Love From Facebook

Chapter 38

Time has shown at half-four in the morning. Nayla opened her eyes slowly, she felt something coiling in her stomach. Surely it was me who hugged him, Fahad.

She raised Fahad's hand carefully, so that her husband's sleep was not disturbed. His body felt crumpled, but no complaints came out of his sweet lips. Nayla tried to get down, but the pain in her groin made her grimace in pain and stop moving.

Nayla's hand grabbed her nightgown that was strewn across the bed and put it on. He slowly stood up and walked into the bathroom.

Still with a towel wrapped in his tiny body, Nayla woke Fahad to immediately clean himself and then perform congregational morning prayers.

Fahad's eyes blinked, adjusting the light bias that greeted him. “What's up? Still less?” fahad asked with a distinctive hoarse voice of waking up.

Defeat was thrown from Nayla, “iya, still less. Less pinch, right?!” Nayla prepared to pinch Fahad's stomach, but her husband sat down quickly.

“Iya, this is wake up,” he said with a hearty. “Kok, no kayaking in the movies, huh? The newlyweds when they wake up must be friendly first.”

Nayla laughs amusedly hearing it, she lands her body beside Fahad. “So I have to hug kayak gini first?” both of Nayla's hands were coiled around her husband's body.

Fahad smiled wryly, he returned Nayla's embrace, “not just hug, but also kiss,” Fahad said then kissed the tip of his wife's head.

Nayla kissed Fahad's cheek quickly, “udah, now shower there. After that we pray together.”

***

Nayla packs Fahad's other clothes and items while waiting for their breakfast to arrive. Both eyes Fahad never turned away from his wife, yes .. since the completion of the morning prayer together, Nayla no longer wears her hijab.

The shoulder-length hair was stroked, revealing its beauty that made Nayla's face look even more beautiful. With overall jeans dress navy skirt and long-sleeved white striped shirt as the interior looks very suitable on the body of Nayla.

Fahad brushed off his smile, putting the folding computer that was originally in his lap onto the table. Then he walked over to Nayla, grabbed her by the wrist and led her to sit on the edge of the sofa.

“You hungry?” nayla asked which was answered by Fahad's head.

Fahad's hand leads to tidying up Nayla's haircut, he slips her behind the ear. “I guess, after the prayer you still wear hijab. Turned out detachable,” she said.

Nayla clucking pissed, “you want to woo? Sorry, I can't take the same seduction!”

“Yes Allah, my wife this.” Fahad pinched both of Nayla's cheeks, wiggling her right and left. “Everything I say you must think is seduction. Why, anyway?” ask Fahad.

Nayla exhales roughly, “ya, because it has been wooed by sama—”

“Sama guy India?” Fahad Tukas.

Nayla chuckled, she nodded ... Fahad kissed the wife's cheek with his anxiety. “How many Indians woo you, huh? What's his name? Let me samperin.”

“Yes, where do I know his home, his wish time.”

“Kan, in bio he is,” said Fahad.

“Eh! What do you think I'm a stalker? Ngaco, ah!”

On the sidelines of the conversation, there was the sound of a doorbell. Their breakfast is coming. Fahad walks to open the door, and Nayla picks up the pashmina and wears it to her, so that no other man can see her hair.

They finished their breakfast and checked out to go home. Ah, Fahad felt he didn't want to do anything. He just wants to be with his wife, spending time together without any distractions from his work.

However, he is quite self-aware .. being a husband certainly can not easily overflow his responsibilities, it is also not his nature to be a lazy man. He was used to a routine job. Especially since his divorce, he became a workaholic man.

And now he should be able to divide and manage the time between his wife and his work. He does not want his work madness to make Nayla feel neglected. He will try as much as possible.

***

“MasyaAllah, scented newlyweds,” ledek Andi on Nayla who just came.

“MasyaAllah, singles have no fragrance!” reply Nayla.

Sontak Andi smelled his scent, “eh! Andi's been taking a shower, Ma'am. Ngaco!” skink.

Back, Nayla and Andi throw jokes and jokes that further strengthen the affection between them. For a sister, a sister remains a child even though she has grown up—and that is how Andi for a Nayla, remains her mischievous and spoiled little sister.

Fahad can fit in the middle of the Nayla family. He was very enthusiastic about learning Indonesian from his nephew and other Nayla brothers. He wants to be able to speak Indonesian language right away.

In addition to being able to communicate with the Nayla family, Fahad also wanted to understand when his wife was angry. Yes, Nayla always grumbled with Indonesian when she was upset, angry with Fahad.

Fahad only understands one, or two words, if it has been assembled into sentences. Likewise with Nayla, she is not very able to speak Hindi, especially Kashmiri.

“You're in work when, Nay?” ask Mas Arif.

***

The day was getting night, all the Nayla family one by one say goodbye home. Now Nayla is cleaning dishes and glasses and washing them. Andi sat with Fahad in the tv room enjoying their busy life with their respective folding computers.

A message notification was heard from Nayla's phone lying on the— table next to Fahad's laptop. The name of the sender of the message, Doni. Yeah, Doni sent a message.

Looking back at the kitchen, Nayla was not seen coming out ... Fahad took his wife's cell phone and read Doni's message.

“Nay, why don't you go to work? Pain?”

Fahad frowned after reading Doni's message. He took his own phone to open Google translate, trying to decipher the contents of the message.

“Fahad?” Nayla comes, making Fahad surprised.

“Iya?” with a panicked face.

Nayla saw her phone in Fahad's hand and then turned back to looking at her husband's face. “Your face why? Nervous gitu.”

Not yet answered, Fahad actually showed his smile. He led Nayla to sit next to him. “No why-why, have you finished washing the dishes?” tanyanya tried to divert the conversation.

“Fahad is afraid, he has opened the phone, Ms. Nayla. Someone sent a message,” chirped Andi without taking his eyes off the laptop screen.

Oh my goodness, Andi!

“Who sent the message?” Nayla looked at Andi and Fahad alternately. “Try here I see.” Nayla raised her hand in front of Fahad.

“But not to reply!” Fahad warned while keeping the phone away from his wife.

“Why? Who sent the message? What's it?” cerca Nayla's.

“Doni who sent the message,” ketus Fahad.

Nayla smiles knot, “oh, Doni. Try here I see.” He returned his hand.

“But not to reply!” warned back.

“Eh!”

Andi chuckles to hear it, yes .. he also already knows that Fahad is a very jealous figure, but what he saw and heard this ... he couldn't help but laugh at the newlyweds. It was just a message, but Fahad had given his wife a stern warning.

“New a day last night, already want world war, nih!” Andi.

“Andi!” exciting Nayla. Andi shut her mouth tightly, holding back her laughter.

Nayla sighed harshly, she felt a little annoyed towards Fahad. Well, she could understand the jealousy of her husband. But he does not yet know what the contents of the message from Doni .. If it is only a normal thing, it should not be Fahad jealous.

“Mbak, enter the room there!” drive Andi. “I can't see the intimacy wrapped in jealousy like gini.”

Nayla who was still feeling upset was made to laugh by Andi's complaint. Indeed, the two of them should have gone into the room, talking about the dispute that occurred.

Sitting both on the bed, facing each other with Nayla's cell phone still in Fahad's hands.

“Doni send what message?” ask Nayla.

“I don't know, all I know is the verb doang. The rest I don't know what he means.”

“Yes, already, here's my. I read first the contents of his message, later you can break up to get angry, jealous or whatever you like.”

Fahad handed the flat object over with an annoyed face, Nayla could see that.

“Oh ...”

Nayla smiled after reading the contents of the message, there was nothing to be envied by her husband. He also said what the meaning of the content of Doni's message is only asking why he did not enter work. Nayla replies to Doni's message, she doesn't go to work on the grounds of not feeling well.

Nayla puts the phone next to her, she grabs Fahad's hand. “My friends are not many, and you already know everything. My only friends are Sari, Ryan, Nita and Doni. They're the best friends I have, and there's no reason to make you jealous of them.”.

“But he's a guy, honey!” Fahad defended himself, he still could not accept if his wife chatted and was too close to other men. “You should know the boundaries of friendship between guys and girls, you are married.”

***