(Not) Old Friday

Losing Cell Phone

Nayla opened her eyes that morning as a sweet smell of soap lurked nearby.

"Mas, what time is it?" nayla asked as she looked at the bare-chested Reka sitting next to her.

"Still at 6. You're sleeping again." She rubbed Nayla's hair to fall back to sleep.

"Ih, pregnant women should often walk in the morning. How am I not built?" Slowly Nayla sat down who was assisted by Reka.

"Last night it was sports" said Reka with a smile.

Nayla just rolled her eyes while pursing her lips. "That's different."

"Together sweat. Thanks for last night." The design kissed briefly on Nayla's cheeks.

"Either. What time does the plan leave?" ask Nayla. He got off the bed slowly.

"Hour 7." The designer took his shirt and put it on.

Nayla's hand outstretched buttoning the Design shirt. Small things but make their relationship look more harmonious.

"Breakfast first."

"Yes." Yeah." She rubbed the top of Nayla's head. "Later if there's anything directly call me yes."

"Yes Mas." After finishing buttoning her husband's shirt, Nayla walked to the bathroom because she wanted to urinate was no longer able to hold it.

While the design prepares all its own needs. Do not forget also the important files that must be brought.

"Darling, let's have breakfast." The designer waited for Nayla in front of the bathroom door.

"Yes, I took a shower. Go ahead."

"Yes, I'll wait in the dining room. Don't take a shower."

In the bathroom, Nayla who was soaping herself was already memorized by the phrase Design who always forbid her to take a bath for too long.

After rinsing herself, Nayla suddenly felt tight. "Hi, honey. It's cold." Nayla rubbed her stomach and over time the stomach began to loosen. After that she immediately came out of the bathroom wearing a bathrobe.

Nayla smiled when she saw that her clothes had been prepared on the edge of the bed by Reka, she immediately put them on and combed her hair and immediately came out following Reka at the dinner table.

It looks like Reka has spent a plate of her rice while replying to a message.

"Darling, you eat a lot. I have to go now." The designer then kissed both cheeks Nayla did not forget also Nayla's big belly. "Later if there's anything direct chat me yes."

Nayla nodded her head. "Mas be careful too. Don't forget to tell me when you've arrived."

The designer picked up his belongings and walked out of the house that Nayla had driven to the front door.

The hand of Nayla accompanies the departure of Reka.

...***...

After a 3.5-hour journey, Reka arrived at the hotel. He took a short break with Yuda, Reka's trust staff. Because Angga is handling a job in the office that apparently cannot be left behind.

"Yuda, after this we have lunch and go straight to the meeting place" said Reka after entering the hotel room.

"Yes, sir." replied Yuda.

The designer sat on the hotel sofa while waiting for Yuda who was on the toilet. He called Nayla, but up to several times the tone continued Nayla did not also raise her call.

Finally, I decided to send a message.

Baby what are you doing? I've arrived.

Until a few seconds Nayla did not reply.

Finally he stood up because Judah had already come out of the toilet. He was really pursued that day.

The plan is to go to the hotel restaurant, where many business partners also join them. Several times Reka held a greeting. He sat down and ate with Judah.

"Sir Reka..."

The greeting made Reka become annoyed. Nova who with his personal assistant is now joined at the table Reka.

Because the restaurant was crowded, Reka had to let Nova sit near his chair.

"It just so happens that we're on the same project" Nova said with a big smile.

The plan did not respond to Nova's talks. While Yuda was actually engrossed in chatting with Nova's personal assistant.

"We haven't seen each other in a long time. Listen to your wife is pregnant. How many months has it been?"

The designer finally answered Nova's question briefly and clearly. "Nine months." The plan continued his lunch. He let Nova tell the unimportant things himself without any interlocutors telling him.

"Well, it'll be launching soon..."

After finishing eating, Reka again tried to contact Nayla. But still the same, Nayla did not also raise her voice call. Even the message he sent alone still ticked two ashes.

The design starts to get restless, it's not usually Nayla like that.

Near Reka, Nova is very curious to know what makes Reka so restless. He drew closer to himself by holding a glass of drink. Unintentionally the drinking water spilled and hit the arm of Reka.

"Nova!" instantly, Reka was shocked and put her phone on the table. "What are you doing!"

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean it." Nova picked up the tissue and wiped the wet design's arm with his knife.

He threw Nova's hand and stood up and walked to the toilet. "Lucky my suit is black. Nova always has a problem."

Nova who was still sitting in his place continued to glance towards the phone Reka. There's an incoming call from Nayla. After the call ended there was a message coming in. Nova widened her eyes looking at the incoming message. Nova hastily turns off Reka's phone and she grabs it, like a thief.

Then he took his assistant away before Reka came back.

A few moments later Reka returned to her seat. He finished his drink and invited Yuda to the meeting place immediately.

Before moving from his place, Reka realized that his phone was not in his pocket. He looked at the table but there was none.

"Yuda, you know what I am?" ask Reka.

Yuda who had not paid much attention to his boss just shook his head. "Don't know sir. Didn't you leave it in the toilet?"

She scratched the nape of her neck because she didn't seem to take her to the toilet.

"I forgot to put it on."

He quickly stepped back into the toilet. He checked the washbasin in front of the mirror.

"Nothing. I don't have time to dance anymore." The designer came out of the toilet and invited Yuda to immediately go to the meeting place.

"Yuda, try calling my number. I've been looking but nothing" said Reka as she walked.

"Yes, sir." Yuda tries to call Reka's number but turns out the number is off. "Sorry sir, WA Pak Reka is not active, via cellular call is also not active."

The ruffled plan is upset. Why did the phone suddenly disappear? "We'll take care of it later. Five more meetings have already begun."

During the meeting, the feeling of Risa was not calm. He kept thinking about Nayla.

I hope nothing happens to Nayla...