Love From Facebook

Chapter 58

With her heart still heavy, Nayla steps into the plane that will bring her a new start in life. Living with the man who is now her husband. I hope that her home life will always be fine and always filled with love and affection.

Both of them are now sitting in the plane seat. Nayla turned her gaze towards the window. Slowly the plane rises, it is clear that the beautiful city that witnesses his life is getting farther from Nayla's view.

Nayla was still daydreaming looking out the window, she didn't care even though the bright rays of clouds shone through her eyes as if she didn't care.

Fahad closes the window, breaking Nayla's daydream. “Honey,” call Fahad.

Nayla turned her head, smiling, trying to hide the sadness of her heart that had to part with the family for a long time. Touching the soft top of his wife's head, Fahad understands .. A heavy win for a woman to have to separate from her family.

“Don't be sad. You are not alone in India. There's me, Ammi, Yasmin and Yumna.” Fahad.

“I didn't mean it, Fahad, I just—”

“I know, Honey,” Fahad. “Everyone must feel what you feel, being separated from family is difficult. You have to adapt to everything new. Importantly, one thing you should know, I will not let you feel alone.”

“You're not offended?” nayla asked who was answered by her husband.

“Not. But I will be offended if you cry not stop, use a shouting event, make up fade, and others.”

Fahad's remarks made Nayla laugh, “aku, right, just go with husband, not go die.”

People say it's like that, honey. They, the women who married and followed the husband to the house of in-laws .they seemed to enter the door of hell. But, Ammi is not the in-law who will make her daughter-in-law like a maid. A daughter-in-law is like a child. You don't have to worry about that.

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New Delhi

Nayla and Fahad are grateful to have arrived in New Delhi on time. The plane did not experience delays which required them to wait for hours at the airport.

Nayla stepped out of the plane, saying bismillah many times in her heart. After picking up their two suitcases, Fahad and Nayla immediately exit looking for a taxi to drive them to the apartment.

Has not been able to continue the trip to Kashmir because many jobs Fahad delayed. He has to take care of everything, the factory and the office. Although there is Sahil, of course Fahad must also be responsible. He is not the one who will stand by and charge it all to Sahil.

Fahad told Ammi. Maybe he and Nayla will stay in New Delhi for the next two, or three weeks. Two days ago Yasmin returned to Kashmir. His sister had to take care of the garden and the sale of saffron. Yasmin will return to New Delhi after all her work is done.

“Kok, come here? The feeling was not this the flat?” ask Nayla.

“I sold the flat yesterday. It was too small, so I bought this one. Closer also same office.”

Nayla nodded, a sign she understood. More precisely, he did not want to ask further. They are still new in sailing the wedding ark. Nayla thought it would be unethical if she asked any further. Let Fahad explain it himself.

“I bought not because of anything, Honey,” as if I could read the contents of Nayla's mind, Fahad explained why he bought a bigger apartment than before. “Yes, because I want to buy a little bigger one. Little, kok.” Fahad fused his index finger and thumb together while smiling at Nayla.

“If you buy a bigger one, I'll ask you to clean up.” Nayla.

Putting the suitcase in the main room, Nayla began to surround each corner of the apartment. Especially the kitchen, her favorite place. He opened the refrigerator, looking spacious, because in it there are only eggs and potatoes.

“Darling, I'm out for a minute. You take a shower first.” Fahad.

An hour passed, Nayla had finished cleaning herself up. While waiting for Fahad, Nayla calls Andi. He said that he had arrived safely in New Delhi. Andi cheers calling Nayla's name. He was waiting for a call from his brother.

Leaning his phone on a big bottle of soda, Andi called his other brother. Yeah, they're all still gathered at home. It was impossible to leave Andi alone for now. Andi will feel lonely.

Nayla does not realize that Fahad has come and is standing in the middle of the door. Noticed it. After watching his wife for a long time, Fahad stepped closer to Nayla. He stood behind his wife and greeted his new family.

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“Why are you smiling?” ask Fahad.

Nayla shook her head faintly with a smile still etched on her lips. “No, funny if you remember Andi. Not every day, anyway, he protests the same breakfast I made.”

Fahad nodded, “iya, he also often protests if you order Indian food. But strangely enough, he must have eaten until it ran out.”

Both of them laughed at the moment. Not excessive, Andi will only be a little nagging if the food served is not in accordance with his taste. But after one bribe Andi put in his mouth, his sister was silent and continued to eat until it ran out.

Nayla continued to dress her clothes in the closet. Fahad sat on the sofa in their room, he was busy with his folding computer. Tomorrow, he'll go into the office.

“Honey, you want to buy any vegetables? I want to order.” Fahad asked.

“Raw layur? Why messaging? Do not buy yourself, to the market or to the minimarket?” cerca Nayla without looking towards Fahad. He was busy in front of the closet.

“No need, let's order it. Let's bring him here as much as anyone. Who sells also around here, tomorrow-tomorrow you can buy yourself.”

“But, kan—”

“You want to go out?” Fahad Tukas.

Nayla turned her head, she nodded as she brushed aside her smile. “It's, right, not too late. All I want to see is the atmosphere of the night here.”

Fahad complains about Nayla's request, the two prepare and head to a vegetable store not far from their apartment. Nayla protested, she was tired because it turned out to be quite far away.

“Tau that, right, was able to take a taxi,” said Nayla.

Fahad smiled, he touched the top of his wife's head. “So he said he wanted to see the night atmosphere of New Delhi. If you walk, right, you can get more feel.”

Never mind. Nayla did not want to respond to Fahad's remarks. Arriving at the vegetable store, Nayla immediately chose the vegetables she wanted.

“Here is not too complete, Honey, later on the weekend I take to the market, want? You can choose more vegetables and fruits.” Fahad.

“Iya, now shop for breakfast tomorrow only.”

Returning home with two bags of groceries, it turns out Nayla bought quite a lot of vegetables and other spices. Not according to plan, but at least, in the refrigerator there will be vegetables that at any time he can cook.

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Morning greetings. The sun kept its promise to shine. Waking up earlier as usual, Nayla prepared a work shirt for her husband first and then cooked breakfast.

A little confused, because she did not have her husband's favorite chicken. He made a sandwich with eggs. Not to forget, he brews the Indian tea that Fahad used to drink. As she has not been able to concoct tea like Indian women do, Nayla only brews instant tea which they also buy overnight.

“Good morning, dear,” greet the new Fahad coming.

“Good morning,” reply Nayla while serving tea in front of Fahad. “We didn't buy chicken last night, so I just made this sandwich. But, in it there are eggs, really, complete.” Nayla put the sandwich she had cut into two pieces.

Sipping tea, Fahad pulled Nayla's wrist to sit next to him.

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