Love From Facebook

Chapter 15

“But, why should gini impromptu, anyway? You just arrived.” Nayla said, she looked at Fahad with a confused and upset look.

“I don't want to postpone good intentions, Darling ... God does not like delayed good intentions.”

“Tapi—”

“Nayla ...”

Nayla exhaled violently, she nodded and stood up. “Ayo,” invite Nayla. Fahad smiled, he stood up and held Nayla—'s hand out of the mall area to go to Mas Arif's house.

Both are now sitting in a taxi that will take them to the house of Mas Arif and Mbak Indah. Nayla was silent, thinking about how she could fly to India with the savings that were not enough to buy a ticket.

Nayla tried hard to save. There's not much he can put into savings, because his needs and Andi's are much more important, Nayla thought.

Nayla reached into her bag, she took her phone to call Mas Arif.

”Mas, I'm the same Fahad again otw to Mas's house. Mas's at home, right?” nayla asked as soon as Mas Arif received his call.

“Same Fahad? Isn't he still in India?”

“Iya, Mas, he just came and went straight to Mas Arif's house,” replied Nayla.

“Oh, yes. Mas wait.”

“Iya, Mas.” Nayla ended her call.

The taxi stopped right in front of Mas Arif's modest house. Both were down and immediately greeted by Mas Arif and Mbak Indah who stood on the terrace of the house.

They all sat in the guest house, talking warmly, Nayla was the interpreter between Mas Arif and Fahad. Nayla also said Fahad wanted to take him to Kashmir, India— to meet his family.

After a long time, Nayla asked for Fahad's permission, she wanted to talk to her brother. Fahad nodded, smiling at Nayla.

“You really want to go to India to meet his family?” mas Arif asked, he looked at Nayla with a serious look.

Nayla nodded, she was no hypocrite. He wanted to meet Fahad's family, get to know them better.

“Mas, Nayla money is not enough to buy a ticket home, if you make going is enough. Yeah, two more days of payday, but what about Andi, Mas? Nayla's time spent all that money on Nayla herself. Nayla also does not want to buy a ticket using Fahad money, Nayla absolutely does not want to take any money from the credit card she loves to Nayla,” explained Nayla firmly.

Beautiful mother went into the room, before long she came out and gave money to her sister-in-law, Nayla.

“This, Nay, use this money to buy a return ticket and make your grip there, you must get to know the Fahad family closer. The important thing is you stay careful there later.” Mbak Indah smiled as she gave the money to Nayla.

”Mbak, what is this? Nayla can not accept this Ma'am, this is money for the school children Mbak Indah” Nayla returned the money.

“Not, Nay.” Mbak Indah gave the money back to Nayla. “It's Mbak Indah's own savings. Actually Ma'am save the money for your wedding costs later, Mbak Indah does not want to see you marry without a party ... You don't want to lose your parents when you get married. You still have all of us, your brothers and sisters as parents,” said Mbak Indah while hugging Nayla, her sister-in-law.

“But, Ma'am, this is a lot. Nayla can't teri—”

“Udah, no buts. That's for you. Mbak does not want any rejection,” Mbak Indah said.

“Mbak Lovely, thanks yes, Mbak.” Nayla returned the embrace of Beautiful Mother.

Nayla forward, after previously he wiped his tears—leave Mas Arif who stared intently at Mbak Indah, his wife.

“Honey, you start when to save money?” ask Mas Arif.

“Eh, sorry, Pa, I'm not talking to you. I spent a long time saving that money for Nayla

Sorry, yes?”

“You're not hiding anything anymore, are you?”

Mbak Indah shook her head, “cuma it aja, kok.”

“Pa, Nayla and Andi are also my sisters, they are also my responsibility. I do not want to make the late father and mother disappointed to see Nayla and Andi who live without parents. And now, we as his brothers who became parents for them,” said Mbak Indah sincerely. “After all, I also understand, kok,” he added.

“Understanding how it means?” Mas Arif frowned.

“Pahm. If you have already praised gini, you must have wanted.”

Mas Arif chuckles, “know you. How's it? Now?”

“Eh, Don't ngaco. In front there's Nayla's same Fahad too. Come on, ahead, don't taste good to them.” Mbak Indah took off her husband's embrace, she switched to holding Mas Arif's hand and walked into the living room.

As the day wore on, Nayla and Fahad returned home. Previously, the taxi they were riding drove Nayla home first. Also, Fahad will pick up his suitcase that he left there.

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“Ehem. Who soon met the candidate-in-law,” god Andi. The two are now sitting together in front of the tv, enjoying a snack and warm tea. “Deg-degan yes, Mbak?” ask Andi.

“No, B aja.”

“Eh, time? Not yet to India alone, his face already looks so tense from earlier.”

Nayla slightly tilted her seat, facing her sister. “Andi, are you okay Mbak stay in India?” asked Nayla with a gentle look.

“Yes, Ma'am, don't worry about Andi. Should be Andi who is worried, Mbak went there himself. Yes, although the same fahad .. but it's the first new Mbak this time to there.”

“If Mbak has money, Mbak wants to invite you all.”

“Andi is fine at home, already this big. Andi promised, Andi will keep the trust of Mbak Nayla. Andi's college, Ma'am, where can permission. Soon want exams too,” said Andi.

“Mbak has not had time to home Mas Irfan (second brother) the same Mbak Mita (third brother), nih. Mbak just talked on the phone, about Fahad.”

“Later if Mbak already want to go to India, play to Mas Irfan's house with Mbak Mita. Oh, yes, Ma'am .. was Mas Irfan a money transfer for Andi, he said make a handle.”

“Iya, save the money.”

“Mbak, out, yuk? Find a meal, Andi a treat.” Andi raised her eyebrows twice while brushing her witty smile.

“Songong yes, new in same money transfer Mas Irfan.” Nayla hits Andi's arm slowly. “But yes, yuk? Hold on, Ma'am wear hijab first.” Nayla went into the room, took the hijab

“Buruan!” exclaim Andi. “Nevent use and and everything, Mbak will not meet the same Fahad.” Andi exited the house, he started the engine.

“Iya, yes. His mother, Mbak never dandan menor,” said Nayla who rushed to lock the door of her house after finishing hooking the pentul needle into the rectangular hijab she was wearing.

“Whispering, let's hunt.”

Nayla got on the bike, Andi also drove the bike. Looking for food for their evening.

“Mie chicken yes, Ma'am? Andi wants to eat chicken noodles,” Andi said.

“Kirain wants to eat at restaurant, only know chicken noodles.”

“Males, ah. Later Mbak pesen expensive again.” Andi laughed a little. “Every day has worked at the restaurant, dinner time also wants at the restaurant. Not even bosen what? Roadside stalls are also delicious,” he added.

“Iya, yes. Ma'am also has not eaten chicken noodles for a long time.”

Andi stopped the bike as soon as they got to their destination. The two sat facing each other.

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