Love From Facebook

Chapter 69

“Sister-in-law, why not buy too?” Yasmin asked.

When he was in a hurry to find shoes and bags that fit him and Yumna, his sister-in-law did not buy any of the items he offered.

“My bags and shoes are still good and decent, Yasmin, I don't need new ones.” Nayla explained.

Not only Yasmin, Fahad had asked Nayla to choose a bag and shoes, or whatever his wife wanted. However, again, only the rejection he got from Nayla. Indeed, Fahad already knows well if his wife will not buy something new if the old is still good and worth wearing. But, still, Fahad wanted to buy something for his wife. Who said he would lose to the one who served. Fahad no longer offered Nayla anything. Because it is useless, they end up fighting just because of trivial things.

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Later that night, Nayla makes a video call with her sister, Andi. Fahad left Nayla alone in the room so that his wife and sister-in-law could freely chat. Although he does not understand Indonesian very well, Fahad still gives room to Nayla and Andi to spend time together.

“Each of your calls must be it continues, why?” Nayla asked Andi.

“Mbak, it's alone there. Surely we are all worried, Mas Arif aja every day nanyain about, Mbak.” Andi.

Nayla smiles. He said he was okay. Fahad treated him very well. Yeah, that's how it is every day. Every time you make a voice or video call, Andi always asks the same thing. Did Fahad treat his brother well? Did Fahad make his brother's tears fall? And, there's so much more.

If so, Andi sounded like not a sister, but an older brother who was very worried about his sister who was far from him.

“Mbak, if Fahad makes, Ma'am, cry .. say the same to me, later I follow to India and bring, Ma'am, home.”

Nayla nodded, saying Andi's words. Andi is everything to Nayla. His little sister had always been his strength when his spirit had decreased, when he felt tired of life. Remembering the parents who had already left them first, as brothers ... Nayla and Andi have always been strong reinforcement when sadness and longing for parents come to them.

“You are a real lecturer, Andi, do not like to sleep at night, do not eat late, do not forget to pray.” Nayla.

Andi nodded, she gave her one thumb. “Mbak, take care of your health, huh? If Andi has a holiday, Andi must have followed, Ma'am, to there.”

Remind each other is the way they show affection. Nayla and Andi ended the video call because the time had shown at 11 Indian time.

Nayla exited the room, she found Fahad sitting on the living room sofa with a folding computer in his lap. Her husband looks very handsome when serious, “udah malem, Fahad.” Nayla lands her body next to Fahad.

“Yes, soon to be done. Tomorrow I'm going to Mumbai, honey. Not what, right?”

“Mumbai?” Nayla asked.

Fahad nodded, explaining there was an important meeting on Monday morning at a company that would join his company. “They request cooperation together, dear, they are new company.” Fahad explained.

“As ... plant stock?”

Fahad smiled, he put the laptop on the table and fixed his seat so he could face Nayla. “Pinter really, hell, my wife is.” Pinched the second squash of Nayla's cheeks. “You know about those stocks?” tanyakanya.

“Just just know that, the rest I'm stupid about business.”

Fahad turned off the folding computer screen and closed it. “Later to teach me about business, let you understand more. Now, to the room, yuk?” bring Fahad.

On top of the bed, Fahad and Nayla faced each other, their eyes locked for quite a while. Until Fahad ends it first by pulling the petite nose Nayla. Fahad was about to ask for her rights as a husband, arguing that tomorrow she would be out of town.

“You were me, right? What do you want to do is get out of town. And, I haven't given you an answer.” Nayla said with both hands on Fahad's chest.

“You don't give permission?” asked Fahad who immediately slightly distanced his body from Nayla. “If it's okay, it's okay. Let Sahil go alone.” Its effects.

“My wife is understanding once.” Fahad again pinched Nayla's tiny nose until her wife grimaced in pain. “Someone you want to talk about again, no?” tanyanya.

Nayla shakes. He closed his eyes and pulled the blanket to his head. However, Fahad quickly uncovers his wife's blanket. “Do not pretend to sleepy, yes.”

***

On Sunday afternoon, Fahad left for Mumbai with Sahil for business. Not long, Monday night they'll be home. Although not long, but certainly Fahad worried about leaving his wife and sister in New Delhi. Especially Nayla, New Delhi is still very new to her. Even though his wife had already memorized the streets and the situation around the apartment, still his worry could not be hidden.

Don't go out of the mall, honey, if Yasmin takes a ride or makes it out at night too, you can call me. If you want to buy something, buy it during the day. Buy everything you need, lest there are less needs. Kan, danger.

Yasmin, don't go out other than to the office. Take the car slowly, or not .. brother later ask help Sanju driver to bring you to work.

That was Fahad's message before he left for the airport.

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The next day, Nayla exits the apartment alone to shop for her personal needs. Previously, she had sought permission from her husband through a short message. If you wait for Yasmin to come home, it will be dark. His sister-in-law has called, telling him if she will be home a little late because her job is not finished.

“Hai, we meet again.” Anand greeted Nayla.

Nayla turned to the source of the voice, she saw Anand walking closer to her. For a moment, he showed no response. Then, after that he smiled as Anand greeted him again.

“You're still here?” Anand asked.

“Iya.” Nayla nodded and returned busy choosing the needs she would buy. Her hands put the perfume and hair oil her husband used to wear into the shopping cart. Nayla also took some soap, shampoo, brush and toothpaste.

When Nayla queues at the cashier to pay, Anand, who has not stopped talking to her, suddenly leaves as soon as he gets a call from someone. In fact, the man forgot the groceries he had finished paying for.

“The lady, sorry,” the cashier looked at Nayla then expressed her request to bring along Anand's groceries.

“Tapi—”

“It looks like you guys know each other, so please bring her groceries, Madam.”

Nayla tried to refuse, but the cashier still insisted. Anand's groceries are not much, just a few. But, the problem is that Nayla does not know where Anand lives. He only knew the man's apartment was on the sixth floor. It would be inappropriate to knock on every door to find Anand's apartment.

Nayla came home, bringing Anand's groceries as well. Before he got into the elevator, Nayla asked the guard. It's possible the officer knew where Anand's apartment was. Yeah, lucky the officer knew. The second door to the right of the elevator is Anand's apartment.

“No people, yes?” Nayla asked herself after she rang the bell several times, but no one opened the door for her.

Nayla decided to go home and deliver it again tomorrow morning. Arriving at the apartment, Nayla immediately cleans up before her husband returns home.

At six o'clock in the evening, her husband arrived at the apartment. Nayla greeted him with a smile that made Fahad's tiredness disappear instantly. He held her tightly to the tiny body of the wife, kissing the top of the head of the old wife. Fahad really misses Nayla. Very-very homesick.

Both went into the room. Fahad goes to clean the body, while Nayla, he takes a change of clothes for Fahad and puts it on the edge of the bed.

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