Love From Facebook

Chapter 73

Fahad repeatedly told Nayla to stay calm and she promised to always be by his side. Fahad understood, his world was indeed very new to Nayla. He did not want to force, just ... if his wife did not take one step, how there is a sense of courage and comfort to stay beside him— was in the business world that he wrestled.

The car had stopped at the parking area of a hotel that is quite famous in the city, Fahad who had gone down first even raised his hand to invite his wife to come down. “Quiet, Honey, my friends do not like to eat human meat.”

“Fahad, ih!” Nayla exclaimed in annoyance. Since leaving earlier, his heart was racing, as if he was on the battlefield. Yes, fighting with his fear and his inferiority. “Lack you not funny!” added later.

“Partially who's funny?” Fahad smiled as he grabbed Nayla's hand, inviting her to get out of the car. “You are beautiful, wear this Anarkali dress looks much prettier, so ... don't be afraid and inferior again.” Fahad tidied up Nayla's pasmina to cover her chest perfectly.

“Tapi—”

“You come in or I lock it in the car overnight?!” threaten Fahad.

“Evilnya, wife-less.” Nayla said with great emphasis.

“Eh, funny!” Fahad laughed until he saw his teeth white and neat.

Entering the hotel's ballroom, Fahad and Nayla are greeted with a spotlight that suddenly showers the bodies of the two of them. Ballroom headlights are indeed made a little dim, so that the lighting can look beautiful when welcoming them.

The MCs welcomed them. Congratulations as newlyweds were received Fahad and Nayla. The thundering applause from everyone who has been present signifies being happy with Fahad's marriage. However, seen a man who sat alone, he did not clap at all, precisely the cynical eyes that he threw for Fahad.

Some friends came and greeted Fahad, some gave hugs. Not just men, there are women who also hug Fahad. Surprised, Nayla was surprised. How can there be another woman who hugs a man's husband right in front of the wife's eyes. Surely his heart was very hot, but Nayla tried not to show it, she was afraid to embarrass Fahad.

Fahad invites Nayla to sit down, not long ... Sahil and Sanju come and join them. The core event began, those with melodious voices contributed songs. There came home who danced with his wife and other friends.

So far, Nayla is comfortable. In addition to Fahad who is always beside him, introducing him to his college friends, there is also Sanju who accompanies him.

Before long, Sanju excused to go to the toilet, while Sahil .. he went to greet his other friend. “Honey, I'll take a drink first, yes.” Nayla nodded, telling Fahad to hurry back.

Just as Fahad is leaving, a man is seen approaching Nayla. The man asked Nayla's name and country of origin. “What are you from Malaysia?” ask the man.

Nayla shook her head, “me from Indonesia.”

Ranveer. Yes, that man is Ranveer. Seeing Fahad walking back to Nayla's desk, Ranveer immediately stood up and left. Highlight the sharp eyes the two met for a while.

“He why here?” Fahad asked Nayla while putting on the table two glasses of drinks that he had just taken.

“Nnothing, he just the same name from my country I.”

Fahad hears Nayla's answer, but his eyes are directed at Ranveer who throws a cynical smile at him.

Fahad's name is called by the MCs so he is ready to dance with Nayla. In fact, the MC came to Fahad's desk and pulled the couple down to the dance floor. There's nothing more Fahad and Nayla can do except dance.

“Do not be afraid, look me in the eye, you can definitely.” Fahad pulled Nayla's waist so that the bodies of the two were getting tighter. Fahad leads Nayla's hands to her neck. Hey Shona by Shaan and Sunidhi Chauhan. “You know this song, right?” fahad asked who was answered with a nod of the head by Nayla. “Follow my steps, Darling.”

Fahad and Nayla started dancing. Beyond Nayla's expectations, she can follow all the beats of Fahad's excellent dance. Her husband is good at dancing, a surprise for Nayla. As with Fahad, he was impressed with Nayla's dance. His wife was dancing like a real dancer.

In the middle of the song, there are several couples who dance with them. Nayla was astonished, the article ..they followed her dance with Fahad.

The applause sounded festive once their music and dance were over. Nayla and Fahad return to the table, accompanied by MCs praising the performance of all the dancing couples.

Praise was made Fahad for the wife, “great this wife, can dance also turned out. All this time I cheated, dong?”

“Ketipu how? He said to look into your eyes and follow your steps, so, yeah. You are great too!” Nayla gave her two thumbs up to Fahad.

“Fahad from the past love to dance, Nayla.” Sahil, who sat in front of Nayla and Fahad, spoke. “If about dance couple, Fahad is the star. Just ask, how many girls he took with him dance.”

“Shit!!” Fahad raised one hand, as if he was going to hit Sahil after hearing his friend's statement. “Don't make people's households damaged!” sama later.

Sahil laughed with satisfaction, even with Sanju. Nayla also laughed, but her eyes did not turn away from Fahad. The sound of laughter began to recede, Nayla asked Fahad. “Emang, yes? How many girls have gone with you?” Nayla asked.

“Hah?” Fahad.

Sahil and Sanju laugh back to see Fahad's face. “From the beginning of college until graduation, there were about 15 girls he invited dance.” Sahil is back.

“Why not get 20 girls, Fahad?” Nayla asked again with emphasis.

“Damn, Sahil!” maki Fahad to Sahil who still laughs at him.

After a while throwing jokes at each other, Nayla excused herself to the toilet. Sanju was about to drive him, but Nayla refused, saying that he would not be long.

Seeing Nayla rock out of the toilet, Ranveer approached with a hand holding a glass of water. He walked quickly and hit Nayla's body, so that the water he was carrying spilled over Nayla's dress.

“Opps! Your dress is wet.” Ranveer said, his tone sounded like he was being teased. “Sorry, Miss, such a place is not suitable for you, so better ... you just leave here.”

Nayla looked at Ranveer confusedly, what exactly did the man mean. Nayla did not care, she went back to the toilet, cleaned the slightly wet dress.

Ranveer smiled with satisfaction at Nayla who walked away from him. He turned around, looking at Fahad as he brandished the empty glass that was still in his hand.

The sound of music had stopped, it was certain that Fahad heard whatever the man said to his wife. Since Ranveer hit his wife, Fahad stood up and was about to approach the two, but Sahil prevented him from causing a commotion.

Fahad walks past Ranveer, intending to catch up with Nayla to take her home. However, his steps stopped when he heard the words from Ranveer who insulted his wife. Ranveer said he already knew who Nayla was, a low-educated girl, who only wanted a rich husband to raise her status.

Fahad turned his back, he was about to make a calculation with Ranveer, but again Sahil prevented it. “Do not mind, take Nayla home, do not let her hear all this.”

Too late, Nayla had heard and witnessed everything. It is a little far from Fahad. Everyone was unaware of his presence, except for Ranveer. The man saw Nayla who had just come out of the toilet. Yes, therefore Ranveer said all that in English so that Nayla also understood.

“You divorced an educated Mahira, who deserves to be invited to a place like this and instead married Nayla who,” there was a pause just before Ranveer continued his sentence.

The mahira? Fahad's ex-wife named Mahira? Nayla.

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