Love From Facebook

Chapter 15 S2

Fahad and Nayla were still chatting, still in the kitchen. Indeed, the misunderstanding between them was over, but Fahad was endlessly teasing his wife. Nayla's accusations sound absurd and funny. His wife never deduced anything from what she saw and heard. Nayla will ask first. Fahad admitted, himself who really likes to conclude everything without waiting for an explanation. Now, however, everything is reversed.

Perhaps distance and longing are the main causes of it all. Fahad can understand, the fear Nayla felt when another woman answered her call. When his wife was in Indonesia, jealousy and evil thoughts sometimes really like running around in his mind. Moreover, his wife's departure to Indonesia this time took a longer time.

“Darling, can I ask you something?”

“Ask what?”

“Why did you suspect me this time?”

Silly question! inner Nayla. Of course, all women will be suspicious when they hear the voice of another woman from her husband's phone.

Not without reason. Nayla has just heard from one of her friends, who is also married to an Indian citizen. He got to know the woman while attending an event at the New Delhi Embassy. Nayla's friend has just filed for divorce because her husband cheated on her while she was in Indonesia. After ten years of marriage, awarded two children, in fact could not help maintain the household heresy.

“That's her husband, honey, not your husband. I may be cheating, having a wife like you is impossible for me to waste. You, tuh, like—”

“Start, deh!” nayla Tuas. Her husband is in seduce mode. Amusingly. Fahad laughed when he heard it.

“Ehhemm!” Andi comes, he sits in the right chair opposite Nayla. “Bikin tea in Texas what in Mexico?” insinuations. “Trongly.”

Nayla laughed, and she offered her sister a cup of tea.

“Eh, wait.” Andi stopped Nayla who stood up. “Mbak, kangenannya can use their own mobile phone, no?” he put one hand in front of Nayla.

“Iya, forgot.” Nayla tells Fahad to call her number and turn off the phone. “This, thanks, yes. Have you eaten?” ask Nayla.

Andi nodded, “already, had ordered food with Reza.”

Nayla walks into the room, she receives a video call from Fahad. Directing her phone screen to catch Shazia. Nayla feels guilty, because of her who, all day long—oh, no! even from yesterday, Fahad did not see and talk to Shazia.

On this occasion, in Fahad's pretty good mood, Nayla wanted to ask her husband's permission to come to Sari and Doni's wedding. The two of them are good friends, of course Nayla must come. “I'm the same Andi, kok.” Nayla knows her husband must be thinking about Ryan. That guy must be there too.

Both corners of Fahad's lips lifted up. His wife's face looks very adorable when asking for permission, like a child who is asking for his mother's permission to go to play. “Sari sama Doni don't want to postpone the wedding first?” his question that makes both eyebrows Nayla fused.

“Why should it be delayed?” Nayla asked.

“Yes, let me come with you to their wedding. Let everyone know that you are my wife.”

“This shirt of mine wants me to write, his wife FAHAD!”

Laughter is heard from Fahad. “Dikasih scenery pictures too, yes.”

Their conversation continued, Nayla also did not forget to thank the flowers sent by her husband. Fahad also allows Nayla to come to Sari and Doni's wedding. On condition, to be with Andi, do not be too beautiful, do not let go of Shazia alone with her om. Fahad does not want anyone to think Nayla is still a girl—not married.

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“Why, Ma'am?” Andi asked without taking her eyes off the laptop screen. “Daritadi why see Andi up to her side?”

Nayla smiled, she attached her sitting position to Andi. “How are you?” ask her gently.

Taking a moment, Andi laughed. Her brother's question sounds very funny. “How does it look?”

“When seen from the eyes seems to be fine. But if you use the inner eye .. I don't know.”

Turn off the laptop screen and put it on the table. “Not all wearing ankles, Ma'am.” Andi. Laughter was heard from both of them.

The memories flashed back in Nayla's eyes. In the past, he and Andi very often exchanged thoughts and chatted like this. The warm atmosphere was very felt. At first, Nayla was very worried about Andi when she moved to live in India with Fahad. However, his sister was able to prove that he was really an adult. All his efforts and efforts yielded results. How to manage finances, take care of yourself, hold the trust that has been given ... Andi is able to keep up and get through it all well.

“How are the buttons, Ma'am? Rame?” Andi asked.

“Do not switch the conversation.” Nayla hits Andi's shoulder. Not loudly, his sister did not grimace in pain. “What's your heart?”

Leaning his head against the sofa, Andi stared at the ceiling of the house. No hypocrite, there must be pain in his heart. Not only because of the Goddess's parents, but also because of her own decision. Andi was tired of the demands. To fight, it feels like it will still be in vain. Judging someone by their social status is unfair. Andi hates that so much.

“But, you are also wrong, Andi.” Nayla. “You made Dewi in an all-inclusive position. The goddess has accepted you for who you are, but her parents are not. Can you feel what the Goddess feels? She must be confused, Andi, she's kind of stuck between you and her parents.”

“Yes, Ma'am, I was wrong too. I wasn't honest from the beginning with Dewi and her parents.”

“That's not it,” Nayla. “Why are you, anyway? Wear all ngetes-ngetes? You fraud, Andi!” Nayla furious.

“I don't mean it, Ma'am, I—”

“What?” Nayla pinched her sister's arm very hard. Andi almost screamed if she did not remember that Shazia was sleeping.

Nayla's words made Andi realize that she was also guilty of this. His decision to cover his work as a photographer now just makes his love relationship end.

“Mbak do not know how far your relationship, how deep you love the Goddess. If it can be repaired, try to fix it. If not, you should be able to take responsibility for the same decisions you have made. You should also apologize to the Goddess, she is a victim of your selfishness and her parents.”

Andi nodded. “Several days I am still busy, do not know when to meet the Goddess. But, I must be sorry to him, if I can, yes .. fixed, reverse. If not, we can be friends.”

“Well, so, dong!” Nayla patted Andi's shoulder very hard. “It turns out, you are not mature enough to face the same thing as love,” he added.

Shift his sitting position. Andi touched his painful shoulder. Nayla's hand was small, but her strength was unfathomable. “I'm not an adult? Ma'am, how are you? Angry with husband, cell phone is not active. Ma'am, think it's not a child?” insinuations.

Nayla laughs.It is true, her attitude is very childish. Ah, but there's nothing wrong with being angry with your husband and turning off your phone to calm down, according to Nayla. “Yes, I know. Tomorrow if angry, mbak said it used to be the same Fahad. Let's not be confused if my phone is not active.”

“dihhh.”

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