Love From Facebook

Chapter 88

The day changed, the snow had stopped. The sun was shining, Nayla was eager to take a walk, everything she got from Ammi and Aunt Farida made her feel depressed. To move also feels awkward. There's a term, and that's what's going on right now.

At home, girls are like strangers. At home, a girl is like a guest.

Nayla laughed bitterly remembering it. He tried to blend in well, but Aunt Farida and Ammi kept being cold to him. Whatever it is, Nayla is grateful. There was Yumna, Hannah and also Fatimah's mother who always spent time with him. At least, he felt not too foreign in the big house.

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It has been a week, but there has been no word on when her husband will catch up with her in Srinagar, Kashmir. During that time Nayla hid everything from Fahad. She also asked Yumna and Hannah not to say anything to her husband. Fahad is quite confused with his work, he does not want to add a burden on the shoulders of her husband. As much as possible, he will overcome everything. Nayla remains convinced, everything will be beautiful in time. Just be quite resigned, he is sure .. everything will be fine.

Nayla who was about to sleep was forced to go down to the kitchen, she wanted to get some water to drink. Not to forget, he covered his head with a simple rectangular hijab. Going down the stairs slowly, Nayla did not want to wake anyone up. Ammi's room door was slightly open, even with the room lights still on. Nayla walked over, she wanted to see her mother-in-law first. However, Aunt Farida's voice stopped her intention of knocking on Ammi's room door.

“This one is, Brother, his name is Sadiya. She's the daughter of a famous lawyer in Mumbai. Or just Benazir, our niece who is also in New Delhi.”

“But, does Fahad want to marry again?” ask Ammi.

Nayla almost fell down, her legs were limp. Ammi's question to Aunt Farida made her very surprised. Luckily, he managed to hold the bottle that was almost removed from his hand.

“Fahad must want, Brother, what to expect from the foreign woman? He doesn't understand our life and culture.” Aunt Farida said sure.

“Fahad would definitely not want to divorce Nayla, Fahad love her.”

This time Ammi's voice was heard. Divorce? What did her mother-in-law just say? The clear thread was ready to slide from the corner of Nayla's eye. Her heart ached so much, how could Ammi easily say about the divorce.

“Fahad does not need a divorce, Brother, we return Nayla to his country only, let Fahad's second wife who is here.”

Again. Nayla had to hear things that she thought were very unreasonable. How could it be, all those thoughts came to their minds. Not divorce, but return him to Indonesia. Why, Ammi? What's wrong Nayla? his tears were not able to hold, spilled all the pain in every drop of the clear circle. Had enough. Nayla did not want to hear anything more, she left her drinking bottle on the glass table in the corner, she returned to the room with a broken feeling.

Nayla takes off her hijab, throws it in any direction. He collapsed on the bed, crying .. His finger squeezed the bed sheet, showing how devastated he felt. “Why, Ammi? Why, Auntie? Why do you want Fahad to marry again? Why?” nayla's voice was stifled, there was no way she would scream to release her pain.

Nayla takes a picture of her parents framed beautifully on the nightstand, she looks at the faces of two people who are very and certainly love her. Looking at the photo, tears were still pouring down her cheeks.

“Pak, Mom, is it wrong Nayla? Why does Nayla have to hear all that? Wh why? Nayla can't, sir, Nayla can't.”

Nayla's tears were getting broken, she was eager to call Fahad. However, there was no way he could do it. There would only be more misunderstandings from Ammi and Aunt Farida to him if he told Fahad everything. Nayla is very confused as to what she should do to stop all of Ammi and Aunt Farida's plans.

Nayla gave up first. It's impossible to stop Ammi's plan. Fahad also seemed unlikely to reject Ammi's request, her husband never refused anything Ammi ordered. Nayla was still asking herself. What mistake he had done so that Ammi wanted Fahad to marry again.

“Fahad.” Nayla collapses again, she clutches a strong photo of her husband. “I have to what, Fahad? Should I let you marry again? I should what? What should I do?!” Touching her chest that was in pain, Nayla tried to calm herself down. However, the more he tried to forget—pretending not to hear anything, his heart just got sicker. Her tears did not stop. Wanting to be angry, Nayla felt she had no right to be angry in the house.

“Yes Allah, add a sincere and strong feeling in my heart, do not let me be weak, add my patience.”

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“Where do you take the tea, Hannah?” asked Aunt Farida who sat her body on the dining table chair, after Ammi.

“To Miss Nayla's room, she hasn't come down yet, it's possible she's sick.” Hannah explained.

Yumna went down, she did not find her sister-in-law there. He asked Hannah, but Aunt Farida answered him. “Your beloved sister-in-law is trying to be the hostess of this house, so she asks for drinks and food delivered to the room.”

Yumna was offended, but she remembered Nayla's message not to fight the old man's words. He asked Hannah again, and the housekeeper answered him as if. Where he was worried because Nayla never went down, “I'm afraid Miss Nayla is sick,” said Hannah.

“He's not sick, he's spoiled. Watchful intruder kayak hostess.”

Again. Aunt Farida said without knowing what really happened. Oh, no, Aunt Farida knew what made Nayla cry, just .. she didn't know that her sister's daughter-in-law had heard all of Fahad's second wedding plans.

“Hannah, take the tea to her room. Check him, if Nayla is sick, call our doctor.”

Hannah nodded, obeying the orders of the house's great mistress. Hannah knocked on the door long enough, until Nayla finally opened the door in a bad condition. His eyes were puffy, his face was pale, very messy.

“Nona Nayla, why? Why is it pale like this?” panic Hannah. He barged in, “wait a minute, Miss, I call doctor.”

Nayla prevents him, she says that he is fine. Nayla tells Hannah to bring back the tea, she doesn't want to drink or eat. “Let me down by myself, Hannah, don't worry.”

Of course, Hannah didn't believe it. Saying fine, but what he saw .. was enough to explain that this young lady was not doing well. Hannah could not interfere too much, though she was eager to ask what was the cause of Nayla's puffy eyes, as well as a face that looked very pale.

“I'm just a little dizzy, Hannah, later also better.” Nayla re-emphasized, she needs nothing. Also, he asked not to tell anyone about his condition. Nayla is not ready to meet Ammi and Aunt Farida. What he heard last night, Nayla tried to forget. Hoping that what he heard was only a dream that would never come true.

Hannah came back down with a tray that had a cup of tea on it. “Sorry, Madam, Miss Nayla is just a little dizzy.”

“Sister-in-law is sick?” ask Yumna. He stood up, wanting to see Nayla. But Aunt Farida held him. With a speech that will surely hurt Nayla. “Auntie, my sister-in-law is really sick. I want to see him.”

“Now you're smart against what parents say, Yumna. It turns out that your brother-in-law can really take over power in this house.”

“Bibi—”

“Yumna, finish your breakfast first.” Ammi.

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