Love From Facebook

Love From Facebook
Chapter 2



The next day, Nayla returned to work as usual. On Sundays, the restaurant is definitely crowded by customers. He did not even have time to hold his phone—just see if there are incoming messages. During the break, Nayla only eats and fulfills her obligation, five-time prayers.


When the time came to go home, Nayla was already standing in front of the restaurant. He grabbed a flat object in his sling bag which he had not touched since morning. Nayla's eyes were perfectly rounded, she exclaimed in anger and surprise as she read the message from the Indian man, Fahad.


“Hah?! Fahad, what are you doing, anyway?!”


Doni, one of Nayla's friends .. approached and why Nayla was visibly confused. “Nay, what's up? Why do you look confused?" tanyakanya.


“Eh! No, Don, I'll go home first.” Nayla sped up her footsteps, walking away from the restaurant area.


Both thick eyebrows belong to Doni linked to each other, “what's the same, Nayla?” ask him to yourself.


***


Nayla was already sitting inside the online taxi she ordered to drive her to the airport. Arriving at the airport, Nayla circulates her gaze—searching for the man she is eager to climb.


Slowly, Nayla approached the man sitting in the waiting room chair, holding a folding computer.


“Fahad?” call Nayla lirih, she is not too close to the man. Nayla got closer, again calling the name of the man with a sharp nose, clean white. “Fahad?”


Fahad looked over, smiling. He put his laptop on the chair and walked over to Nayla. Without permission, without greetings, Fahad struggled to hold Nayla's body tightly. “Finally you came.”


Nayla is shocked by Fahad's embrace. Repeatedly he tried to let go of his embrace, but free .. Deckapan Fahad's body makes it can not dwell in the slightest.


“Aaww!” pekik Fahad's. The pinch that Nayla landed on the man's thinly-furnished stomach managed to make the hug come off.


“Go, return to your country! Now!” exciting Nayla.


Fahad let out a long sigh, he grabbed Nayla's wrist. However, the brown-veiled girl immediately brushed him off. “Do not hold-hold!” Nayla.


“Nayla, we sit down first, I want to talk to you for a minute.”


One hand Fahad he stretched out, allowing Nayla to sit. Nayla closed her eyes in a flash, took a deep breath, then, following Fahad's request, she sat down.


Fahad catches up with Nayla, he also sits next to her.


“Nayla, I don't want to go back to India before you say, yes. I don't care about anything, I just know, I love you,” said Fahad who was about to hold Nayla's head and was immediately patted by the girl.


“Do not hold!” yells.


“Oke, sorry.”


Nayla was silent, she was confused as to what she was going to do. Before long, a security officer approached them and said, “excuse me, Ma'am, this Mister has been waiting a long time. He came all the way, Ma'am, pity if he refused.”


“Hah?” Nayla was made to gawk by the remarks of the officer.


Mister-mister. I thought Mister hit the streets what?


Anyway, this is the officer, in what story try the same Fahad, to say it to me. Inner Nayla.


“Oh, yes, Ma'am, Mister Fahad has not eaten since he arrived, he said he wanted to eat the same, Ma'am,” continued the officer.


“Why call him Mister, anyway? Amused, Mas, horrified,” Nayla told officers.


“Terussle.”


Nayla felt sorry to see Fahad who since nine this morning had been at the airport— which turned out not to eat anything. Nayla succumbed, her heart was melted and she took Fahad to a hotel not far from her home.


Today, let him rest first, tomorrow I will tell him to return to India immediately.


***


Upon arriving at the hotel, Fahad decides for himself what kind of room he wants. After the lock card he received, Fahad invited Nayla to come with him to the room.


“Ayo,” take her. His hand was about to reach Nayla's hand.


Nayla refused, hiding her hands behind her body. “I just wait here, we go to the restaurant to eat,” said Nayla.


“Are you scared? I won't say anything to you, believe me, Honey,” said Faha who made Nayla glare at him.


“Honey?! Don't be crazy,” exclaims Nayla. “Call my name, don't call such a darling.”


“Why? I love you and love you.”


“Fahad, stop!”


Fahad continued to beg, until Nayla said ‘iya’, to come to the room that had been ordered by him


Fahad put his suitcase on the mattress, he opened the suitcase, took out a change of clothes. “I take a shower for just a moment, wait here and don't try to escape.” Fahad gave a warning that actually sounded like a command in Nayla's ear.


Nayla did not reply, she turned her gaze to any direction—wherever the origin did not meet with Fahad.


“OK, Darling?” ask Fahad.


“Hemm, Okay,” Nayla said unknowingly. “Eh. Don't call ‘sayang’, Fahad!” connect Nayla with her regret.


Fahad walks into the bathroom, smiling happily to meet Nayla, finally.


While waiting for Fahad to take a bath, Nayla sends a message to Andi, her sister.


“Andi, Ma'am still no business. You're home, huh? Don't go anywhere, don't forget to eat. Oh, yeah, ask you guys to lift the clothesline, huh? It's cloudy.”


It didn't take long, Andi immediately replied to Nayla's message. “Iya, Ma'am, clothesline has been Andi lifted from earlier. Ma'am, where is it? what time do you come home? let Andi pick up.”


“Mbak at home temen, Ndi, do not need to be picked up, Mbak will take ojek aja home, thanks already in the clothesline lift.”


“Iya. Ma'am, be careful.”


“Iya, Ndi.”


There was a feeling of fear, fear if Fahad would do something beyond belief. After all, Fahad is a foreign man he just met—more to be exact, they just met. However, Nayla cannot be selfish and evil. He felt he had to accompany Fahad for now. Because the man did not know the city of Jakarta well. As the host, of course Nayla must be kind to Fahad.


Nayla got rid of the evil thoughts running through her mind. The thought that Fahad is a bad guy, a guy who likes to take advantage of a woman. Of course Nayla thinks like that. Just the two of them, in a hotel room. Not good, but back again ... Nayla is not a woman with a strong heart, she decided to stay with Fahad— at this time—not that she is a lazy woman, she will still be careful and take care of herself.


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