just a moment you wait outside." The woman's doctor's face looked serious. He immediately took his phone and contacted someone.

Although a little confused, Dito came out of the examination room and waited for him outside.

"Dit, is Nayla still being examined?" ask Fara.

Dito just nodded his head.

"Dit, you should not be affected by the untrue news, actually Nayla was.." not yet finished talking Fara's gaze now fixed on the design who walked in haste.

Instantly Dito clenched his hand, he stood up and approached Reka. He lays a hard blow until it hits Reka's cheek. "The father who ruined Nayla's life!?"

Getting a sudden attack makes Reka fail to dodge. He rubbed his painful cheek. "Who are you, Nayla?" ask Riky in a loud voice. He was already very worried about Nayla plus there was an incident like this.

"I'm his ex."

The designer gripped the crate of Dito's shirt and stared at him sharply. "You're just her ex, and I'm her husband!" The designer pushed Dito hard enough that he fell down.

"Dito, that's why it's my story. Mr. Reka was her husband Nayla." Fara heard telling Dito.

The design went into the examination room. He saw Nayla sitting on a cage with plaster attached to her eel.

The designer immediately hugged Nayla, "Honey, what happened?" She rubbed Nayla's injured forehead.

"Just hit me."

"But no serious injuries, right?" The designer saw Nayla's entire body. "You don't have papa?"

Nayla shook her head.

In that doorway, Dito saw such a heart-wrenching sight. Nayla already has a husband.

"It just so happens that there is a USG tool that has just been used practice. I checked it was healthy. Nayla's condition is also healthy."

Hearing that explanation, Reka heaved a sigh of relief.

"Luckily Mr. Reka had sent a message to me so I immediately contact Mr. Reka when there is nothing with Nayla."

Nayla looked at her husband's puzzled look. Why he can get to know the Doctor at the campus clinic as well.

"Why?" ask Reka.

"Kok Mas Reka can know?" ask Nayla. Actually he also forgot to ask his conjecture regarding the important person on his campus.

"Pak Reka is financing the construction of the clinic on this campus."

Hearing the Doctor's statement, Nayla looked more and more at Reka.

Then Nayla lowered her gaze.

"You rest here. Let me take care of everything!" said Reka while standing up.

Nayla holding Reka's arm. "I'm coming along."

"Aren't you dizzy?" ask Reka while breaking Nayla's hair so as not to be too messy.

Nayla shook her head.

"Yes, come on." The designer helped Nayla get off the cage and grabbed her waist out of the clinic.

Outside there are still Dito and Fara and some students who have positions on campus.

"Pak Reka." call Azam as the chairman of BEM on campus. "I represent friends want to apologize to Nayla, and the friends who provoked this problem we've brought to the Dean's room."

"Yes, before I had deliberately let them off as long as they didn't physically hurt, but this time they were outrageous. They must have the right punishment." Still with a stretch on Nayla's waist, they walked towards the Dean's room. Clearly, they are drawing attention across campus.

"No, that's my guess. Mr. Reka is one of the biggest donors on campus" said Fara, who made Dito feel more guilty. "They were married for two months. Nayla does not want clarification because she does not feel like doing that. And cool again Mr. Reka also did not reveal his position on campus. Even Nayla herself doesn't know about this."

Dito just fell silent. When compared to someone who was now walking by Nayla's side, it was obvious she was nothing.

Dito is now sitting in front of the class. She regrets accusing Nayla of being a no-no, but it is clear in the depths of her heart that she still loves Nayla, why she cannot trust Nayla. Nayla did not choose him.

Dito rubbed his disheveled face. From that second on he should completely forget his feelings for Nayla.

The designer and Nayla enter the Dean's room. There were some friends of Nayla who had bullied her, especially Vera.

They all stared fearfully at the arrival of Reka.

"Please sit Mr. Reka. Sorry about this."

The designer sat side by side with Nayla. He stared at the students one by one. "This kind of thing has not only happened this once but several times. It's a pity, the favorite campus that is famous for its achievements actually has students like them."

Some of the Lecturers who were in that place simply fell silent.

"I don't really want to interfere in student affairs here. But because it concerns my wife so I will act." continued Reka.

Vera and the others were silent. A fact that is very surprising to them if in fact Nayla is the wife of a Sanjaya Reka, a permanent donor in the campus and one of the campus council.

"I want to ask you why you keep bullying Nayla. Did you do that to other students?" ask Reka.

"Sorry sir, I didn't know that Nayla was Dad's wife."

The design smiled obliquely. "Then if you knew Nayla's status, would you believe it? You are educated until college, should be able to have a good sense of sympathy and empathy. Not even differentiating one's social status."

Vera and the others were silent.

"Sir, looks like they should be given a deterrent effect? I was afraid this incident would continue like my sister did."

"Yes sir, we will punish them all."