Love From Facebook

Chapter 57

Andi remained on his stance. Countless times Fahad tried to persuade and convince him, Andi still said that he did not want to come and study in India. Andi wants to be more independent. Doesn't want the upbringing of Nayla and her other brother wasted if she can't live independently.

During this time, all his brothers set a good example. Living independently, not relying on others—always strive alone as long as he is able. Now, Andi must be able to live away from Nayla. Let her sister go with a responsible husband and it will definitely make Nayla happy.

“India is not far away, Ma'am, I can still go there. Don't make this a burden. It's more than enough, what, Ma'am, love me.” Andi tells Nayla to be calm. He also assured his brother-in-law, Fahad.

Nayla nodded. Andi is an adult, and only Andi can decide what is best for his life.

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After dinner, Andi told Nayla that she wanted to sleep together in the tv room. In two days, her sister is leaving for India, and she wants to spend more time with Nayla.

“Install a mattress for me too, Honey, I also want to sleep outside,” Fahad said while pecking at his folding computer screen.

Nayla who elements in front of here, change her nightgown and then turn her head, “ sure?” tanyanya.

“Iya.” Fahad stood up, walked over to his wife.

“You can sleep on the floor? Later your body hurts all.”

“Can, coke. Kan, wear a folding mattress.”

Nayla obeyed Fahad's words, she arranged another mattress for her husband. The three of them slept together with Nayla in the middle of Fahad and Andi.

***

Wake up her husband and sister to fulfill their duties. After the prayer, Fahad and Andi drank the coffee Nayla had prepared at the dinner table. The three of them had a light conversation with Nayla who was busy cooking breakfast in the kitchen that fused with the dining table.

After breakfast, the three of them planned to make a pilgrimage to the graves of both parents. Beware by pilgrimage. That's all Nayla can do. Married with no parents, and now she has to leave without being able to hug both of them as a sign of separation.

An hour passed, Nayla was done cooking, she served breakfast at the dinner table. Andi stared in wonder, “kok, tumben no Indian cuisine? Material's up, Mommy?” chirps Andi.

Nayla took the kale and put it on her plate, “intentionally, right, tomorrow she's leaving. Fear of kangen with kale.”

Andi glanced at her sister-in-law who was eating chicken and french fries. “Tumben also he did not protest.” Andi smiles. He started eating his breakfast, just like Nayla.

Driving the car, the three had already reached the cemetery area. Andi walked first, followed by Nayla and Fahad behind him. Nayla smiled, sitting next to her parents' belly button.

Mother, Mr. Nayla is coming again. This time Nayla comes with Nayla and Andi's husband. I'm sorry, sir, Mom, Nayla didn't come with your grandchildren. Excuse me.

Nayla speaks in her heart.

Nayla Kangen, Mother of the same father, kangen. Tears were unable to hold Nayla, slowly .. The clear roundness soaked the cheek.

Fahad sat next to Nayla, hugging his wife. He tried to calm his wife. He could not bear to see Nayla crying, the corner of his heart was so bitter. I promise, Nayla. I promise I won't give you a chance to have your tears fall again. Mother same Father, must be proud of you. Sure.

Sir, Ma'am, Andi must now be away from Mbak Nayla. If Andi can be selfish, Andi does not want Mbak Nayla to leave. Andi does not want.

Andi looked down, she was crying. Wanting to scream and say that Nayla must not go, wanting to prevent it, her heart aches considering that tomorrow Nayla must leave for India. Get away from him.

Nayla leaves for India tomorrow, with Nayla's husband. But Nayla won't forget Andi. He's Nayla's best sister. Nayla said goodbye, sir, Mom.

Touching the gravestones of his parents just before leaving. Nayla smiles before leaving the tomb of father and mother. Fahad lets Nayla hold Andi's hand. “They are very sweet.” Fahad murmuring.

***

At airport.

Nayla does not get tired of telling Andi to take care of her health, she also reminds her sister to call her every day. “Sleep on time, don't eat late.”

“Iya. Ma'am, I've spoken a hundred times to Andi. My hot butterflies hear it.” Andi.

Nayla laughed, followed by the laughter of her other brother and sister-in-law. “New also a hundred, not a thousand.”

The family hugged Nayla in turn. Sellau advised to maintain health and be a wife who is always loyal next to the husband. “Do not feel alone there, we are always there wherever you are, Nayla.” Mbak Indah. “Common-call, yes,” Plus.

Nayla nodded. Now he approached Mas Arif who was sitting alone, away from them. “Mas.” Nayla sat down, smiling happily. “Mas, don't you want to hug me? I want to go far, loh.” Joking.

“Nayla, Nayla.” Mas Arif shook his head, “you are still like a child, why are you married, anyway?!”

Nayla laughs. “Mas, I will miss you. I must also miss being scolded the same, Mas and Mbak Indah.”

Not replying to Nayla's words, Mas Arif pulled Nayla's body into his arms. He touched Nayla's head, “why are you getting married this soon, Nay? It was only yesterday when you bought snacks at the stall, but now you have to come with your husband. Far.”

“I don't go far, Mas, I'm always close together, Mas. Sorry, all this time Nayla has not been able to be a good sister, who can make, Mas, proud.” Nayla could not help but feel haru, she shed her tears.

Whether a message or a threat, Andi tells Fahad that if the man hurts Nayla. No matter what, as Andi knew, there should not be a single drop of Nayla's tears falling.

Fahad did not promise, but said he would try not to make his wife cry. “Do whatever you want, Andi, I accept it when Nayla's tears fall. I will not volunteer, I gladly accept it.”

“You threatened Fahad?” Nayla comes, she ruffles Andi's hair.

“Iya.” Andi answered without hesitation, bringing laughter from all his brothers.

The flight hour has arrived, Fahad and Nayla must immediately enter the airline waiting room they will ride, the international departure terminal.

“Mbak, don't forget to call Andi when you arrive. Andi love the same, Sister Nayla.” Andi and Nayla's last hug.

They hugged for quite a while. “Health tag, yes, don't eat late.” Nayla returns.

Waving each other, happy and sad stirred each other's hearts. Nayla ... beautiful girl who used to always ask for her long hair to braid, who always cried asking to walk around the area of the house with Mas Arif, is now a wife. Go far to worship her husband.

Dear Andi, Sister Nayla, what a pity. Hopefully, Mommy, always happy.

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