END OF NAYLA'S LOVE

67. LALA'S MISSING

It has been two days Nayla and Sandy stay at the residence of Father Dimas, tomorrow morning they will return to Bandung.

Nayla tidied Sandy's clothes to put in her suitcase, smiling as she arranged Sandy's interior. A new experience that she will continue to do, touching and tidying up all that belongs to her husband.

Nayla turns to take care of her clothes, she opens the closet looking for clothes to be brought. Only bring some needed, because the clothes he used to wear everyday are all in his residence in Bandung.

Nayla's eyes were fixed on the box sent to her before the application, grabbed the box and put it on the dresser.

Everything was neatly arranged, but there was no sign of Sandy going into the room. Nayla decided to stand on the balcony of her room, her favorite place to look for ideas and solutions.

Looking up at the sky, stars scattered and a perfectly curved crescent moon. Her memories returned as she made decorations for the Princess' room, just as she currently saw in the sky. Nayla misses the spoiled child, who always seeks everyone's attention.

Nayla's gaze was now fixed on the vehicle that stopped across from the gate of Dimas's father's residence.

"Who" he murmured.

One minute, two minutes, three minutes, nobody got off that vehicle. Nayla turned her body around to get into the room.

"Hans.." she cried out in surprise to see her husband standing before her.

"What are you doing these nights outside?" tanya Sandy hugged Nayla's waist while tidying up her wind-blown hair.

"Nothing, just looking at the sky while waiting for you" Nayla replied honestly as she turned her body, she wanted to go back to see the vehicle that had stopped across the gate.

"Outside the wind is tight, dear" said Sandy hugged Nayla from behind and kissed his wife's cheek.

Nayla's gaze was again fixed on the vehicle down there that was still faithfully parked.

"Let's go in" asked Sandy who immediately carried Nayla while kissing his wife.

"Hans, put it down" said Nayla as she looked at the box on the dresser.

Sandy did not heed Nayla's request, she laid her in bed and overcame her. Smell all over Nayla's face, lips and neck.

"Hans, there's something I want to show you" Nayla said as Sandy stopped kissing her.

"What's that?" ask Sandy while frowning.

Nayla got out of bed, picked up the box on the dresser and sat down on the sofa.

"Come here" Nayla asks Sandy to come closer.

Sandy follows Nayla's wishes and sits next to his wife. Nayla gave me the box in her hand.

"What's this?" sandy asked as she received the box Nayla gave her.

"Open it, someone sent it before the proposal" Nayla replied with a smile for Sandy to open it.

"Someone who?" Sandy looked at Nayla for an answer.

"Okay, I don't know either" Nayla replied as she put her shoulder up.

Sandy opened the box and opened the white envelope as Nayla had said.

"Who dares to hate my wife" Sandy said as she read the caption on the back of the photo. Nayla just smiled at Sandy's angry words.

Sandy's face changed as she read the contents of the letter to Nayla, she looked at her wife before continuing to read the contents of the letter.

Sandy kept back the letter she read and took a deep breath, she grabbed the box inside, opened it and read the contents of the letter.

"Mr this is the ring you ordered" the jeweler handed over the ring in the sandy message, and then he went to see Mitha.

"I also just arrived" Mitha replied and immediately handed over the necessary files.

It did not take long for Sandy and Mitha to finish their work, all agreed to only need a few signatures Sandy as a leader in his company.

"I just saw you coming out of the jewelry store in front" Mitha said without hesitation because she wanted to know what Sandy was doing

"Yes, I ordered this" Sandy pulled out the ring she had picked up at the store.

"For a long time, it happened that we met here so I all took it" Sandy explained.

"Who's Lala?" mitha asked as she read the name written on the ring.

"The little boy I used to play with" Sandy replied with a chuckle recalling her memories with Nayla.

"You're gonna give me this ring?" ask Mitha.

"Now, we haven't seen each other in a long time, even if we met, we wouldn't know each other" Sandy replied honestly.

"Then this ring?" Mitha pointed at the box that was in front of her.

"Keep it for you, if you like it" Sandy replied.

"You remember something" said Nayla, awakening Sandy's daydream.

"Here" Sandy raised Nayla's hand and put her ring together.

"Here I designed it myself" Sandy kissed Nayla's hand.

Nayla stood towards the balcony as Sandy was busy staring at the screen phone, saw the vehicle that had been parked had gone and closed and locked the balcony door. Sandy was still sitting on the sofa and staring at her phone screen, reading and replying to someone's chat.

Trying to trust her husband, although sometimes there is a desire to know with whom her husband sends messages. Letting Sandy get busy with her Handphone, Nayla lays herself on the bed. One thing she got today, if her husband did love her, but there's still a secret Sandy doesn't want to tell her about Mitha.

Nayla took a deep breath and breathed it in, calming her heart and mind. These few days sleeping in Sandy's arms made Nayla unable to close her eyes. Back trying to glance at her husband, but still the same is still busy surfing in cyberspace.

"It turns out this is what it feels like if you are used to both, but in anger" Nayla's mind then woke up and came out of the room.

Sandy looks at the bed, she realizes that Nayla is not there. Opening the bathroom door hoping his wife is inside. Zonk, Nayla's not there.

Sandy exits the room looking for Nayla, realizing her own busy mistake after finding out who sent Nayla a sneak.

Sandy went around upstairs, didn't find Nayla there and there was no one to ask. Sandy went downstairs, she saw that Mother Aisyah was still in the kitchen.

"Is there anything you need Ndy?" asked Mother Aisyah when she saw Sandy walking over to her.

Sandy shook her head. "I'm looking for Lala bun"

"Not after dinner he had gone up and entered the room" said Mother Aisyah who touched on why her daughter-in-law was looking for Nayla.

"Yes he was in the room when I came in, had a little chat and then he left" Sandy replied without mentioning his mistake.

"But from then on you didn't see Nayla below" replied the mother.

"Lala, you can be mad at me but don't disappear like this baby, I'm afraid of losing you" Sandy said, ruffling her hair.

"What's wrong?"

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