Love From Facebook

Chapter 26 S2

Nayla was in one of the supermarkets to shop for some needs, accompanied by her husband and the princess of course. Previously, Nayla had written on mobile phone records, what to buy. Despite her writing, Nayla still thinks of something she may not have written.

“Honey, if you add one more definitely add rame.” Fahad.

“Add what?” asked Nayla who did not understand the meaning of her husband's words.

“If add one more child, Darling.” A smile full of hope.

“You want? How many? Two, three or how many?” Nayla challenges.

Fahad laughed a little. Not that serious, he was just the origin of speaking. Although in his small heart he wanted one more member in the family, Fahad tried to hold back because he did not want Nayla to feel burdened with words from him. About the child, Fahad is very grateful for the existence of Shazia. For him, the happiness of both he realized is the most important.

Nayla once said to postpone having another child. Shazia is too small. Today, her little daughter desperately needs the complete affection of her parents. In her time of development, Fahad really did not want Shazia to feel neglected if she had a sister. In addition, Nayla would definitely be bothered and tired twice as much. Taking care of the house, his sisters, Ammi, and his daughter alone.

“We discuss the problem of children at home only, Fahad. It's still shopping, don't disturb the concentration of shopping.” Nayla smiled at Fahad.

“I'm kidding, honey, you're serious,” one hand Fahad rubbed gently the top of the head of the wife.

The words from Fahad made Nayla's smile wider. Perhaps, her husband had changed his mind about the child, but all the thoughts were lost along with further explanation from Fahad. Leave everything to the creator, the second child in the near or long term, no problem. If there is only Shazia at their wedding, Fahad doesn't mind either. Deciding to stay together, in joy and sorrow, always join hands to fight together.

“You continue shopping or smile continue?” Fahad teases.

“Shopping, dong!” Nayla smiled knot.

Nayla took Shazia's favorite banana and put it in a trolley. He bought a lot of kitchen essentials, as soon as he had to return to India to help take care of the engagement of Yasmin, his sister-in-law. Nayla did not want Andi to lack something, so she bought a supply of coffee, tea, sugar, rice, instant food that can be processed by Andi himself. Like, instant noodles and sardines. Not to forget Nayla also bought snacks to accompany Andi to do her work at home

Nayla also never tired remind Andi not to eat too often instant foods that are not good for her health.

I eat instant food if I am hungry at night, Ma'am, most often I buy side dishes outside and cook my own rice. Usually buy satay or lalapan. Sometimes Mbak Indah, Mbak Dewi, Mbak Mita replace here only for masakin Andi greens. He said he was afraid to be scolded by Mbak Nayla if Andi got sick.

That's what Andi always said when Nayla always reminded him about instant food and maintaining health. Nayla was relieved, her sister was indeed very obedient to her brothers. As with Nayla, A is known behind the fussiness of all her siblings, simply because they love her youngest sister who is most handsome and just broken hearted.

“Nay?”

Nayla turned her head as soon as she heard her name called. His heart stopped for a moment. His body froze, his eyes unable to turn away even though he was eager to end the sight. After a few seconds, Nayla retreated as soon as she saw Ryan getting closer to her.

Fahad!

That shout was only spoken in his heart, for some reason his lips were so hard to open and call out the name of the husband.

“Before, Nay, I'd like to talk to you.” Ryan's holding Nayla's trolley. “I want to apologize to you. Sorry, for my sassness, sorry that I don't want to understand your heart.” Ryan was still trying to explain and apologized. Although Nayla repeatedly pulled the trolley and was about to go away from him.

“I realized, Nay, until whenever I could not fight, But ..” there was a pause just before Ryan continued his sentence.

“But, at least I'm relieved to be able to express this feeling again. I also felt uneasy before I apologized to you. Sorry, Nay, sorry I.” Ryan pleaded sincerely.

Nayla can see that from the look in Ryan's eyes. Yes, Ryan did indeed apologize for his presumptuous attitude and heart.

“Nay, can't you excuse me?”

Nayla took a long breath.

“Ryan, I've forgotten all that,” lied Nayla, where maybe she could forget there was another man who touched her by force. But, Nayla decides not to dissolve in her fear of Ryan. After all, he had to face that fear. And Ryan isn't a creepy guy, he's just expressing his love, nothing more.

“So you don't have to feel guilty anymore. We forget everything,”.

There is still doubt and fear, but Nayla still welcomes Ryan's hand. “You too, don't forget to be happy. Happy it is we who decide, not others,” a smile accompanies Nayla's words.

“Thank you, Nay, greetings to Shazia.” By means of the heart, with the move he forced, Ryan walked out of the supermarket area. It hurts so bad, I have to let Nayla go again.

Nayla is unaware, there are a pair of eyes watching her since Ryan approached her. Fahad, watch Nayla. Not with an angry or suspicious look, but a happy look because Ryan has decided to leave his wife and bury his love.

When Fahad saw Ryan approaching Nayla, his hands clenched and felt furious and about to beat the man. One foot took a step forward, but she remembered that Shazia was in her arms, and that Nayla did not like solving problems with violence. Fahad held back and tried to control his emotions.

“Sayang?” Fahad patted Nayla on the shoulder who was still looking towards the exit.

“Eh,” surprised Nayla. “The biscuit is ready?” tanyanya.

“Already.” Fahad put two packs of biscuits into a trolley. “Someone wants to buy again?”

Nayla shakes her head, “Not there, it's all complete.” The three of them walked towards the cashier, paid for all the groceries and went home.

 ***

Nayla told Andi, wherever she needs the kitchen. Starting from the supply of sugar, tea, coffee, milk, instant noodles and others. “This sardine, nugget, same sausage is in the refrigerator, Ndi,” is rich lta Nayla who arrange five cans of medium size sardines and four packs of nuggets and sausages into the refrigerator. Andi watched as she confirmed Nayla's words and messages.

“Mbak also buy snacks, some are in the refrigerator, some are in the storage cabinet, next to the instant noodles,” he added.

“Iya, Mbak.”

“Smart child.” Nayla patted her sister's head.

“After child Kindergarten what!” andi protests.

Fahad who heard them smiled. His wife and sister-in-law loved each other very much. Their concern and closeness is unquestionable. If one of them gets hurt, then one will treat and if necessary avenge that pain. Especially Andi, who would never shut up if Nayla cried.

Still clearly remembered, Andi beat him all out because he saw Nayla hurt and cried because he was going to marry again. Fahad knows Andi will be angry, but he himself does not expect that Andi will turn out like a hungry tiger. Pouncing on its prey without mercy.

Unlike Nayla, who prefers to solve problems by sitting and talking well. For Nayla, there is no point in solving problems with emotions, things will get more complicated. Women do not like violence, they will prefer silence and patience. However, if they were already not considered, they would leave and would not return again.

“You if you have time, play to India, Ndi, the door of the house is always open for you, “ucap Fahad while patting his sister-in-law's shoulder.

Andi nodded, “Iya, I do. But watch out,” his index finger is pointing towards Fahad. “If I go there, I see Sister Nayla crying first again. I can do more than that and Sister Nayla I take it home.”

“Andi, you—”

Andi turned “Handering, Ma'am, so serious,” said.

Fahad was not angry, Andi's remarks were a warning to him. A warning to always love and protect Nayla.

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Family time

Don't waste time with family. No matter how much you pay, you can't buy the warmth of being with your family. Wherever the feet carry, wherever you stop, no matter the circumstances, family is the place to go home. Home, warmest and most comfortable place. Do not let the house be cold and uninhabited with their respective activities. Take time for family before the regret comes.

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