Love From Facebook

Chapter 44

“Sit, Don, Yan.” Nita.

Doni ambushed to sit next to Sari— was between Sari and Nita. There was still one empty seat, right next to Nayla.

“I can sit here?” ryan asked Nayla.

“Hah?” Nayla blinked, stared at the empty chair and turned to Ryan. “I-iya, sit aja.” He shifted his chair a little. Closer to Nita.

The atmosphere turned awkward, Nayla seemed unable to move freely. Suddenly nervous, his throat felt choked. Trying to be ordinary, he brushed off his smile as the others threw questions.

“You guys why can know we're here?” seloroh Sari's.

Doni replied, “I heard that you guys want to hang out. Yes, I came here.”

Sari clucked in annoyance, she did not expect Doni would catch up. “You? Obviously here both are the same Ryan, could-can say alone.”

“I don't know if you're here. Know that I also do not want to be invited Doni.” Ryan defended himself. Yes, if only he knew the intention of Doni want to catch up with their girlfriend. There was Nayla again, this was all beyond her expectations.

Emang sialam the Doni. Know that I didn't want to come. His grunt with annoyance.

Ryan said goodbye, he was very uncomfortable being at a table with Nayla. Their seats are very close. He knew that Nayla was also uncomfortable.

While Doni, he's not coming with Ryan. Stay cool chatting with Sari, Nayla and Nita. It was his intention from the beginning, to join.

Sari remembers Doni's words about Ryan liking Nayla. He asked, finding out everything from Doni.

“Yes, Ryan likes Nayla from the beginning. Your time is not good, huh?”

Sari and Nita looked at each other, hearing Doni's words of course made them think hard. From before? Since when? They felt there was nothing strange about Ryan and Nayla. Just ordinary.

Putting down the dessert fork, Doni continued his speech. “You remember again. Ryan's work hours must be the same as Nayla's? If Nayla goes in the morning, she goes in the morning. He asked for his watch like that, Mr. Manager. Profit dicabulin.”

Back to thinking hard, “iya!” sari was after. “Iya, right. Where there's Nayla at that hour, there's gotta be Ryan too. Why don't we, huh, Nit?”

“Iya. I also just realized.” Nita nodded in understanding.

“Nayla!” Sari patted Nayla on the shoulder. “We again talk to you, pretend to be dumb what how, anyway?” ask her with annoyance.

“I heard, really. I heard everything.”

“You know? If Ryan likes you?” Nita asked.

Nayla nodded. At that time, Ryan told her that he loved her. That man is good, always there for him. But the heart cannot lie. There's no love, no love in Nayla's heart for Ryan. He is more comfortable being a friend.

Again, at that time ... Nayla doesn't want to think about a relationship. He wants to focus on his job and his brother. Nayla apologizes, saying it's better to just be friends.

Ever since Ryan expressed the taste that was in his heart, Nayla tried to be just as ordinary as Ryan. But he can't, it's very difficult to be in a work environment with people who have expressed feelings for him. Three days after that, Nayla went to see Mr. Manager. But permission was not obtained.

“Continue? How do you finally get used to meeting Ryan?” search Sari.

“Ryan said to me, if I am not comfortable .. he is the one who resigned, find another job,” said Nayla.

“Continue, continue?” curious Nita.

“Yes, I said no need. I'm sorry for making him uncomfortable. Since then we agreed to be friends like before, just assume there is no like or anything. Start everything from the beginning glahan.”

Doni who heard Nayla's words was not surprised at all. He knows everything from Ryan. Miris. Love and heart cannot be forced.

“So not because Fahad is richer than Ryan?”

“Sari!” Grumpy Doni. He pulled his friend's hair. “You know Nayla how many days, anyway?! It could be like that. Beg*maintained!”

Grunts annoyed, fixing her slightly messy hair. “I'm just nanya doang, where's her fault?” seloroh Sari's.

Nayla and Nita laughed at the behavior of the two, “kayaknya soon you will spread the wedding invitation,” said Nayla.

“Ih, ogah! There are still many more cute than him,” ketus Sari.

“Yes, there are still many more cute ones. But who loves you more than I do not exist.” Doni spoke with his hand that pulled Sari's hair back.

“Jawab, Nay!” force Sari.

“Not because of treasure, Sar, even I also had to reject Fahad. Not a big selling point, not a pretty ass. I'm like him, he's educated .. from the family is too. Well, who am I? Just a restaurant waiter. But he didn't give up anyway, he could convince me that social status wasn't important to him. Importantly heart. He does not want to take another step in the household,” said Nayla.

“Again?” Sari asked, “you mean, she's a widower?”

Nayla nodded. “And, yes ... maybe this is the best path that God loves. Nobody knows, right? A person's soul mate, death, and fortune.”

***

Back to routine, back to busy with all work. Today Fahad's agenda is; see the performance of the factory employees, by noon .. he will just return to the office.

After returning from Indonesia, Fahad still had to stay in New Delhi. Not to forget he informed Ammi, he said he would fly to Kashmir in two, or three days. Taking care of his new business, it's time-consuming. Moreover, everything was delayed because he had to take care of his marriage.

The ringing sound of his cell phone rang out, with a spirit he reached into his pants pocket. “Ck! I think Nayla called,” to Fahad. “Halo, what's up?” it's not friendly at all.

“This new bride why so angry? You should be happy, Fahad,” Sahil said.

“I was happy, as soon as I saw your name on the phone became unhappy.”

Sounds from Sahil, “you're already in India?”

“Yes, when do you get to work? Did you ask to be sent a letter of dismissal?!” gertak Fahad's.

Sahil laughs, “tomorrow I started to go to work. Are you the only one who can honeymoon? I also have to honeymoon, Fahad. Even if I am an old bride.”

Fahad laughed when he heard it.

“Where is your wife? Don't want to know us?” ask Sahil.

Fahad said that his wife was at home, he promised to introduce Nayla to Sahil as well as his wife, Sanjeeda.

Sahil excitedly said he would come to Fahad's apartment to meet and congratulate him on his best friend's wedding.

“Bawa Sanjeeda too, don't come alone like a bachelor man.” Fahad warned.

“That's for sure, because it's useless if I lie to Sanjeeda. You must be talking to him.”

Ending the call, Fahad went back around the factory. After that, he returned to the office. Return to work with the documents and check the submission of contracts with several investors.

***

At eleven o'clock in the evening, Nayla came home on a motorcycle. He drives his bike at medium speed. Splitting the city's night streets, there are still many vehicles passing by ... Nayla was not afraid at all.

Enter the motor slowly so as not to disturb Andi who must have fallen asleep. Closing the door and locking it, Nayla was startled by someone's voice.

“Mbak.”

Nayla gave a startled screech, her hands on her chest. I wish his heart was still in place. “Ih, you! Ngagetin. Kirain is asleep.”

Andi chuckled, “sorry, I was also surprised who opened the door. Kirain maling.”

Walking in, Nayla poured water into a glass and drank it. “Maling where anyone passes the door,” said Nayla while putting the glass back on the table. “Kok, haven't slept?” tanyakanya.

“Again, Ma'am, I'm hungry.” Andi sat on the dining table chair, followed by Nayla who sat in front of him.

“Not eat? Tumbens. Why?”

“No money to buy.”

Andi's answer made Nayla laugh, she forgot not to leave food in the refrigerator so Andi could heat it up if she hadn't come home. “Kan, there are instant noodles same sardines. Why not cook it?” ask Nayla.

“I want to eat the same, Ma'am, together so.”

How sweet's.

Nayla ruffled Andi's increasingly long hair with her anxiety. He took off his bag and hijab, washed his face, hands, and changed his clothes first. Only then would he cook something for Andi.

Nayla took the time to send a message to Fahad, but there was no reply from her husband. He took his phone to the kitchen, put it on the dining table. “Fry the same fish sambal matah aja, yes? Let's chat, it's midnight gini.”

Andi nodded, whatever her brother cooked, he would definitely eat it. It is not just wood and stone.

***

“Damn you, Fahad! She said your wife was home, but where is this? Not at home.” Sahil cursed Fahad. He and Sanjeeda had come with gifts and flowers for Nayla, their best friend's wife. But there was nobody but Fahad.

Fahad laughed loosely, he looked at the annoyed faces of his two best friends with satisfaction. “You didn't hear that? Kan, I said he's at home, not at the apartment. This apartment, it's definitely her home.”

“True too. You are the one who did not listen!” sanjeeda to Sahil.

***