Love From Facebook

Chapter 37

Everyone congratulated each other as well as a warm hug for Nayla. Andi, the man slightly drained his tears when tightly clutched the body of his brother who had become a wife. There was a bit of fear that one day Nayla would forget herself. Andi had tried to dismiss the thought, but somehow he always thought like that.

“Mbak, congratulations, now you're a wife. But, Ma'am, don't forget if you have a sister who is cute beyond this Reza Rahadian,” said Andi who made the atmosphere suddenly become boisterous because of the sound of laughter of everyone present.

“Ngawur. Reza Rahadian saucy late, until you just skudapatin.” Nayla ruffles Andi's hair with her anxiety. His sister's body was slightly taller so he looked up to look at Andi's two beads deeply.

After taking a photo together, even with the Chairman of RT, Pengulu and Om Hendra who say goodbye to both the bride and the family .. now it is Nayla and Fahad's turn to say goodbye to all families.

The two of them will ride in a car to get to the hotel, and tomorrow they will just go home. Happy and sad lead the departure of Nayla and Fahad into the big and towering wedding gate. Various messages and suggestions Nayla received from all her brothers, and Andi of course.

Fahad, he receives messages from all of his brothers-in-law. They hope that Fahad can take care of Nayla wholeheartedly. Always love her and keep her honor. Given a couple of brides in front of them different nationalities, customs and certainly different thoughts .. hope that Nayla and Fahad can overcome it all maturely and with a cold heart and mind.

Andi orders before Fahad and Nayla get into the car. “Fahad, if one day you are not in love with Ms. Nayla, do not tell her. Tell me the same, give back Miss Nayla to me. Don't give her a chance to fall. Take care and love him.”

Fahad nods, hugging Andi's body while promising that he will look after and love Nayla now, tomorrow, forever, and later in his paradise.

Nayla who heard him returned to shed her tears. He splashed into Andi's arms after Fahad. “You're the best, Andi, thank you for everything.”

“Mbak is also the best, forever. Thank you, Ma'am, I love you the same, Ma'am.” Andi clutched Nayla's body tightly, as if unwilling if the embrace was released.

***

Arriving at the hotel, greetings from the officers and also some people who passed by congratulated the couple in front of them. Thank you, happy faces and warm smiles were answered by Nayla and Fahad for all of them.

The hotel room has been decorated in such a way for the newlywed couple to spend a night full of beauty and blessing.

After Fahad closes the door and locks it, he rushes to retrieve his folding computer. In the wedding dress that still wrapped the two, Fahad and Nayla greeted each other three people who brushed off a smile full of happiness.

The clear soot in the valley of my eyes belonging to Ammi dripped, seeing the only son he had was now happy after marrying the woman adoration of his heart. Various hopes Ammi pinned in his prayers, so that the dark period of the first Fahad household did not occur in the current marriage, with Nayla.

Yasmin and Yumna offered the best prayer for her brother and sister-in-law, seeing Fahad's happiness made the two beautiful girls feel happy. Hope that the two continue together, building a loving and loving household that is never timeless.

Fahad ended the call after half an hour of sharing happiness with the family. Nayla went to the bathroom to clean up. Fahad stripped his suit off to the side of the sofa, he remained busy with the folding computer.

It didn't take long for Nayla to clean up. He was wearing a towel shirt that was available in there, wanted to go out .. but shame undoes his intention. He asked Fahad to help him get the bag of clothes he brought from the house earlier.

Before taking Nayla's bag, Fahad first teased his wife, “ aja is fine, darling, it's already a wife.”

Nayla clucked in annoyance, “don't joke, Fahad, please get me my shirt bag!” he was a little screaming.

***

At eight o'clock in the evening, after performing the prayer isya' together, the two are now enjoying dinner with—stay in a hotel room.

There is a small gift from the hotel management for Nayla and Fahad, they get a service dinner and breakfast for tomorrow, free.

Dinner together, with a different status. Everything they do today is worth worshiping in the eyes of God. Fahad's eyes were not separated from the figure of Nayla who still wear her hijab even though they are now legally a wife.

If asked, Nayla will answer that she still feels ashamed to take off the hijab. He still felt awkward showing his hair in front of Fahad. Yes, since this afternoon—after cleaning up, Nayla never took off her hijab for a second.

“You're not sultry?” asked Fahad on the sidelines of his eating activities.

Nayla shook her head, “kan ac nya nyala.”

Yeah, too, anyway. Less creative questions. Fahad.

“Sayang?” call Fahad.

“Iya?” Nayla, sitting next to Fahad, stopped eating and turned to her husband.

“Can you please bribe me to eat, no?”

Nayla smiled knot. Without answering, he immediately scoops food for Fahad and then feeds it. “You're not cold? Wear a shirt without arms. What do you want to show off?”

“Paamer? Meaning?” confused Fahad.

“Itu.” Nayla touched Fahad's arm with one of her fingers. “You show off muscle, right?”

Fahad chuckled at Nayla's words. Really, absolutely not flaunting the muscles like his wife thought. “You think it's weird. Why also I show off my own wife.”

Wives. Nayla's body seemed to be bristling to hear Fahad calling her a wife. He looked at Fahad who was still laughing carefully. Yes, this man before her was already her husband.

“If I show off, it should be to someone else's wife. Not your own wife.” Fahad pulls a petite nose Nayla.

“Sayang.” Fahad grimaced in pain. “Not that, I'm just kidding.”

Nayla still pinched his arm mercilessly. “Shirting what? Your face is serious. If you want to show off all you do not need to wear clothes, there out while bare-chested!”

“Honey, this is free first! Pain!” Fahad exclaimed and Nayla took off her pinch.

With a scowl, Nayla devoured her food in a hurry. Without looking back or feeding Fahad again.

“Yes Allah, it turns out that my wife's level of jealousy exceeds the limit,” chirped Fahad who was not hounded by Nayla. “Eat a lot, let cepet gede.” Its effects.

Nayla put down her spoon, her eyes staring at Fahad sharply. “You mean? Let me get fat, shall I? Keep you bosen with me, is it?” cercan.

Wrong again. Fahad scooped his face in frustration. “I didn't say that, honey. My wife is why make gemes, anyway?!” Fahad cupped both sides of Nayla's face, pinched her gnarled cheek and kissed her for a long time.

“My wife, I thought I got married this morning, you know. You've got no fuss, just a matter of my arm again.”

Nayla frowned, “I didn't make a fuss. If you are a flirtatious one, use the event to show off to someone else's wife.”

The plot!

“Fahad, pain!” exciting Nayla.

Fahad flicked Nayla's forehead hard, “you don't think in the other direction? Why do I wear sleeveless gini.”

Nayla shook her head with one hand touching her forehead. “What?”

“Yes, because it's our first night, let me not later take off his clothes.”

Fahad's answer made Nayla blush in embarrassment. He threw his face in any direction, so that Fahad did not see his reddened face.

Nayla cleared her throat to drive away the awkwardness between them. “You still want to eat again?” ask Nayla.

Fahad smiled, however his wife tried to hide his red face blushing with shame, he could still see it well.

“No, I'm full.”

The two of them went together to the bathroom, washing their hands in the sink. Then, they took ablution water and performed congregational sunnah prayers.

***

Fahad sat on the bed with his folding computer on. He is very focused on his work. Yes, even though he is on holiday working to get married, it does not mean he will delay the job or leave everything to Sahil and Alina, his secretary.

Slowly, Nayla catches up with Fahad to get into bed. He pretended to yawn and then pulled the blanket to cover his body—still with a hijab wrapped around his head.

Fahad smiled faintly, almost invisible. Immediately he turned off the laptop, went down to put it on the sofa table.

“Honey, here sit first. I want to talk to you.”

Nayla doesn't believe him, she knows there's nothing she wants to talk about. A little scared, but Nayla still complies. He sat facing Fahad.

“I can take off your hijab?” fahad asked politely which was answered a nod of the head by Nayla.

Both of Fahad's hands take off his wife's hijab, then untie his hair—make that long hair decompose beautifully. Although not the first, Fahad still felt a little awkward. His heart was pounding, the smile he was putting on was unable to cover his nervousness.

As with Fahad, Nayla's heart also beats like a war drum. His body bristled when Fahad touched his cheeks and stroked his hair gently.

“Thank you, you want to be a perfecter of half my religion. Thank you for being on my side. Accept me, accept my love, and accept all my shortcomings. I am happy to be able to worship with you,” said Fahad full of love.

“Don't get tired of ingetin if my step is wrong, don't go .. but ingetin me in your own way.” Its effects.

Nayla nodded with a sincere smile from her lips. “We are together, do not walk alone if one of us is wrong. We need to remind each other, complement each other. Not competing who is the most powerful with the ego, we must be able to solve whatever the problem is together.”

The two of them locked onto a washed-out look. One hand Fahad touched the tip of Nayla's head, saying bismillah, he prayed ....

بِسْمِ اللهِ اَللّهُمَّ جَنِّبْنَا الشَّيْطَانَ وَجَنِّبِ الشَّيْطَانَ مَا رَزَقْتَنَا

Meaning: By reciting the name of Allah, O Allah, keep us from (disturbance) Satan and keep the devil from the sustenance which You have bestowed upon us.

The night of the union of the two who are worth worship is also filled with happiness, complement each other and provide for the needs of the couple. Wishing to have righteous and righteous descendants, to keep away from all that Allah forbids and obey His commandments.

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