Love From Facebook

Chapter 78

The night gets colder, Nayla takes a sweater so that her body feels warmer. Nayla was very tired, but she could not sleep if her husband had not come home. The phone call and the message were not answered and answered.

Nayla went back out of the room, intending to do anything until waiting for her husband to come home. Waiting never to go home, Nayla fell asleep on the sofa sitting down, hugging her own body.

At exactly 12, Fahad came home. The marks on his face looked very tired. Opening the door, he found Nayla sleeping. Unlike before, where he would linger looking at his wife's face. This time, Fahad immediately lifted Nayla's body and took her to the room after previously he put his suit in just any place. He put Nayla's body to sleep slowly, he pulled a blanket to cover her body.

The same thing happened again when the morning greeted me. Nayla did not find her husband. “Fahad?” the dam of tears was overflowing, her cheeks were wet from the tears that kept flowing. “Why you? What am I wrong?” Nayla asked herself.

Nayla no longer calls or texts. She chose to be quiet, not bothering her husband. However, his heart felt unable to bear it. She wants to solve the problem immediately, so that there is no more misunderstanding that she herself does not know what makes her husband change.

Video and voice calls from Andi Nayla declined and replaced them with text messages. He knew, Andi must have asked various questions if he saw his face that was less excited. Andi is not easily lied to, he will know just by looking into Nayla's eyes and hearing her tone change. Not wanting to worry her sister, Nayla always said that she was outside if Andi would call.

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Just like yesterday, Fahad left for the office early in the morning. Even before sunrise, he was out of the apartment. One different, Yasmin did not come into her room like yesterday morning. Yeah, indeed. Because Nayla didn't say anything to her sister.

Even so, Yasmin knew .. There was something wrong with Fahad and also Nayla. As a sister, it is certainly not good if it is too deep to interfere with her brother's household, while she herself has never felt and understood what the real meaning of household is. But, seeing his brother and sister-in-law who are not okay, certainly makes you sad.

Yasmin was about to go home, she turned her footsteps to enter Fahad's room. Before, he asked Alina if her brother had not come home.

“Not yet, Miss, it looks like Mr. Fahad will be home like yesterday again.” Alina answered.

Both eyes of Yasmin squeaking perfectly, “like yesterday? You know?” inquiringly.

Alina nodded, “yesterday before I went home, Mr. Fahad asked for a night grave. He said to be overtime. But, as I recall .. there is no job that requires overtime. If there is, Mr. Fahad would ask me to do it.”

Hearing Alina's words, Yasmin was now completely convinced. His brother was being evaded from his wife. “Yes, you are right. No job requires overtime. All work contract and business development files are completed.”

Not waiting any longer, Yasmin immediately entered, she saw her brother lying on the sofa. He said hello, Lali sat on a single sofa. “Soft sister again?” tanyakanya.

“Iya. You can go home by yourself, right?” Fahad opened his eyes, sitting his body perfectly.

Yasmin was silent, staring fixedly at her brother's face. Various questions raged in his mind. But he kept asking. He kept asking his brother to come home together. “I shouldn't have stepped, Brother, come home with.” Yasmin stood up after being rejected by Fahad. “Sister, sister-in-law here only have, Brother, don't make her feel alone.” Yasmin advised, hoping that her brother would come home soon and solve his problems with Nayla.

Stand in the lobby, while ordering a taxi online through the application on his phone. He did not stop wishing and praying for his brother to come home and see his wife.

Sahil just got out of the elevator, he saw Yasmin alone and walked up to her. “Yasmin, not home yet? Where is Fahad?” he circulated his views looking for Fahad's whereabouts.

“Kak Fahad hasn't come home yet, Sis, he said gently. But,”

“But, what?” ask Sahil.

Yasmin said what happened between Fahad and Nayla. He asked Sahil to help advise her brother. “Please brother-in-law, Brother, from yesterday he did not meet Kak Fahad.”

Sahil sighed in annoyance, how could the old Fahad come back again. Fahad is a workaholic and does not care about the people around him. “So I tried to talk to Fahad. You okay, go home by yourself?”

Yasmin nodded, assuring Sahil that he would be fine. “I'm home first, Brother.” Yasmin said goodbye before she got into the taxi.

He told Alina to go home, because it was time for all the employees to go home. Entering without knocking on the door, he found Fahad lying on the sofa with one hand covering his face.

“Fahad, why aren't you home yet?” Sahil asked.

Fahad lowered his hand, staring at Sahil who was sitting on a single sofa. “I still have a job, soon I will also go home,” he replied lazily.

“What's up? You had a fight with Nayla?” search Sahil.

Fahad scooped his face with both palms. He sat up. “No, I don't fight. It's just,” there was a pause just before Fahad continued his sentence. “Ah, never mind, don't discuss. Go home.” Fahad diverted the conversation.

Sahil gave up, it was impossible for him to ask any further. “Go home, Fahad, solve your problem well. I don't know what the problem is between you. But, don't shy away from Nayla like this. She's only here for you, she's gone to her family and country to come with you, her husband. Husband.” Sahil puts emphasis on the word ‘suami’.

There was no answer from Fahad, Sahil decided to go home. He left his best friend to think about what he said.

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At seven o'clock in the evening, Yasmin arrived at the apartment. He stopped by the cafe to buy his favorite drink and cake first. Just like yesterday, she got a question from her sister-in-law asking for her husband's whereabouts.

“Kak Fahad overtime again, Sis, he said not until midnight he came home.” Yasmin could not say anything else. That was all he had in mind once he got a question from Nayla.

“Oh. Yes, already, brother to the room first.” Nayla went into the room, she changed clothes and put on a hijab, not to forget she also wore a thick jacket because the air felt very cold.

“Sister-in-law!” yasmin, who was in the kitchen, approached Nayla, who was about to open the door. “Sister-in-law, where are you going?” ask her in panic.

“Sister has to go to the office, Yasmin, sister can not wait anymore.” Nayla gives understanding, she knows that Yasmin is worried about her leaving alone.

“But, Sister-in-law?!”

Yasmin's screams were not echoed by Nayla. She went to the office, following her husband. Scared, Nayla was indeed afraid. This was the first time he had ever taken a taxi by himself. But there was no other choice, she had to meet her husband immediately.

The taxi stopped right in front of the office lobby. Nayla got out immediately after giving some money to the driver.

“Mother, is it here?” security who was on duty that night recognized Nayla.

“Iya, Sir.” Nayla recalled, the security was also on duty a few days ago when she and Sanju came to the office. “Pak, sorry, is my husband still here?”

“Iya, Ma'am, Mr. Fahad is still on top.”

Nayla immediately entered after saying thank you, she slightly ran over. Can't stand it anymore, she wanted to ask her husband .. because what made Fahad avoid it these two days.

The elevator opens, Nayla steps her legs quickly without paying attention to the surroundings. He hit someone who was walking and was also about to get into the elevator. “I'm sorry, sorry,” he said while helping to retrieve some of the files that fell.

Fahad heard a voice, he stood up from the sofa and saw what was happening. Opening the door, as soon as his eyes flashed sharply, his hands clenched as if they were about to hit anything in front of him. “Nayla!”

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