Love From Facebook

Chapter 18 S2

Look at the back of the woman he loves. Despite hearing everything from Nayla, Ryan still can not stop the love. This time his heart felt more pain than it used to .. when he first expressed his feelings.

Wrongly?

For a moment, Ryan didn't care about it. All he knows is love. He loves Nayla. I don't know when that feeling was in his heart. Locking all the things about Nayla. If not now, maybe later. Ryan decided to wait. He was sure, his feeling would be avenged.

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Nayla follows Andi and Shazia who are sitting next to Nita. “Mbak, where are you from? Why kerawarik—”

“Come, home.” Nayla menucas. He took Shazia from Andi's lap. “Nita, I go home first, huh? Give my regards to Sari and Doni.” Not until Nita answered, Nayla immediately left. With quick footsteps, he left Andi still glued to her seat.

“Mbak Nayla why, anyway?” Andi asked herself.

“Andi, why are you still sitting? Nayla is no longer visible.” Nita chiming. Although she herself is also confused about Nayla's attitude, Nita tries not to interfere further. This is not the figure of Nayla, Nita knows very well. Maybe it hurts, Nita tries to think positively.

The seat belt is perfectly installed. Andi runs his car at a moderate speed. Occasionally his tail glanced at Nayla. Her brother was still loyal to her silence. Both of his eyes were staring straight at the street. Only Shazia's voice broke the silence.

The car stopped right in front of the house. However, Nayla still remained unmoved. Until Andi's touch on the shoulder made him realize. “After arrival?” tanyakanya.

“Hemm.” Andi got off first. He took Shazia into the room, put the niece to sleep slowly. “Mbak, pain?” Andi asked after leaving the room. He landed his body next to Nayla— on the living room couch.

Nayla shakes. “Besok you can take mbak to the boutique?”

“Can. But—”

“Completed breakfast between mbak to boutique.” Nayla. He went into the room, leaving Andi with a thousand questions on his sister's mind. Taking off the hijab, Nayla sat on a chair, staring at the peaceful face of the princess. Weary. What happened just now was really draining his emotions. How could Ryan think that? Marrying Fahad because he's rich? What a short thought!

If there was love in her heart for Ryan, Nayla would accept him as her husband. But, in fact, not. Nayla still can't love Ryan. Then, now, or later. Only Fahad, the man managed to take control of his heart. Nayla wants to go to India right now. It would be better to stay away from Ryan. Everything will be more complicated if you stay in Indonesia.

Ripping into her phone still in the bag, Nayla tries to contact her husband. He wanted to hear Fahad's voice. “You slept?” she asked after hearing a heavy voice from her husband.

“Home home?”

“Hemm.” Nayla nodded. “You can pick me up?”

The wife's words made Fahad open his eyes even wider. He sat his body perfectly. “What's up, Honey?” Fahad could feel something was bothering his wife. There's no way Nayla asked to be picked up. While the busyness in the boutique can not be left alone. His wife would not just leave his responsibilities.

The clear thread slid without excuse, drenching Nayla's cheeks. “I miss you, I want to go to India.”

“Can I change to video call?” Fahad asked.

“Do not,” Nayla replied quickly. If he saw Fahad, he would cry even more.

Fahad took a deep breath. “I'm going to Indonesia soon, baby. Relax, yes, don't cry. I'll definitely come soon.”

Nayla mengiyani's. She hoped her husband would come soon. Nayla wants to pour into Fahad's arms, crying and pouring out all of his heart. Saying what was bothering her heart, saying that she really loved him.

“I'm sure, you're not just kangen with me. There must be something else, right?” search Fahad.

“Zia also misses you. Please come as soon as possible, or I'll go to India myself.”

“Sayang.” Fahad is getting riled up. It's not like usual. Every time he went to Indonesia, Nayla never asked to be picked up immediately, instead his wife would ask permission to spend more time in Indonesia. “Iya, I'll definitely pick you up with Zia. But, for now I can't. There is still a lot of important work that I need to finish as soon as possible. Don't come here alone, I don't give you permission. Sitting pretty there first, I will definitely pick you up as soon as.” Fahad tried to understand. Although in fact his heart and mind are filled with various questions about the attitude of the wife is very different.

“Iya, I wait for you.” Nayla nodded in understanding. It was better to wait for Fahad to come to pick him up. He would be troubled to return to India with Shazia alone.

“Honey, you know?”

“No, you didn't tell me.”

Oh, naw! It's adorable! Fahad was eager to bite his wife's cheek, drowning Nayla's body in his arms. “Stop it! Don't make me lose control, yeah. I can rent a plane to go to Indonesia, nih.” Fahad gave a warning.

Nayla smiled, her tears stopped flowing. “To recklessly that this time, I can apologize. Yuk, hunting, recklessly implemented.”

Right, eh? Fahad is getting anxious. His sleepiness was completely gone by his wife. “Please wait, I must have given you a severe punishment.”

The conversation made Nayla feel comfortable. His heart warmed again. He forgot Ryan. The man who now looks scary in his eyes. The man who managed to make it would completely cut off all the things that concerned Ryan's name.

“Sayang?”

“Iya?”

“Sayang?”

“Iya, Fahad?”

“My wife?"

“Iya. What?”

“I love you. Love you so much.”

Both corners of Nayla's lips lifted by themselves. Even without a phrase, Nayla already knew that Fahad really loved her. However, an expression of love is also very important in a relationship. No matter what the age of marriage, saying I love you is something worth expressing. Not only to the couple, but also to the baby—so that they know, that their father and mother really love and love you as their children.

“Kok, not reciprocated?" Fahad asked after a moment of silence.

“I'm still thinking, Fahad, do I need to return your love or not.

“Honey, you dare—”

“I love you, My Husband.”

It feels so good. Heard the expression of love from his wife. Okay, for now .. the task is to finish all the work, so you can go to Indonesia faster to meet and pick up Nayla and Shazia.

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