(Not) Old Friday

Heartspour

"Yes, Angga. Have you seen who owns the number?" hearing the explanation from Angga, the moment Risa hardened her jaw. That angry glint was clearly visible from the look in his eyes. "Damn! How dare he!!"

The plan clenched his hands. It turns out that the perpetrator was the aftermath of the Dean's arrest on campus. There is no kapoknya they are looking for trouble with Reka.

"Female, you have all our men arrest them and put the matter to the root. I'll call Uncle Rendra to help. I can still handle it directly because I still have to keep focusing on Nayla's situation. If there's anything you call me immediately."

After turning off her phone, Reka threw her back against the back of the sofa. He let out a long sigh while looking at Nayla who was asleep due to the sedative effect on the brangkar.

"Nayla, I'm sorry. I've brought you into trouble." The designer rubbed his face annoyed. All this time he was trying to be a good person. Being a clean company leader but there are still people who cheat it and even disturb people he loves.

Moments later Niko's father arrives and enters Nayla's nursery.

"What's wrong?" niko asked as she sat next to her son. "Nayla hurts what?" tanhich again.

The designer is actually confused about where to start the story from. His father was the place to share stories when he had problems. "Nayla has baby blues syndrome, Dad."

"What's? How could? You didn't support your wife after giving birth?"

The design took a long breath. That was what he regretted so much, he placed more importance on his work. "After three days Nayla gave birth, I went straight to work. And after that, every day I was busy in the office until I came home at night. Because of the tiredness, I also rarely wake up in the middle of the night when Nayla is staying up late. Nayla was complaining about me." The design took a long breath. "And, worse today, someone terrorized Nayla by sending her an edited photo of me and another woman making very intimate outbursts. Nayla was immediately hysterical and accused me of having an affair. He really can't control his emotions."

Niko's father rubbed her son's back trying to calm him down. "Patiently yes. Sometimes we have to put our wives and children above all else. Not just treasure, but attention."

"Yes, I misinterpreted. I'm too ambitious to get those projects."

"The higher the tree, the stronger the wind. Maybe you are used to the cunning of your enemies. But Nayla, she doesn't know anything about how hard life is for a businessman." Niko's father embraces Reka's shoulder. "Dad knows, your ambition is huge, but now there's your wife and son. They're everything. They are the most precious treasures."

"Yes Dad, I know. I guess everything's gonna be okay, too. But it turns out everything's like this." The plan is to rub his tired face. "I also don't know how to explain to Nayla about this matter."

"Yes, I hope Nayla's emotions will subside tomorrow. But who sent that message?" ask Niko.

"Dean campus that was successfully arrested due to corruption."

Niko's father again let out a long sigh. "Have known wrong but are looking for trouble again. The corruptors do not have a hatchet. Naikin continued this matter to spend even longer in prison."

Reka just nodded her head while looking away at Nayla who was still asleep on the brangkar.

"Hopefully Nayla's condition quickly improves. Let me and Rendra take care of your problems. Looks like they don't know if they're dealing with Permana's granddaughter."

The design just nodded slowly again.

"You focus the same on your wife's health first. Don't think about work and anything else. There's your family ready to help."

"Yes, Dad."

"Father go home first yes, Mother will roll it." Niko's father laughed at the end of his sentence.

"Yes Well. Thanks for listening to my problem."

"Yes, tomorrow let Mommy come to the house you help take care of Dika." then Niko's father stood up and came out of Nayla's room.

The plan was to put his head back on the sofa. He stared at the clean white ceiling.

Then he stood up and walked towards the chair near Nayla's cage. He sat down and held Nayla's hand. "Nay, I love you so much." He rubbed Nayla's hair to give her comfort.

"May tomorrow be better than today." The designers stared incessantly at Nayla. Until late at night, he was still not asleep.

Over time the eyes of Reka dimmed. He falls asleep with Nayla's hand.

Until morning came, Reka still remained in that position.

Slowly Nayla opened her eyes. His head feels very dizzy. He massaged his temple for a moment so that the dizziness disappeared a little.

His right hand felt heavy because there was a still sleeping head of the Design on his hand. A series of events that he experienced yesterday rotated back in his brain.

"Why did I yesterday get hysterical like that." Nayla took a long breath. He himself also did not understand why he could not control his emotions. "I should be able to speak well with Mas Reka."

The new sun appeared and shone brightly, making Nayla's heart slightly warm. He stared at the orange beam that pierced through the hospital's white curtain.

"What are you doing now? Forgive Mama yes dear, Mama can not control Mama's emotions." muttered Nayla with a long sigh.

Now the hand that was overlaid on the head of the design felt increasingly heavy and tingling. He wanted to hold her down but she couldn't.

"Ouch, Mas. Mas Reka." Nayla's left hand rubbed Reka's hair to make Reka fly from her sleep.

Feeling the movement from Nayla, immediately Reka opened her eyes and straightened her head.

"Nayla, are you awake?"

"My hands are tingling."

The design touched Nayla's hand, which made Nayla scream. "Don't touch, Mum."

"Yes, sorry."

Nayla tried to move her hand slowly so that the tingling sensation faded.

While Reka kept staring at Nayla. Nayla's mood is improving. Hopefully it is because he wants to bring Nayla home soon.

"Mas guess why don't you sleep on the couch, even sleep here?"

Hearing the question as soon as the eyes of the designer glazed over. He thanked her repeatedly because Nayla was not hysterical like last night. Instead of answering, Reka hugged Nayla. Crying as much as possible because all the dreadful burdens had been shed. The heart that had been broken to pieces last night was now back in one piece.

"Yes..."