Love From Facebook

Chapter 12 S2

Andi is playing with Sazhia. While Nayla, she prepares dinner for her sister and daughter. Sazhia's laughter rang out to the kitchen, Andi was indeed good at making his nephew laugh with all his funny behavior.

Andi was already aware of one hundred percent. He intends to talk to Nayla since Mas Arif and Mbak Indah came home this afternoon. However, Sazhia continued to invite to play, forcing him to abandon his intention to speak to Nayla.

Nayla's phone rings, Fahad apparently. He shifted the green icon and leaned his phone on the glass on the table.

“Eh, loh, really cute!” exclaimed Nayla who saw the husband was neatly wearing a black suit that was combined with a white shirt and jeans. The man looks very handsome and charming.

“Eh, how pretty? Can't be beautiful!” Fahad replied to his wife.

Nayla laughs. “Away with leaving?” tanyakanya.

“Hmm,” murmur Fahad.

“God, my husband just shaved a brewpub, yes. The cute level is added, dong.” Nayla seduces. Too bad her husband is far away from her. If it is close, it is certain that a pinch of anxiety on both cheeks of the husband he has given since.

Fahad chuckled at it. His wife's eyes are always observant when it comes to her appearance. "Add more saucy, right?"

Nayla again reminded her message while talking on the phone yesterday. About no longer touch alcoholic beverages, do not spread charm, do not be handsome, and. Actually Nayla strongly objected that her husband should go into such a place. However her husband tried to convince her, but still in her little heart there was a sense of worry.

“I'll be just a moment, really, if you've met the pleasantries and small talk .. I go straight home.” Fahad.

Nayla sat down, faced with a cell phone since she just left it on the table. Fahad had a hard time seeing the face of the woman he missed because his wife was walking here and there, and only a voice accompanied him. A sense of relief spread across Fahad's heart after seeing Nayla's face freely. His eyes were filled with a warm smile from his wife.

Work really held him back from meeting his son and wife. Although Nayla understands all her work, Fahad still feels less attentive to his small family if the busyness has taken up valuable time. Spending the night in the tv room, joking with Shazia, and exchanging stories with Naylaperihal what has been done all day.

Now, his wife has also started busy with boutiques, tomorrow is the opening day of the boutique. Even though he could not attend on that happy day, of course Fahad had prepared a surprise for his wife. In addition to matching fashion, Nayla is also very proficient in choosing fabrics for materials to make clothes—mana that is comfortable for career women and women in general—modis, as well as women in general, but still keep the curves of the woman's body behind the current dress. There's one more thing, Nayla planned it all out really well. His wife can now draw a dress design, very neat and also beautiful. Fahad was very proud.

“Excite tomorrow, I believe ... you must be one of the best Muslim fashion designers.”

Nayla smiled, she was grateful.Everyone supported her whatever she did. Not grandiose, Nayla just wanted to share what she had in mind about the clothes of Muslim women who are contemporary, comfortable to wear, and also keep the body. Become the best fashion designer? I don't know ... Nayla did not have that dream. Do what should be done well and sincerely. Everything has to have a result.

***

Nayla put Shazia to sleep, one hand stroking the top of the princess's head, making her comfortable to go to sleep immediately. After her little daughter actually went to sleep, Nayla went out of the room. He went back to the kitchen to wash the dirty dishes used for dinner.

“Mbak?” Andi approached Nayla.

“Iya? You need something?”

Andi shakes. “Au—”

“You wait in front first, mbak make you honey tea, yes.”

Before long, finished washing the dishes and walked over to Andi with a cup of honey tea in his hand. Nayla put the tea on the table, right in front of Andi. “This sleep, don't stay up. Kan, tomorrow you have to go to the studio, pity Reza, he must bother himself,” said Nayla.

Andi grabbed her brother's wrist, leading him to sit next to her. A sincere apology came out from his lips. The eyes begged her brother not to be disappointed in what he had done. Yes, Andi was aware .. Nayla was definitely disappointed, but Andi wanted to explain and confirmed that after this, he would not repeat the same mistake.

Andi. “I couldn't think of anything back then, Ma'am. I—”

“Goddess by what?” nayla Tuas.

Andi raised her face, looking back at Nayla. “The goddess said nothing, Ma'am. Yesterday I was told to go to his house to meet his parents.” Andi gave a pause, it was very tight to say the name of someone he had to take out of his heart.

“They keep asking for that dowry. Not good, at the beginning of the wedding plan if it is like that? Says, Ma'am, the dowry must be for the willingness of both parties between me and Dewi.”

Nayla nodded at Andi's explanation.

“My good intentions are complicated by Dewi's parents, I can't, Ma'am. They keep thinking treasure,” Andi continued.

“You love the same Goddess?” ask Nayla.

“I love, Ma'am. But, can I marry her if her parents don't agree? Isn't that right, Ma'am?”

Nayla could see the disappointment from the look in Andi's eyes. Andi's eyes had started to turn red, indicating the man was holding back his tears.

Everything was. Andi told Nayla everything. There was not a single thing he covered. Because only Nayla understood all the disappointment in her heart.

Nayla held Andi's body in her arms. Channeling the peace to the sister. “You don't drink anymore, you can't see you like that.” True, men will be weak if they have dealt with feelings and love.

Andi nodded, she also returned Nayla's embrace. Calmness had already begun to envelop his heart after speaking to Nayla. “Sorry, Ma'am. I promise I won't drink again. It was the first and last,” Andi said, seriously.

Nayla breaks her embrace. “Really the first?” ask Nayla.

“Yes, Ma'am, just ask Reza."

“You have decided how the fate of your relationship with the Goddess, it means you must also be able to take responsibility for your heart. You know, everything will not be easy, but everything you have to pass. Bismillah .. mbak sure you can definitely get through this. You are still young, Andi. don't destroy yourself,” said Nayla softly.

Andi was relieved, very, very relieved. The wound in his heart was already slightly healed. This brother can be a friend, a friend, a parent, who can always understand how to behave.

***

“Come, down, Mbul.” Andi takes Shazia from Nayla's lap. They had just arrived at the boutique that they were about to open. There was Tia there, standing in front of that neatly closed door.

“What time are you coming, Tia?” ask Nayla.

Tia smiled, “ten minutes ago, Ma'am. Finally, after a few months, we can open this boutique officially.”

Andi had already opened the door, inviting the two women to enter. Soon, the other employees arrived. They began to clean the boutique, preparing all the necessary things for the invited guests. Not much, Nayla only invited her close friends.

“Andi, in the studio again not busy?” Nayla asked.

Andi sits Shazia on the sofa of Nayla's private waiting room. “It just so happens that today there is no shooting schedule, Ma'am, all the work is done as well. Soon Reza will come, later let me be the photographer of this boutique. And, Ma'am, that's the model.”

“Kok, me? Kan, yesterday Tia has become a model, all her photos have also been uploaded on social media.”

Andi clucked in annoyance. In accordance with her guess, this brother definitely did not want to be her own boutique model. “Yes, let people know, Ma'am, who owns this boutique.”

“Iya, but—”

“Mbak Nayla?” Tia knocked on the door. He told Nayla that some of his friends had come.

Nayla leaves Shazia with Andi, she goes ahead to greet her friends. There's Sari and Doni, and also .... Ryan's? Oh, whoa! Nayla felt like she didn't say anything to Ryan, but how did she know?

“Sorry, Nay, I'm lekeplosan.” Sari whispered in Nayla's ear.

Nayla doesn't invite Ryan to appreciate her husband. Although Fahad is not beside her, Nayla still cannot ignore the honor and feelings of her husband in front of everyone. However, the man who was very jealous of the husband had already come, it would be very rude to tell him to go back home.

Everyone has come, even with the Beautiful Mother and also the Mother Goddess. Nayla's other sister is unable to attend, but they all remain supportive and also congratulate Nayla.

***

The shop is officially open. The boutique is equipped with a break room and also a kitchen so that employees feel more comfortable. Nayla, Andi and Reza are in a mini studio dedicated to Andi for the latest fashion model shoot. After several pushy times, finally Andi managed to make Nayla stand as a model of her own boutique brand.

Andi and Reza were very satisfied with their shots. Not only good photo quality, but Nayla also managed to make the photo look alive with meaningful eyes from the woman.

“Mbak Nayla, drink first.” Tia came, carrying a bottle of cold drink.

“Shazia fussy, no?” ask Nayla.

Tia shakes. “Shazia is very calm, Ma'am, he likes to play as much as he does.”

“Om?” ask Nayla and Andi together.

“I'm here, keep om who plays with Zia?” ask Andi.

Tia nodded. He is Nayla's friend, Ryan.

Ah, Nayla forgot. My daughter really likes Ryan. Scratching his temple that is not itchy, Nayla feels confused .. she does not want any misunderstanding between herself and her husband. When Nayla was confused and dizzy, Ryan laughed. Laughing at her brother who looks very confused.

“Just a kid, Ma'am, it's impossible to marry Ryan, right?”

Laughter was heard from Tia and Reza.

“No, Andi, but—”

“Nay, there is a package for you.” Beautiful Mother is coming.

Still in the suit she wore for the photo shoot, Nayla came forward, her eyes stunned by the dozens of white rose buckets that were being put into her shop.

The flowers were already arranged on the boutique table and floor, a courier approached Nayla with a much larger bouquet of flowers, a card tucked in the flower.

“My wife ... mother of my children .. sorry, your husband cannot attend the most important event of your life. Congratulations on opening your boutique. Wait for me, I'll be here soon. Ilove you. From your husband, Fahad.”

“Your husband is very romantic, Nay, send this many flowers. Why not the same garden, yes.” Sari's words made everyone laugh. But not with Ryan, the man caught the disappointment of Nayla's eyes. The smile that Nayla pushed aside could not cover the look of those disappointed eyes.

“Tomorrow I ask for flowers in the same garden, Sar, if necessary all the same petaninya.” Nayla.

“Mama.” Shazia asks to get down from Ryan's arms, he walks over to Nayla. “Mama,” the little girl draped her hands around Nayla's neck, into her arms.

“Andi, the shoot was already done, huh? We continue tomorrow or anytime.”

Andi mengiyani greeting her brother, he invited Reza back to the mini studio to edit the photo and began uploading it to social media.

***