Love From Facebook

Chapter 6 S2

After Friday prayers, Fahad immediately returned to the car where his wife and daughter were there. Fahad told his wife to perform the dhuhur prayer at the mosque, it would take longer if he went home and prayed at home. And also, Fahad planned to go somewhere else before going home.

“Where?” Nayla asked.

Fahad clucked in annoyance, he pinched Nayla's tiny nose in a fit of anxiety. “Many nanya. I went to the mosque, mumpung in Indonesia. Do not want what prayers in the mosque?” ask Fahad.

Yep. In India, women are not allowed to pray in mosques. Also, it is not allowed to enter the cemetery. Nayla respected that, there was no way she would break through the rules that already existed just for her own sake.

“Yes, I pray here. Luckily I brought the same powder lipstick.” Nayla took her sling bag.

“Basic women!” ledek Fahad's.

Nayla chuckles. He turned his body to walk into the mosque.

“Do not flirt!”

Nayla turned her body again, coming back to Fahad who had not yet entered the car. “Tuh, right! Yes, have come home. pray at home.” Lesh Nayla.

Fahad smiled, his hand rubbing the wife's cheek gently. “Hink, Honey, there go in.” Fahad's orders.

Nayla went straight to the woman's ablution. Ryan who was about to come out saw Nayla. He does not meet Fahad inside, so Ryan decides to wait for Nayla, there is something he must convey directly.

“Nayla?” call Ryan.

Nayla stops, turns her body around and sees Ryan for hours approaching her. “Iya?”

“Tuesday there will be a small thanksgiving at the cafe. Can you come? Take your husband there, too. I also ngundang Sari with others as well.”

Nayla was silent for a moment, she thought .. will Fahad allow her to come? Her husband will return to India in two days.

“Nay?” ryan's voice breaks Nayla's daydream.

“God willing, yes. Two more days Fahad returned to India. I'll be able to tell you what he's up to. That address you shared with me, right?” Nayla.

Ryan nodded with his smile. “Usahain, yes. I'm up first, Nay.”

***

 

Shazia's asleep, Nayla wants to invite Fahad to talk about Ryan's invitation. Although he later ended up not getting permission, it did not matter to Nayla. At least he was honest and asked permission before doing anything.

“Fahad ..” Nayla sat on the edge of the bed.

Fahad put his phone to the nightstand. “You asked what?” tanyanya keep the terrace.

Nayla gave a small laugh, her husband did know that there was something she wanted just from the tone of calling him. “My husband knows so well, anyway.”

Fascinating petite nose Nayla. “What do you want?”

The eyes of the two locked together, Nayla was confused where to start. But, it would be very bad if he did not say about Ryan's invitation. “Fahad, that's .. Ryan just invited us to his cafe ceremony. It's wednesday. You, right, the day after I went back to India, I didn't go to that show. Just relax.” Nayla shook her head hard. “I didn't come.” Its effects.

“I'm serious, Fahad, I didn't come to his thanksgiving. Later I said to Sari, if I can not come.” Nayla returned to her voice so there was no response from her husband.

Fahad wants to ban. He doesn't want his wife to be in a place with Ryan. Indeed, there were other friends at the event. But, still, his jealousy did not completely fade. There's something more important. Fahad does not want Nayla to feel disappointed because it is too limited in terms of friendship. His wife was indeed precious, a priceless treasure. However, he must also respect the wife who knows how many tears have dripped because of his selfish attitude.

“Come here, but must be delivered with Andi.” Fahad pulls Nayla's body into his arms.

“Hah? I misheard you, right?”

“No, honey, I'm serious. I don't want to be jealous of Ryan anymore, you guys were friends long before I came into your life. Until now, you and Ryan have remained at the limits of friendship. I will not let jealousy and selfishness destroy our love and our home.” Fahad.

“If you are still uncomfortable, I have no problem .. I can tell Sari you cannot come.”

Fahad loosened his embrace, his eyes reaching out to his wife's face. “Sorry, I'm too selfish. I never thought about your feelings. Sorry.”

Nayla smiled, her hand reaching for Fahad's hand. “Already, don't apologize. I understand why you are jealous and selfish. One message I, do not let your heart be covered with excessive jealousy. I'm happy that you're jealous, because husband and wife should be jealous of each other. But, don't forget yourself. We have one, so do not feel the most entitled to have. God is jealous, loh.”

Fahad holds Nayla's body. He breathed the fragrance of his wife's hair, very soothing. The words of his wife are true. God is jealous. When His servant loved his fellow men more .. when HIS servant was more numbering men, when HIS servant always called and asked for the name of a man in every prostration. Then God will be jealous. How can man forget to thank and mention the name of God in every breath. He is the most entitled to everything.

“Thank you, O God, this woman is always reminding in good terms. This woman can make me remember your name every day.” Fahad kissed Nayla's head. Get him tighter.

Nayla looks up, “so, I can come?” tanyakanya.

Fahad nodded. “Bby, but must be delivered with Andi.”

“Can't bring your own car?”

Fahad's hands flanked both sides of Nayla's face. "Could be? If you can, take it.” Fahad LEDEK.

Nayla thunches. “I want to learn can't.” Nayla Protests.

Lying down, making his arm a pillow for Nayla. “You can drive, later you can walk alone without having to need me, dong.”

“What, anyway, you? Wherever I want I need you beside me. Don't bother, deh!” exciting Nayla. She was not that kind of woman, who if she could do everything herself ... He will forget the husband to be respected.

“Handling, Sweetie, so serious. Why are you so sensitive lately, are you pregnant?”search Fahad.

“Nggaklah.” Killah Nayla's. “Zia is still small, Fahad, I'm not ready.”

Nayla's irritated face was adorable in Fahad's eyes. Without warning, he buried a short kiss on his wife's lips.

“You sleep what play first?” ask Fahad.

“Main. Yes, come on.” It was not Nayla who answered, but Fahad himself who answered.

***

Normally, Shazia would wake up shortly after Nayla woke up. But, until eight and Nayla was done with her homework, her little daughter never woke up either. Nayla who went into the room to wake her daughter was shocked by her hot body.

“Jaanu, you are so hot.” Nayla wakes Shazia up, takes her into the lap. “Build, Zia.” A small sobbing sound from Shazia was heard.

Fahad goes into the room, sitting next to Nayla who is breastfeeding Shazia. “Zia want to carry papa?” Fahad held out both hands but was rejected by the princess.

“The body is hot, Fahad.”

Fahad touched his daughter's forehead, hot. His intention to return to India began to falter. Where could he possibly go while his daughter was still in a state of illness. “I just canceled the ticket. Zia is sick, I can't go.”

Going out together to the dining table, Andi was already there.

“Petching pain, can not play our dong.” Andi greeted Shazia. Gently touch chubby cheeks of his nephew.

Shazia turned to Andi while she brushed off her smile. “Mama's son smiles, her beauty ..” Nayla said as she kissed the princess's head.

Nayla plans to take Shazia to the doctor later in the afternoon. Usually, when her daughter has a fever, Nayla will not give formula milk. Nayla would only give him water and also suckle him. Nothing special, Nayla just believes.

Fahad's cell phone rang out loud, and he walked forward to receive a call from Sahil.

“Mbak?” call Andi.

Nayla. “Iya?”

“Call doang.”

“You, yes. Really annoying old people!” exciting Nayla.

Andi chuckles. “Tua? If old why did Reza yesterday ask to be known to, Ms Nayla? The time he said that, Ma'am, it's still like a high school boy.” Andi's laughter broke considering Reza.

“Crazy it's your temen. Godain wife person.”

“He doesn't believe, Ma'am. Pas Fahad came home with Zia yesterday, he immediately missed.” Andi laughed more. Reza's originally very excited face was immediately changed after seeing Fahad.

“It's silent, Fahad heard can upset him.”

Andi closed his lips tightly, the sound of laughter that echoed was immediately no longer heard.

“I've heard!” Fahad sat on the dining table chair. Take a glass of water in front of him, drink the contents up to the toilet. “Everything I'm jealous of. You must have thought you weren't married. All my friends and business associates don't believe you're my wife. He said, I'm marrying a minor.”

“Children under the age?” Andi couldn't hold back her laughter anymore.

“Makanya, right. Your friend just asked to be known, try not to go with me and Zia .. must have thought not married.” Fahad is still upset.

Nayla exhaled violently. Again there should be a debate about his status in the eyes of the people. “What matters is that I admit that I already have a husband, right? It's been. No need to bother with people's thoughts.”

“Yes, can't do that, dong! Time they like same wife people.”

Andi scratched his head which was not itchy. His sister-in-law was jealous again. It is hard to overcome jealousy. “Iya-iya, understand.” Lirih Andi's.

“What do you understand?” nayla Dengus.

“Understand if you guys are making a storm! Mending went to me, rather than seeing a fight. Come, Zia.” Andi took his nephew to the room.

“What?!” nayla on Fahad.

“Nggak.” Fahad shook his head quickly, looking safe.

Nayla still continued her frustration. She said that everything in her heart, which during her time as the wife of Fahad Malik khan, Nayla had to put aside her jealousy when her husband had to be at a party at the invitation of his business partner. Fahad's world of work requires that the man meet many women. Whether it's a business partner, or an employee who is definitely not just a man.

“You've been out of the house all day, sometimes you come home at night. Well, I .. I'm home all day, out must be either you or Yasmin. What to envoy, Fahad?!” nayla. His hands clenched, as if to go to this man in front of him.

Fahad is not silent. He had already invited Nayla to come to the party, or if his wife wanted to ... Fahad wants to take Nayla on all the opportunities that come with her job. Again, and again, his wife said a sickening thing. I'm afraid you're embarrassed, I don't deserve to come to a place like that.

Ah, Fahad was confused by Nayla's attitude. Jealous, but when invited to the party of his business partner, his wife always refused. “When you return to India, you must come with me if there is a party invitation at my business partner's place. I don't want to hear any excuses. About Shazia, Yasmin can take care of him. After all, Zia now also rarely drinks breast milk. There's a milk bottle. Safe, right?”

“But, I—”

“Aparticularly?” Fahad Tukas. “Still want to say that you are jealous because in the world of my work many women?” Approaching, Fahad pinched both of Nayla's cheeks, wiggling her where and to the left. “One more time you protest, I eat you!”

“Fahad ..”

Pulling Nayla's body into her arms. The only way to let his wife down and calm down was a hug. Everything would be fine if his wife was already in his arms. Fahad knew his embrace was strength for Nayla. Tiredness, a heavy burden on the shoulders, a restless heart.

***

 

Fahad was going to the airport, Andi was going to drive him. Shazia's heat was a little down, he smiled at his papa who was wearing his sneakers. “Papa?” the tiny hand touched his papa's arm. “Papanya Zia!” he exclaimed cheerfully. Shazia's body temperature had not completely recovered, but the toddler's spirit had never disappeared in the slightest.

Fahad lifts Shazia's body, sitting him on his lap. His hand touched the princess's soft cheek. “Zia, smart boy. Papa went back to India first, yeah. Zia at home with mom and Om Andi.” A kiss he dived on both of his daughter's cheeks.

Shazia asks to be taken down, he walks out of the room. Find omnya.

“On the road, don't flirt with girls. Don't like the charm,” Nayla's message to her husband.

Fahad stood up, his hands flanking both sides of his wife's face. “I should have told you that. Don't go without Shazia and Andi. If you go alone, it must be considered unmarried.”

“Dikira doang, it doesn't matter.”

Fahad laughing. He completely believed in Nayla. Even so, he still put his disbelief in Ryan. Oh, shits! The man's name suddenly flashed through his mind. Looking at Nayla's face after goal, she tidied some of Nayla's hair behind her ears.

“You are my wife, forever remain my wife.”

Nayla gave a smile to her husband. “Iya. You husband. Don't you want to hug me first?” tanyakanya.

Without giving an answer, Fahad quickly puts Nayla's body into his arms. Kissing the top of the wife's head. They are used to being apart for a while. When Nayla went to Indonesia, or when her son and wife returned to Kashmir. And Fahad has to stay in New Delhi. Although he was used to it, Fahad still felt heavy hearted away from his son and also his wife.

“Do not sleep nights, yes, take care of health as well. Don't get angry with Yasmin often, if she marries she goes .. You just feel something is lacking and missing.” Nayla was still clutching Fahad's body, inhaling her husband's soothing scent.

“Yasmin himself who asked to be scolded, he is an adult but still like a child.”

Loosening her embrace, Nayla looked at Fahad's face gently. “All women are like that, Fahad, he will be a child if he is with the man he loves and loves. Any adult female, they still like to be noticed and pampered.”

Fahad nodded, understanding Nayla's words. “I'm angry with Yasmin because I love her, I know .. she got my attention through all her behavior. Moreover, Yumna, she is spoiled if it is the same you.”

Fahad buried his lips into Nayla's. The second kiss was long enough, until the sound of Shazia laughing with Andi forced the two to end the kiss.

Exiting the room, Fahad held his daughter just before leaving. “Papa departs, Jaanu.” Kissing his daughter's cheeks.

“Bye, Papa!” Shazia's tiny hand waved as the car Andi was driving left the house and moved further away. “Bye, Papa, Om!” shazia shouted loudly.

Splitting the streets of the capital to the airport, Fahad did not forget to tell his sister-in-law to take care of his son and his wife. Fahad knew, without him telling Andi was definitely looking after Nayla and Shazia. As a husband, Fahad should have told Andi.

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