Love From Facebook

Chapter 9 S2

Nayla and Shazia were already in the private room, a waiter brought Nayla a drink and some snacks. Not to forget, there are also biscuits and toys for Shazia. It was as if they knew that a toddler was present. “Yan?” Nayla could no longer hold back her curiosity.

“Where, Nay? Anything less?” asked Ryan who was sitting next to Nayla.

Nayla shakes. “No, I just wanted to ask."

Ryan looked at Nayla's face. “Ask what?” Ryan lowered Shazia so that the puffed cheek could play on the floor that was covered with carpet.

“Why are you lying about this cafe? You said this is just a thanksgiving event, but in front of many bouquets about this grand opening cafe.”

Ryan offered Nayla a glass of avocado juice. He still remembered the woman's favorite juice. “Drink first, Nay. Let's not dry your throat,” said Ryan.

Nayla smiled shyly. “I talk a lot, huh? Sorry, Yan.”

Ryan tells Nayla that his invitation is just a normal thanksgiving. He was halal right, Nayla would not have come if her invitation was about the grand opening. Not only Nayla, but Ryan also told Doni and others about the invitation. Yes, just a regular Thanksgiving invitation. Nayla's smile made Ryan's heart tremble again. He tried many times to kill the love, but Nayla's smile made it come back to life.

Warmth spread in all the chambers of his heart. For a moment, Ryan forgot about who Nayla was. This woman before him was no longer the old Nayla. There is the name Fahad that becomes a shadow in every step of Nayla's feet. In fact, there is now Shazia, which is unlikely to spoil the sweet smile of the beautiful toddler.

The door of the private room opened, with Doni, Sari and Nita entering the room. “Wah, have helped start the Nayla,” chirps Doni while sitting her body in the seat next to Ryan, followed by Sari and Nita. The round table with five chairs was full of Nayla's friends.

“This private room cafe what is a private room, anyway? Very comfortable, there are toys for small children as well.” Mata Sari explored every corner of the room. The room was quite large. Very comfortable in that room.

“See, his son Nayla is very comfortable here,” timpal Nita. “Shazia ...,” greet Nita while waving her hand. The puffed cheek turned its head for a while then threw its smile. “Truly similar to you, Nay. What a sweet smile. Pantesan, Ryan can't—”

“Nggah need to rest, Ta.” Ryan menukas's.

Instantly Nita shut her mouth tightly, she held back her laughter seeing Ryan and Nayla's faces alternating. Nayla who looked down embarrassed, while Ryan tried to show her okay behind her nervousness.

“Where's your husband, Nay?” Sari asked.

Nayla looked up at Sari. “Have returned.”

The five of them chatted casually around their memories of working at the same restaurant. After Nayla resigned, one by one employees at the restaurant also resigned. There was discomfort after the restaurant was led by the younger brother of Mr. Tony.

“Satisfaction, how is it?” Sari paused her speech. “It's forced labor, Nay. There is no holiday, want kasbon is also difficult. Even if the money goes down, it must be diomelin first.”

Unlike Mr. Tony, the man always considers all employees like his own sister. Family feeling is very felt. Even so, Mr. Tony never took advantage of the sense of kinship to blackmail employees. Everything is done according to restaurant regulations. Always put forward a discipline.

“Continue, Mr Tony where?” ask Nayla.

“We don't know, Nay. Suddenly in Tony's group. If we want to ask, he is out of the group.” Ryan replied.

“Maybe there's a family problem, Nay. Not long after that, we got word that Mr. Tony's mother died.” Not only Nita, everyone also felt sad for what happened to Mr. Tony. The kindness of the man left the deepest impression in the hearts of all employees.

“Mama ..” Shazia walked over to Nayla.

The five people there compactly turned to the little girl who walked slowly. “Iua, Jaanu?” Nayla lifts Shazia's body and holds him. “Ma, Zia want to drink milk.” The straight-haired puffed cheek rubbed his eyes, he began to sleepy—because it was time to take a nap.

As Nayla moved, she picked up a bottle of milk in a bag and poured hot water from the small flask she was carrying. “Very agile, Nay,” chirps Sari. Nayla looked at Sari, smiling at her friend.

“Masya Allah .. don't smile, Nay, don't smile.” Sahut Doni shook his head.

“Iya, Nay. Don't smile.” Sari chimed in while looking at Ryan who was busy with his phone.

Silent.

“Now!” compact shakes.

In an instant, Shazia had already fallen asleep in Nayla's lap after finishing her milk. Nayla laid Shazia down on the double sofa in the corner of the room to make her more comfortable to sleep on.

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Honey, are you home? ~ Fahad.

Not yet, wait for Andi. Nayla retaliated.

How's show? Smoothly?

Smooth, everything's coming. So rame it, exciting.

Yeah, I did, I'll call you tonight. ~ Fahad.

Yes, Fahad.

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The time has shown at three in the afternoon, Nayla's other friends have been home since. Nayla's still trying to contact Andi. His message was not read by Andi at all. Calls are not accepted. Nayla was getting worried. Remembering last night his sister was in bad shape. Especially heart.

Shazia was busy playing, now there were only the two of them in the private room—more to be exact, it was a special room for Ryan if he wanted to spend time alone. Ryan deliberately put his friends in the room to be able to talk more relaxed. True, the five of them, plus Shazia ... can freely share the news and remember the working days at the restaurant.

“Nayla?” call Ryan who saw Nayla leave the room.

“Iya?”

“Andi is here?” the question was answered by Nayla's head. Her wrist watch showed at three in the afternoon. Seeing the troubled Nayla with Shazia, Ryan offers to drive the woman home. It will take a while to wait for a taxi order.

Ryan walked ahead of Nayla without waiting for an answer from the woman. “I have no intention whatsoever, Nay, I just feel sorry for Shazia if I have to wait for a taxi.”

Nayla. It's true, pity Shazia if you have to wait for a taxi. “Om Iyan!” shazia exclaimed cheerfully.

Ryan stopped, turning his body to look at Shazia. His hand pinched the toddler's cheek. “Such beauty, want to bite your cheeks.”

A crisp laugh sounded from Shazia. The boy liked Ryan very much. Nayla's smile again grabbed Ryan's attention. The look in the eyes was meaningful. Ryan touched his chest, trying to control the feeling that seemed to want to explode from within. “Ayo.” Invite him to divert the awkward atmosphere created in his own heart.

The black car was traveling at a moderate speed. Nayla is also happy to see the current Ryan. LaRyan cafe is already standing, the man can fulfill his own dream.

Shazia whines, she wants to sit on Ryan's lap. The man had already invited, but Nayla could not let her daughter sit on the lap of Ryan who was focusing on her wheel.

“Om Iyan ..” Shazia started crying. Both hands pointed, asking Ryan for help.

“Sini, Nayla, your son is crying.” Ryan asked.

“Danger, Ryan, out of this he stopped crying, kok.”

Ryan didn't heed Nayla's words. He stops his car and takes Shazia from Nayla's lap. “Sini, Zia, you want to drive, yes?” make the toddler sit on his lap comfortably. “Tuh, he's not crying anymore. It's also close to your house, right. I can, drive while I'm her.”

The car drove back. Shazia is very happy to be sitting behind the wheel. Like a happy family, there was a flower that suddenly bloomed in Ryan's heart. Ryan is happy to spend time with Nayla and Shazia. He forgets who Nayla is and Shazia is. All he knew, for now .. there were only the three of them who were already like a family.

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