Love From Facebook

Chapter 14 S2

After accompanying Shazia to play for a while, Nayla now chooses to keep busy by helping her employees. The phone he left inside the bag, without activating it. Before leaving the room, Nayla first get rid of objects that are dangerous if touched by the princess. The thick and smooth carpet he had prepared so that Shazia more comfortable to play, and ... Nayla provides a sofa that can also be converted into a bed.

Nayla sees social media boutiques, online sales are also paying off. There are some orders from out of town. Nayla rates in several friendly options for students, students, and also career women and housewives. That way, his work can be accepted by all circles.

Being in a crowded place, in fact, can not make Nayla forget the voice of the woman who answered her call. It was as if, that voice just kept knocking on the door of his heart and forcing its way in. Doubt it? I don't know .. it feels, all the love and affection Fahad has proven enough during the household with him. However, the more Nayla brushed it off, the more real the doubts became.

“Mbak Nayla?” Tia approached Nayla at the cashier's desk.

“Ya?” nayla's two hands take over Shazia from Tia's sling. Apparently, his daughter asked to make milk. At seven o'clock in the evening, Nayla tidied up the bag containing Shazia's luggage. “I forgot, Zia's milk ran out. I went home first, yes, would like to all stop by the minimarket. Have you eaten?” tanyakanya.

“Already, Ma'am,” replied Tia and the others.

“Close clock nine fits, yes. Oh, yes, Tia, please send a message to Andi, say that I have come home first, so that she does not need to pick up.” Nayla.

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Not just milk, there are some needs that Nayla needs at home. With Shazia a little fussy, Nayla found it difficult to carry the two bags of groceries in her hands. Nayla chose to sit on the minimarket patio chair, she activated her phone to order a taxi online. Because it was at the boutique, Tia who had ordered a taxi for him.

“Sabar, Jaanu, mom book a taxi first.” In the open, it was impossible for Nayla to breastfeed the princess.

“Mama ..” Shazia kept crying. The phone is already running perfectly, with one hand being pulled around by Zia, Nayla tries to open an online taxi app. But someone caught his attention when Sazhia's body was lifted by ... Ryan.

“Ryan?” nayla was standing up.

A beautiful engraved smile from Ryan's lips, the man hugged and patted Shazia's back to keep the beautiful toddler calm. Yeah, that's right. Shazia stopped crying. “You alone?” ask her gently.

“You why are here?”

“That's not the answer to my question, Nay.”

“Hah? Oh, yes, sorry.” Nayla smiles. “Iya, myself. Andi's still busy in her studio, so I'm taking a cab.”

Ryan offered me a ride. Not without reason he was in the minimarket, not because there was Nayla. Unless there is something to be bought by him. “Before, Nay, there's something I want to buy. Wait, yes.” Without waiting for an answer from Nayla, Ryan walked into the minimarket with Shazia still in his carriage.

Nayla sees the messages from Fahad. Her husband asked her whereabouts as well as her condition which since this morning could not be contacted. Just moments after reading the message, Nayla was startled by a call from her husband. Instead of sliding the green dial icon, Nayla shifted the red dial icon and deactivated the phone again. It still hurts, it hurts. Nayla is not ready to listen to Fahad's explanation, which might make the contents in her heart break unceasingly.

“Come, Nay?” take Ryan.

“But, Yan—”

Ryan's footsteps stopped. He twisted his body and looked at Nayla's two beads deeply. With a long breath he exhaled. “Nay,” walk closer. “I don't mean anything, I just want to take you home. I know why Zia is fussy, she's sleepy, you can't either ..” Ryan paused for a moment, his lips were so faint as to say the word nursing. “I can't go on with my words, I think you already understand what I mean. So, can I take you home?”

Long enough, Nayla finally nodded, accepting Ryan's offer. The car is running at medium speed. The streets of the capital that night were quite crowded. Shazia, who was originally in Ryan's lap, has now been taken by Nayla. Only a moment later did the little girl fall asleep on her own. Her soft hand stroked the soft top of Shazia's head.

“Sleep too.” Nayla murmurs.

Ryan turned his head for a moment, Shazia's plain face made her smile engraved perfectly. How adorable. “You're still a long time in Indonesia?” Ryan opened the conversation.

Nayla nodded, “it seems like yes, soon Sari and Doni get married, I also want to be a part of their happiness.”

Ah, crap! Nayla's smile and eyes always won her over. Apparently, the feeling had not been completely buried. It's been a few years, but every time Nayla meets ... Ryan always could not argue or fight the various feelings that appeared in his heart. Conscious. Ryan knows who Nayla really is. But for some reason, the taste was really strong. That love really tormented him. The more he wanted to stay away, the more he wanted to be with Nayla. Looking at the smile and the eyes of the woman.

“Ryan, thanks, yes. I took care of you this day.” Nayla approaches Ryan on the porch after she sleeps Shazia into the room.

Ryan stood up, handed Nayla a bag of groceries. “Just by chance. I'm home, Nay, not nice to see.”

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Andi just finished her job. Reza has also returned home. Picking up the cell phone that he had put in the drawer of the work desk since noon, ten calls from Fahad were listed there. Without a second thought, Andi immediately contacted his sister-in-law's number. It is confusion that Andi accepts. Fahad asks where his wife is, who is none other than his sister, Nayla.

“Mbak Nayla may now be home. Tia sent a message, said I did not need to pick up to the boutique, Mbak Nayla had gone home first. You guys quarrel?” Andi asked.

“No, we're fine. I was also confused as to why Nayla could not be contacted. Andi, please call me when you're home.”

Andi chirps, he goes home soon after ending his call with Fahad. It's not usual for Nayla to disable her phone. And, yes, sure enough said Fahad, Andi also could not contact his brother's phone number.

At nine o'clock in the night, Andi arrived home. She found her brother sitting on the floor with a laptop on his lap. “Mbak, earlier Fa—”

“You want tea?” nayla Tuas.

Andi nodded. While Nayla was in the kitchen, Andi contacted Fahad, it didn't take long. “Mbak, this is Fahad.” Andi thrust her phone in front of Nayla. However, his brother was silent. “Mbak?” wiggling mobile. “This Fahad want to talk.”

Nayla took the phone and put it close to her ear. “Iya. What's up?” ask her with a cold voice.

“What's up, anyway? Where are you going? Why can't your phone be reached?”

“Where are you going?” Nayla asked.

Fahad was impatient, he switched voice calls to video calls. The pouting face of his wife greeted him. “Why are you the one, so?” hernia.

There was a small dispute between them. Oh, naw. Not small anymore. Nayla with her anger, and Fahad with her confusion. Nayla is constantly asking for her husband's whereabouts, and Fahad is the same.

“You were yesterday morning again with another woman, right?!” Nayla could no longer hold back that question.

Instead of answering, Fahad actually laughed at the question from his wife. Really ridiculous. Which woman, and who? As he remembered, yesterday morning he was still at Sahil and Sanju's house. “You mean Sanju?” ask Fahad.

“Not. If Sanju sounds, I'll have a poultice too. That's not Sanju.”'s voice

“Wait. I called Sanju.” Fahad added Sanju in their video call. “Sanju, yesterday I stayed at your house, right? Did I bring a woman?”

“Female?” Sanju was confused too. “What do you mean, Fahad? Please explain, what's wrong with you?”

Fahad said Nayla's accusation. Allegations that he was with another woman, even sleeping with the woman.

“Oh, that morning.” Sanju remembered something. “ Fahad's body was still on the living room sofa, that morning Fahad's phone rang, so I had auntie take the call. Fahad is not with another woman. Relax Nayla, if that happens, I will first teach Fahad.”

“Okay, bye!” Fahad closed Sanju's call unilaterally. Now it's time to tease the wife who already suspects him. Yeah, Fahad knows himself enough. His good looks are definitely the target of other women. However, all the space in his heart was filled with the women he loved. Ammi, his two brothers, and also his son and wife. Fahad also apologized, because on a very historic day for Nayla, he did not contact her at all.

Not without reason Fahad did it all. He knew his wife would be more busy with boutiques and customers. Fahad didn't want to bother him. On the other hand, his office work is also very time-consuming.

“You started first!” Nayla defended herself.

“Eh? Me?” Fahad pointed to himself. “I'll be in Indonesia soon, I'll finish you, yes!”

Done it. The misunderstanding of both is gone. Distance is indeed one of the problems, especially .. if the communication between them is a little tenuous. Not only Fahad and Nayla, all the tides must also experience the ups and downs of long distance relationships. After all, communication should be kept awake. Just asking what is being done, everything will be fine. Trust grows by itself, but if once the trust is broken . then do not expect a trust to be regained.

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