Love From Facebook

Chapter 16 S2

Early in the morning Andi said goodbye to go to the studio. Take the equipment he needs for the shoot. The distance of the shooting spot was quite far, requiring him to hurry up with Reza immediately. Feeling overwhelmed, Andi has tried to find two assistants to help him and Reza. However, until now Andi did not get someone who felt professional enough to work with him.

Before leaving, Nayla told Andi to take her to buy wedding gifts for Sari and Doni. Later that night, Andi promises to take Nayla. He'll pick her up at the boutique.

After Andi leaves, Nayla gets busy with Shazia. He prepared the needs of the princess as well as himself while in the boutique. Nayla prepares all of Shazia's needs with no one left behind. After the homework is done, Nayla will go to the boutique by driving a taxi. The sound of knocking on the door made Nayla immediately move and then wear her instant hijab.

“Ryan?” Nayla was shocked by the arrival of the man. “What's up?” tanyakanya.

“This, shoe—”

“Om Iyan!” Shazia runs, approaching Ryan. Shazia's smile could not stand it when her favorite om lifted her body into a sling. “Om Iyan.” The tiny hand touched Ryan's cheek in a fit of anxiety.

Zia, what is it, anyway? Papa gets angry. Inner Nayla.

Nayla lets Ryan sit on the porch. It's impossible to throw the guy out, isn't it? Nayla went inside, made a cup of tea for her daughter's favorite om. Nayla could hear Shazia laughing. His daughter sounded very happy.

Ryan came to return one of Shazia's shoes left in his car yesterday. Meaning another? I don't know..one Ryan knows, that he is happy to meet and see Nayla's smile. The smile that always managed to make his heart tremble. A smile that could make him forget that this woman before him belonged to someone else.

Ryan said goodbye after getting a call from someone. Shazia was crying, she was going to come. Of course Nayla held her daughter.

“You want to go to the boutique, Nay? I'll take you with me?” ryan asked who could not bear to see Shazia crying.

Nayla shook her head hard. He lied by saying today he wouldn't go to a boutique. “Neither, Yan, he cried for a moment, really. It will also stop. Oh, yes, thanks for the shoes. Sorry, so ngerepotin you.” Nayla smiles.

“Sorry, thank you, you never forget the same words.” Ryan smiled as well. “Okay, bye, Zia.” Ryan's hand is still returned crying by Shazia.

As soon as Ryan's car passes, Nayla takes her daughter into the house. Anxious kiss he put on Shazia's cheek. “You don't do that, Jaanu, later mama scolded papa.”

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In the afternoon, Andi came home from the studio. At home there is already Mas Irfan and his wife, Mbak Dewi. Andi and Nayla cancel their plans to buy gifts, maybe tomorrow they will leave. Time with family is much more important. That's what Nayla said when she called Andi this afternoon. Boutique was not too busy, at three in the afternoon Nayla decided to go home early.

Visiting his two sisters who have started rarely can meet because of their respective activities. While waiting for Maghrib time, the four of them chatted together. Enjoy tea and coffee made by Nayla while playing with Shazia.

“No thanks to Shazia, Nay?” ask Mother Goddess.

“What? Brother?” surprised Nayla. “I'm still busy with boutiques, Ma'am, after all Zia is still a child. I'm afraid I can't split time.” Nayla replied with a bit of emotion.

Irfan smiled at Nayla, her sister is still adorable and will remain her little sister at any time. The little sister he loved so much. “Just ask, Nayla, the answer is normal can be,” said Mas Irfan.

“If not that, not Mbak Nayla his name,” Andi cetus.

Amidst their excitement, the sound of knocking on the door broke the conversation between Nayla and her siblings. Nayla stood up, walking towards the door.

“Sorry, who?” nayla asked the beautiful woman standing in front of her at this moment.

“Mbak, I'm Dewi.”

Nayla raised both her eyebrows, her eyes perfectly rounded. He did not expect the Goddess to come home.

Without further ado, Dewi expressed her intention to meet Andi to Nayla. Of course Nayla invited her guests to come in and sit in the living room chair. One hand of Nayla scratched her head which was not itchy at all. This love story of his sister really makes him amazed by the figure of the Goddess who tries to fight for his love even though his parents are against and Andi has started to give up. There is nothing wrong with a woman fighting for her love. Origin, still within reasonable limits.

“Andi, there is a Goddess in front,” says Nayla.

“Hah! Goddess?” surprised Andi. Suddenly his body stood firm, staring at Nayla questioningly.

Nayla clucked in annoyance. “The name is the same, Ma'am,” he said.

For a moment, Andi was stunned to learn that the Goddess had come to his house. Can't, his heart will definitely melt if he sees the Goddess' tears. When deciding everything ... Andi had to be a strong man. Because it is useless if both parents of Dewi still disagree, according to Andi. All right, sitting together and talking things over with a cool head is the best thing.

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Sitting opposite the Goddess. Andi avoided the look in the eyes of this girl he loved so much. He has tried to forget his feelings for the Goddess, because it is useless if you fight and still love if both parents of the girl stick to her position.

“Andi.” The goddess opened her voice. “I want to talk to you,”.

“Actually, I also have something I want to talk to you about.” Andi still avoids the look of the Goddess's eyes.

“Andi, I want in soulwin.” The goddess tried to explain further. No matter what man is betrothed to her, if there is no love .. then all of it will be in vain. The goddess did not want to be hurt any deeper. “Do you not love me anymore?” ask her gently. “You lied too, Andi, you're not an OB, you're a photographer. Why are you the same with me?” The goddess tried to hold back her tears. Very tight, always no air entering his respiratory cavity.

Spotting those locked eyes, Andi could not avoid them anymore. Hearing that the Goddess would soon be betrothed, made her feel scared and also hurt.

“I'm sorry, De. I have no intention of lying to you. I'm just not ready if everyone knows about my job. I don't want to be considered using my sister-in-law's money.” Yes, Andi felt a little overwhelmed by Fahad's social status. Everyone saw how Nayla's life had changed a little after marrying the man. Although Nayla and Andi have never shown openly who Fahad really is, everyone has their own views and judgments. And, it was impossible for Nayla and Andi to stop all that.

“I want people to see from my own efforts. About the car, it's not my car, it's my sister-in-law's car, her husband Nayla Mbak. If you do not believe, you can ask yourself the same person.” Andy added.

The goddess lowered her head, her fingers squeezing each other. It doesn't matter if Andi is indeed an OB. He doesn't care about that. For all he knows, Andi is a responsible man and has great respect for women. Isn't that enough? If you have a job with a high position, if you were born as a person who is quite located .. but does not have a sense of responsibility and respect, all of that will be nothing.

“Sorry, Goddess. I was wrong, I—”

“Can't we continue this?” tukas Goddess.

“You girls, getting married must also have a guardian. I don't want you to fight your parents, De. For now, follow all of your parents' words. If we are friends, we will be together again.” Andi said with a feeling of tightness in his heart. Be ill. She knew the Goddess was the most hurt of all this selfishness. “As long as the parents are still there, please them, follow all the orders ... as long as they are still on the right path. Sorry, De, I'm sorry.”

“But I don't love him. I can't get married without love like this.”

Andi took a deep breath. He sat down next to the goddess. “Nothing wrong with matchmaking, love can also come as time goes by.” Andi tried to calm the Goddess. “I'm not a hypocrite, I still love you. Let it all be like this. No one knows what tomorrow will be like. Let alone tomorrow, five seconds from now only no one knows, right?”

Goddess nodded. A smile rose from his thin lips. “I can ask for something one last time?” ask her with eyes that look deep into Andi. “Can you please take me home? So that I remain confident, if you are actually the best for me.” His request after Andi nodded.

“Iya, I'll take you home. Not to prove that I'm the best for you. Because you deserve all of that. You deserve to be happy, De, with or without me beside you.”

Nayla stared at the car that Andi was driving to take the Goddess further and further out of her eyes. The love story of these two young people is complicated. Nayla hopes Andi can fix everything. The Goddess is not wrong, all is Andi's fault. Nayla doesn't deny that. However, the role of both parents of the Goddess was also very large. Yes, Nayla tau .. all parents would want their daughter to get a husband who can meet all her needs—born and inner. However, giving conditions that are far from the word able can also not be justified just like that.

“Wi is who, Nay?”

Nayla flinched, one hand touching her chest. “Shock me, Ma'am.” Closing the door, Nayla joins Mas Irfan and Shazia in the tv room. “His ex-girlfriend Andi, Ma'am, but might be able to reverse it again. Maybe.” Nayla.

Maak Dewi shook her head, feeling astonished by the love story of young people today. “Chick now has dared to come to the house of a guy, yes,” chirps.

“Lah, you used to be that way too. Don't remember?” timpal Mas Irfan's.

Nayla laughs. Yeah, he remembered. Heavy rain, Madam Dewi came to Mas Irfan's house just to deliver porridge and medicine. “Dikira Mas Irfan not dimasakin what is the same mother? Play comes. But, after that Mas Irfan is quite sensitive, really. Directly come here continue to apply.”

The Goddess smiled, looking down. It was the most embarrassing day for her.

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