(Not) Old Friday

Baby Blues?

That night at exactly 8 o'clock, Reka arrived at his house. She smiled as she walked into her room and saw Nayla who was holding her son. He walked over and touched Andika's cheek.

"When you haven't slept, wait for Papa to come home."

But suddenly Nayla brushed off Reka's hand. "Bring first, Mas Dirty Design."

The design just scrunched his forehead. Usually he was like that too but Nayla let him. "Yes, I take a shower first. I'll be carrying it soon." The designer took off his suit and hung it near the door.

After Reka entered the bathroom, Nayla stood up and walked over to check on her suit. He put his nose to the suit. "Women's perfume scent. So it's true Mas Reka..."

Nayla shrank the tip of her eye that was back to condense. He is now sitting on the edge of the bed. Until Reka came out of the bathroom, Nayla just fell silent while bowing her gaze.

"When, wait for Papa to hold back and just want to sleep." Reka grabbed Andika and held her, she held her gently while looking at Nayla who was now sleeping while tilting herself back to Reka.

"Darling, aren't you feeling well?" ask Reka while touching Nayla's forehead.

But Nayla just shook her head. Then he closed his eyes no longer caring about Reka.

The design just took a long breath. Maybe Nayla is tired. He was still holding Andika until she fell asleep. Several times he glanced at Nayla who still had no movement at all.

After making sure Andika slept soundly, Reka put her to bed in her box. Then he sat down on the edge of the bed and rubbed Nayla's hair. But his eyes were now fixed on the empty drink bottle above the nightstand. Usually Nayla always remember to fill it because every night Nayla must be thirsty.

The designer stood up and took the bottle. Take him out for him to fill in the kitchen.

"Loh, is Nayla asleep? She hasn't had dinner yet she said she's waiting for you" Ms Lela said as she saw Reka just herself coming out of the room.

"Not eaten? But Nayla's asleep. Then let me tell you to eat first." After filling the bottle, Reka returned to her room. He put the bottle that had been filled back on the nightstand. Then she shook Nayla's shoulder slowly so she could wake up.

"Darling you haven't had dinner yet. Your mother said you haven't eaten. Let's go with it."

Nayla just shook her head even she still tightly closed her eyes.

"Aren't you hungry? I brought it here."

"No, I'm just sleeping. It must be tired." said Nayla without seeing Reka at all.

The design took a long breath. Is it because lately he was busy to make Nayla angry at him.

"Nay, if I'm wrong with you, you tell me. Don't be mad like this."

Nayla still didn't answer.

The designer let out a long sigh again then he got on the bed and laid himself down. She looked at Nayla who was closing her eyes, even though she knew Nayla was not sleeping.

Feeling noticed by Reka, Nayla turned her body and turned her back to Reka.

"Nay, what's wrong with you? Come on, tell me what's pissing you off. Don't stress too much, it's not good for you and Dika either." The design touched Nayla's back which shook due to her sobs. "Nay, are you crying?" Reka grabs Nayla's body and will hug her but Nayla dodges.

"Don't touch me!" Nayla was crying so much.

"Why?" The designers are still trying to reach Nayla's body. "You told me what my mistake was so I could fix it."

Nayla did not reply, only sobs were heard getting louder.

"You want me to be with you? Okay, I'm not going to the office tomorrow."

The cry of Nayla became.

Many times Nayla tried to let go of Reka's hand, she continued to rebel like she lost control.

"Nayla, honey, listen to me. You have to be able to control your emotions." Reka's hand continues to hold Nayla increasingly rebellious, even though she has to get repeated scratches and pinches from Nayla. She had no idea what caused her emotions to fall apart like this, which she obviously feared Nayla was exposed to the baby blues.

Suddenly Andika was crying loudly, as well as feeling what her parents felt.

Reka releases Nayla's body, as Nayla stands up and immediately holds Andika.

Nayla sat down and loved Andika. He may have cried from thirst.

The two-week-old baby usually wants to suck but is now crying louder.

"Well, what do you want?" Nayla is confused because the baby is still crying in her cradle and does not want to drink.

"Darling, let me carry it. You eat first, let your ASI be full."

Nayla stared at Reka. "Yes, I'm not really a mom. Just had one child, I can't handle it. How can I take care of myself and my husband." He came back crying. Just one short sentence from Reka seemed to hurt Nayla so much.

"Nay, I've never had that kind of mind. This is our son, so we're taking care of each other." The designer must be able to take Andika from Nayla's arms, she is afraid that if Nayla gets out of control and injures her baby. "Darling, where can I hold it." Reka quickly grabbed Andika who was still crying.

"I can't be a mom. Find a good Mama for Dika and who can serve Mas Reka."

The design is getting confused with this situation. Andika is still crying in her arms, while Nayla is getting hysterical without Reka knowing what the cause is.

"Nay, what's wrong with you? Calm yourself, we're talking good."

Nayla finally stood up, she showed her phone to Reka.

"This is what Mas? Mas Reka said to come home late because he was busy at the office, but in fact Mas Reka had cheated on me."

The designer was very surprised to see the photo and some messages from an unknown number.

"Nay, I can't possibly cheat on you." I don't know who wants to ruin her household with Nayla, which is clear all the photos of her and a woman who is making very intimate outbursts are just edits. Edits from reliable hands that look like real are seasoned with sentences to further heat Nayla's heart.

"Then what is it?"

"That's an edit."

"Do I just have to trust Mas Reka?"

The designer does not know how to calm Nayla who still continues to cry and continues to accuse her of being non-nonsense. While Andika also has not been silent from her crying.

"Nay, please calm yourself! We're talking good!" reka's loud voice instantly made Nayla speechless. Not that Reka was snapping at him. But he had to end the drama immediately.

Nayla turned her body and stayed by the window.

While Reka still trying to calm Andika. "Honey, baby, it's crying."

Actually Reka was afraid of the signs that Nayla was showing. It could be that the terror of the message spurred baby blues Nayla.

"Naila!"

The designer was very surprised when Nayla's body suddenly collapsed and fell on the floor.