Love From Facebook

Chapter 6

In a hotel room after calling his family, Fahad was busy working with his folding computer. He checked some of the emails that Alina, his secretary, sent.

A message went to Fahad's phone.

“You've eaten?” ~ Nayla.

Fahad smiled faintly looking at the contents of Nayla's message. It's the first time Nayla's messaged her— first.

“Iya, Darling. Udah.” ~ Fahad.

“Apaan, hell!” ~ Nayla.

“I love you, Darling.” ~ Fahad.

Nayla did not reply to Fahad's message anymore, as the restaurant manager called all the employees to gather.

“Today all come home at eleven, yes, there is a birthday event. They book eight to ten o'clock.”

“Iya, Sir,” the employees replied simultaneously.

After the manager left, Nayla sent Andi a message that she would be home late.

“Iya mbak, later if you want to go home call Andi, yes? Later Andi pick up.” fill in Andi's message.

“Iya.”

***

Raindrops still wet the earth, quite heavy, but did not hinder the invited guests of the birthday event held at the restaurant where Nayla works.

“Back nine, right? I'll pick you up.” Fahad sent a message to Nayla.

“No need, Fahad, today I overtime

I'll be home at eleven o'clock tonight, andi'll pick up.”

“Alright, I love you.”

Nayla just smiled reading Fahad's message. The content of the conversation that can be said more than that friend makes Nayla indeed as if she is the lover of the man. Many times Nayla convinced herself that the seed of love did not grow in her heart. Refusing. Yes, resisting that feeling in order not to fill the recesses of his heart. He realized that he was not a nobody who was totally inappropriate when he was with Fahad.

At exactly 11, Nayla came out of the restaurant. He was still in front of the gate and still trying to call Andi. Luckily the rain stopped.

”Andi is a habit, huh! Must have been in silent. Time I have to ride ojek malem-malem gini?” gerutu Nayla who is still trying to contact Andi.

“Mbak Nayla, nunggu ojek, yes?” ask the security guard to Nayla.

“No, Sir, wait for my sister Andi. But I called from earlier not in lift-up.”

“Bareng me, yuk, Nay? I'm malem gini, I guarantee you congratulations to the destination, I will not do anything about you,” said Ryan, one of his friends.

“Can be you, Yan.” Nayla smiled at Ryan.

“Yes, Ma'am, with Mas Ryan only, than ride an ojek. Kan, mending with Mas Ryan, free. Hehe,” said the security guard who made Nayla and Ryan chuckle.

“Tuh, right. Mending with me for free,” timpal Ryan.

For a moment Nayla was silent, she was not afraid Ryan would do something to her, Nayla believed in Ryan.

How about the neighbors? But, if I follow the neighbor's words, there I do not go home.

“Yes, already, I'm with you, Yan.”

“Oke.”

Nayla receives the helmet Ryan gave her, she wants to ride on the bike. However, the voice of a man he knew could be heard shouting, calling out to him.

“Nayla!”

“Yeah, Fahad! Why'd he come here, anyway? Not sleeping!” nayla's murmurs can still be heard by Ryan.

“Who is he, Nay?” ask Ryan.

Nayla is silent, she is confused what to answer to Ryan.

Fahad turns off the bike, he goes down and pulls Nayla in the hand.

“Come. Home with me.” Fahad looked towards Ryan with a gaze that implied his dislike of Ryan.

Nayla gets on Fahad's bike immediately. “I first, Yan. Come on, sir." Nayla says goodbye to Ryan and the security guard.

“Iya, Nay, be careful,” Ryan said.

“Pak, that's who the guy who picked up Nayla? When Ryan went home together, Nayla thought for a long time. Well this is once the guy who said, Nayla immediately said yes,” said Ryan.

“Lacking to know, Mas, this morning he said Mbak Nayla was also among the people. His girlfriend may be, Mas. Nayla's great, huh? Can dapet ganteng guy like that, bule again.”

“If you look at his face, he's not a bule, sir. Still Asian. Same as us.”

“Eh, yes, Mas. Indian or Arab Face it.”

“India, Sir. It was clear from the look on his face.”

“Maybe he's her boyfriend Mbak Nayla, Mas.”

“Maybe.” Ryan still looked at Nayla who was getting further and further away from his sight. “Lah. Why talk to Father? Go home first, Mr.” Ryan turned on the engine.

“Yes, one time, Mas Ryan, want to coffee here with me.”

“Go home, sir,” said goodbye to Ryan who was answered by a nod of the head and a smile from the security guard.

Failed again, ah!

***

“Who is that guy?” fahad asked, the tone of his voice sounded clear if he was angry.

“Friends,” Reply Nayla.

“You said, Andi picked you up,” said Fahad.

“Sleep. Why aren't you sleeping?” ask Nayla.

“I told you, right? If I pick you up.”

“Hmmm,” says Nayla.

He can know my house, if he can't get home. Find out what reason, dong? Let me ask you to come down before you get there. Inner Nayla.

“Don't find a reason to go down before you get home,” Fahad said, to Nayla's surprise.

Nayla bit her finger when she heard Fahad's words which seemed like the man could hear her inner voice.

Nayla also pointed the way to her house on Fahad. “He can tell if I'm confused to find a reason to ask to come down. Ah, yes, it's up to.”

It was at Nayla's house.

“Goodnight, dear,” said Fahad as soon as Nayla was about to enter the house.

“Hemm, good night,” Nayla said.

The darling? Looks like Nayla is getting comfortable with the call.

Fahad turned his motorbike, returning to the hotel after he saw Nayla had entered the house.

Nayla locked the door from the inside. Nayla and Andi each brought one of the house keys, so as not to be confused if one of them came home late or early.

“Andi, Andi. Habits, the hape is definitely in silent. Pantes is not horrified if there is a phone,” muttered Nayla when she saw Andi who fell asleep in front of the tv that is still on. Nayla also took a blanket to cover her sister's body, because the air was quite cold after the rain.

He immediately cleaned himself, performed the prayer isya' and immediately went to sleep.

When Nayla just closed her eyes, a notification message came in from her phone. His name is Fahad there.

“Honey, don't go home with him.”

“Iya.”

“Eh. What, so gini? I'm like a dating person,” surprised Nayla when she saw the contents of her own message that she replied to Fahad.

Fahad, who was lying down, also smiled as he read Nayla's message.

“I'm sure, you have the same feeling as me. But you tried to cover it up and resist it. I won't give up, I can definitely get your heart.” Fahad.

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