Love From Facebook

Chapter 7 S2

Nayla is putting Shazia to sleep. His hand patted the princess's arm gently. Since Fahad's departure, Nayla bin received any messages from her husband. We thought he saw a cell phone, but there was not one message he expected from Fahad. Waiting, until a notification made him quickly take the phone that was held behind his body. Nayla saw Shazia at a glance, her daughter was not bothered by the sound of the notification.

“Nay, Wednesday is coming, right?”

A tired breath sounded from Nayla. Not from her husband, but from Ryan.

“God willing, Yan, but only I'm with Zia. Fahad has returned to India.”

“Yes, it's okay, Nay, thanks.”

Nayla got up slowly, she was about to leave the room, see what her sister was doing. However, a voice call from Fahad undoes his footsteps. Smile expands perfectly, Nayla shifts the green dial icon. Greeting her husband with a sparkling face.

“Great kangen, huh? Until I scream.” Fahad laughing. Nayla's voice made her miss her even more.

Nayla shakes. “I'm happy, you called. You just got home?”

The plane was delayed because the engine suffered a malfunction. Fahad had to wait for another plane to arrive and continue the flight. Also, Fahad feels his wife is busy taking care of Shazia who is not well yet. He doesn't want to interrupt Nayla's time.

Fahad and Nayla made the call long enough, they also replaced it to a video call. Only a day did not meet, but longing already filled their hearts. After a long chat, the two ended the call. Before going to bed, Nayla first saw Andi who turned out to be asleep on the sofa tv room. The laptop is still on, and the phone is still in Andi's hands Nayla immediately tidied. Before turning off the laptop, Nayla first saved her sister's work files into a folder she just created. Tomorrow, let Andi himself check it out.

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That morning Nayla was in the kitchen as usual. While Andi, he was accompanying Shazia who had woken up and invited the cheek puffer to sit in the tv room. Shazia's heat has really gone down. Andi was relieved. A call from Nayla forces Andi to leave and take Shazia to the dinner table.

“Breakfast first.” Seeing Andi at a glance. His hands were busy preparing lunch for his sister. “This will be eaten by Reza as well, yes. Mbak bawain many.”

Andi sat down, he took Shazia a steamed potato that was already cold. “Mbak, is it okay at home alone?” ask Andi.

Nayla took her daughter from Andi's lap and sat her in a special dining chair. “Ngak what. Usually mbak also alone if Fahad again work.”

The three of them had breakfast together, with Nayla letting Shazia eat alone on her plate. Nayla does not want to feed, it should be like that, right? Teach and familiarize children good things from an early age.

After Andi went to work, Nayla cleaned the dishes from their breakfast. He locked the door and let Shazia play here and there. He had already removed some items that would be dangerous for his daughter.

***

Every day, Fahad makes video calls with Nayla and her daughter. Luckily Yasmin was not too lonely at home. “Kak, this is no party invitation.” Yasmin offered an invitation to Fahad who was sitting down to enjoy coffee after dinner.

“Bestony invitation?” fahad asked as he accepted the invitation and read the sender's name. His forehead is crinkled, a party invitation at a famous club in New Delhi. “The way is at the club, they can invite officially like this. No shame!” throw the invitation at the table violently

“That's an important invitation, sister, arguably a celebration of the success of the employment contract. They would be offended if, Brother, did not come.”

Fahad doesn't like coming to nightclubs. Well, he used to and likes to get into nightclubs. Especially after Aadil's death. In addition to work, Fahad will spend his time in nightclubs. Drinking alcohol until unconscious, return home with Sahil. That's how it was, Fahad. After getting to know Nayla, he began to stay away and no longer entered a club or drink the illicit drink.

“I've sworn I won't go into such a place again.” Fahad murmured softly, but unfortunately ... Yasmin could hear his voice.

“What?! Brother, have you ever been to a nightclub?” yasmin's eyes were perfectly rounded, he slightly tilted his seat to look at the sister's face. “Means, Brother, have you ever drank alcohol? Whoa! If Ammi knows, it's over everything.” Yasmin exaggerated after seeing the panicked face of Fahad.

Pissed. Glanced at Yasmin lazily. “That was, Yasmin. Now never.”

“If sister-in-law knows, about how fate, Brother, later?” his hands were on his chin, staring at the ceiling of the house. His voice sounded threatening.

“She already knows.” Cetus Fahad's.

Yasmin was again surprised. Her brother-in-law knows everything. The question Yasmin asked was why her sister-in-law could still accept a husband who had a history of drinking alcoholic beverages. Seeing the nature and character of Nayla who upholds all boundaries, makes her think hard with what her brother-in-law thinks.

“Yasmin, your brother-in-law is different. He is not the vengeful type, he always tries sincerely and reconciles with the past.” Fahad explained gently, the shadow of Nayla's smile flashed across his eyes. “But, he said ... if you touch the drink again, he will go and not come back.” Fahad's smile faded. He was afraid, if that happened, of what would happen to his life.

“If it happens, I support sister-in-law 1000%!” yasmin's hands clenched, showing her anger before Fahad's face.

“You! Dare to be like brother? Huh?!” Fahad ruffled his sister's hair. Shouts of protest from Yasmin did not make Fahad stop judging her.

“Kakak, already ..” Yasmin's voice was crying, she was about to cry out of annoyance. Comb her hair with her lentic fingers, tidying it behind her ears. “So, Brother, come?”

Fahad breathed a tired sigh. “Maybe.”

***

Andi is driving Nayla to shop monthly. Andi follows Shazia as she walks around the supermarket, while Nayla picks up some necessities and puts them in a trolley. “Mbak, not finished?” Andi is flirting with Shazia, approaching her brother who is on the milk shelf.

Nayla looked over for a moment. “Why? You bored? Go home is okay, later you can take a taxi.”

Nayla laughs. It's true that his sister said too much, he said too much. “It's done, really. You you go?” Nayla walks her trolley towards the cashier's desk, Andi aligns the relationship alongside Nayla.

“Iya,” nodded. “I have an appointment with a friend SMA first.”

“Yakin?” Nayla seduces. “Free friends?”

Andi clucked in annoyance, he could never lie to this brother. “Friends, Mbak.” Answer with laziness. Long ago.

Andi carried a bag of groceries and put it in the trunk. “Shop a lot, kayak want no event aja.” Andi murmuring.

Nayla got into the car, sat down next to the steering wheel and set up her self belt. Andi began to drive his car, he wanted to immediately drive his brother home and go to see his lover. “Mbak, I'm going straight away, huh? Ma'am, is it okay at home? I go home at nine o'clock, if it's late, yes, at least ten o'clock. What's up, Ma'am?” Andi asked permission.

“Yes, you be careful. Don't break trust, loh.” Nayla warned.

“Definitely, Mbak.” Andi gave her thumb.

Nayla does not want her sister to fall into a world of bad. Andi never did anything that disappointed her. Andi also always tries not to make Nayla and her other brother lose faith in her. As an older sister, Nayla never got tired of advising Andi. He also positioned himself as a friend, so that Andi could comfortably complain to him.

Andi took out Nayla's groceries and placed them on the kitchen table. “Loh, don't bring your car?”tanya Nayla who saw Andi just take out her old matic motor.

“No, Ma'am, use this aja,” replied Andi.

“Not that one?”Nayla pointed to motor sport.

Andi shakes.

“Don't forget the door lock, Ma'am. Bye padlock.” Andi twitching the cheeks of Shazia's bully.

***

Andi approached a sweet woman with shoulder-length hair and a thin makeup polish sitting on one of the chairs, in the corner of the cafe.

“Goddess, sorry I'm late.” Andi sat on the chair.

The goddess looked at Andi with her grumpy gaze. “I've waited half an hour for you here.”

“Sorry, I just bought Nayla first.”

Without further ado, Dewi expressed what he wanted to talk to Andi. About their meeting this time. Marrying. The goddess wants to get married. Andi's eyes were perfectly rounded. Very sudden. Oh, naw. They had already been married before. But not anytime soon. Andi was very serious, he did intend to marry this woman in front of him. Knowing him since SMK, still good friends until he expressed his love for a few months ago. Andi felt that he knew the Goddess well enough.

“You don't want to?” asked the Goddess when she saw Andi not speaking a word.

Andi shakes. “De, why is it suddenly like this? I've already told you, right ... if my job is better, I'll definitely marry you.”

Both of the Goddess's eye beads started to water. There was confusion surrounding his heart. “I know, but ..”

Andi waited, but the Goddess just lowered her head, hiding her tears. “Dewi—”

“My parents told us to get married quickly,” said Dewi with tears that wet her cheeks.

Astounded. It was like something was hitting his heart. Yeah-yes. Andi did have plans to immediately meet the parents of the Goddess, but .. he was not ready. Especially talking about marriage. Andi just wanted to disappear. The Goddess' tears made her heart slit. She knew enough, the Goddess received pressure from her parents.

“Goddess, do you want to live with me? Living with all my simplicity?”

The goddess nodded quickly. In addition to loving Andi, Dewi never looked at someone in terms of social. Whatever his job, he has no problem with it. For him, a sense of responsibility and mutual respect are paramount in a man. And all that is in Andi. The goddess knew him well.

“Oke, I talked to my family first, when I go to your house .. later I give you more news.” Andi said sure. If it was time to get married, he would not delay and look for other reasons. It is time to take responsibility as a husband. Married young, no problem. He had already arranged everything well when he saw Nayla get married.

“But, my parents asked for terms.” Goddesses doubt. But he still has to say it.

“What?”

“My father asks you to give dowry same car home.”

Oho! Especially this? Unreasonable demand, for him. Andi lowered her head, the fingers of her right hand massaging her forehead. Momentary silence. Andi raised his face, looking at the two beads of the lover's eyes that were still flushed. The eyes seemed to ask for help from all the pressure from parents. The Goddess's sad face added tightness to her chest.

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