
"No, no Nay police?" ask Fara when she leaves the class after class is over.
Nayla just shrugged her shoulders. He also saw four policemen walking towards the dean's room. It seems like there is a serious problem.
"What is the case, Nay? Your husband didn't say?" ask Fara again while walking slowly in the hallway of the campus.
Again, Nayla just shook her head. A few seconds later, other students gathered to watch the arrest. They want to know what problem ensnared the Dean to be picked up by the police.
The number of students passed Nayla to nudge her. Nayla's bulging stomach was shielded with her hands and out of the crowd. "Duh, people get into trouble and get watched." He walked towards the parking lot.
"Nay's habit, impromptu reporter. I'm holding hp tuh." Fara laughed a little. Moreover, today there is a little splashy news directly appear video on tiktok or reel on instagram.
Nayla smiled when she saw her husband standing in the parking lot and talking to someone.
"I was picked up. I go first, yes" he told Fara. She walked closer to her husband. "Mas Design."
"Nay," Reka grabbed Nayla's hand and held it.
"What's the problem, Mas? I was almost a clamp because my friends saw and wanted to know about the arrest." Nayla is getting spoiled on Reka.
"Pincers?" Instantly Reka rubbed Nayla's distended stomach. "Know that I picked it up earlier."
"It's a shame for his wife."
"Yes Uncle. Oiya, meet Uncle Rendra. Yesterday when we got married, Uncle actually came, but it seems like you are not paying too much attention" said Reka introduced his uncle.
Nayla smiles and greets Rendra. The face that already looked a little old was still looking handsome with the head covered in white peci. His firm face signified that he was not a careless person.
"It is not difficult to explain the corruption case of Mr. Tio. Good thing uncle love strategy let this case be revealed and without dragging my name as a whistleblower" said Reka who still continues his chat with Rendra.
There is a corruption case on campus. Nayla is just ooh herself. She also did not want to interfere too deeply in her husband's matters. She only gave support to what her husband was doing.
"Yes, Uncle salute you. You are most sensitive to sniffing out a problem. Truly a descendant of Pramana, but fortunately you are on the right path." Rendra chuckled, considering the path she was going through was indeed wrong, when she had lived for years in a dark world. "Uncle sure you are more successful, no one will dare to disturb your life."
"This is also thanks to the upbringing of Father, Papa, and also Uncle Rendra. We continue to chat at Uncle's house, this mummy's kasian must be tired." They opened the car door for Nayla.
"Uncle is also in this car, right? Let me just sit in the back." said Nayla. He felt bad if he had to sit in the front while his uncle was in the back.
"Don't it's okay uncle just sit in the back" said Rendra, opening the back door and then getting into the car.
After they all got in the car, Reka immediately ran the car leaving the campus parking lot.
"Listen-heard Uncle open the boarding school again?" ask Reka. His uncle's life was becoming more successful. Of course now the success of the world and the hereafter.
"Yes, next week. Your mother said, you also want to open a special school for the disabled."
Hearing that, Nayla looked at Reka. Her husband secretly has various foundations that are useful for people in need.
"Wow, Uncle unload secrets here. It's my secret project from my wife." Design chuckles because humanity doesn't like her bumbar and she also has a surprise plan for Nayla.
"Loh, so play the same secrets wife?"
"What surprise is it?" ask Nayla. He was so curious about the surprise in question. Her soul is struggling.
"The name of the surprise can't be said" said Reka. It seems like he mispronounced because it was certain that Nayla would definitely continue to ask that question until Reka told him about it.
"I'm so curious."
"Yes, yes, I'll tell you later at home." one hand Reka outstretched rubbing the top of Nayla's head.
Behind them, Rendra just smiled at the harmony of his father.
Moments later, the car stopped in front of his house. The three of them got out of the car and went into the house.
"Uncle sit down first, or if tired can rest in the room" said Reka because her hand is constantly pulled by Nayla to immediately enter the room.
In the room, Nayla asked the same question. "Mas, what's the surprise? I'm really curious."
"Geez, still curious about that?" Reka asked Nayla to sit on the edge of the bed. He rubbed Nayla's stomach for five months. Sometimes it has felt a small movement when Reka rubbed it lovingly.
"What Mas?" ask Nayla again.
The design took a long breath. Obviously this pregnant woman will keep asking if she hasn't told him. "Two more months will be your seven months, and also your birthday."
"Why do you know my birthday?"
Reka grabbed Nayla's body and grabbed her. "You're my wife. Obviously I know your birthday."
"Certainly? What surprise do you want?" ask Nayla again.
"If I tell you right now the name isn't a surprise, dear." The longer Reka gets anxious with Nayla.
"Ih, what?" Nayla was so curious about the surprise. He wouldn't stop asking questions before he answered them.
"Let's celebrate your seven-monthly birthday at the opening of my foundation" replied Reka in the end.
Instantly Nayla looked at Reka with her nanar eyes. Since he was with Reka, he has always been treated special.
"Thank you, Mom." Nayla tightened her embrace and leaned against the chest of the field.
"I haven't done anything to say thanks." The design gently rubbed Nayla's hair that was a little dizzy from the sweat.
"No papa, Mas Reka has done a lot of things for me. I'm grateful to be with Mas Reka."
"I am also dear. I'm the one who should thank you because you're happy to be pregnant with my child."
Nayla stretches her arms. "It is my duty as a wife."
"But you are special to me." The designer kissed both of Nayla's cheeks. "Yes, you haven't eaten, have you? We'll eat yuk first?"
Nayla nodded her head. "I'm going to change clothes first."