Love Nayla Sincerely

This means What?

"What does this mean?" farhan asked, he showed me a picture of himself.

Nayla closed her mouth in surprise, why did she forget the photo. As he remembered the photo he had deleted, but in fact not yet.

"Em ... it .. anu," said Nayla stammered, she was confused to explain how.

Farhan scrunched his forehead, "That's, what's wrong?" tanyakanya.

Nayla took a deep breath, "That's Icha keeping Mas Farhan's photo," he said, he did not want to be honest, ashamed if he had to be honest, he thought.

"It's not like he, just answer honestly, I don't care if you're honest." Farhan looked at Nayla, who was stared at, putting her face to shame.

"Nay, look at me, keep telling the truth" Farhan asked.

Nayla ventured to look at Farhan's face, but she grew more nervous as she looked at that face, "That's me who saves" she replied. He's back down.

"I was amazed at Mas Farhan, being able to love his sisters, even I who was not his sister only felt the affection of an older brother from Mas Farhan," explained Nayla.

Farhan did not say anything, knowing that Nayla would continue her story.

"While my own brother never thought I existed," a drop of clear water escaped from his eye sling, "I don't even know what's wrong with me, my older brother never liked me, I asked Mama, Papa, they always answered, Your brother is like that Nay, but I don't think he's like that only with me, if with Kak Arumi he's acting normal," Nayla wiped away her tears that flooded her beautiful face, "Since I knew Mas Farhan, I admired you, I was amazed that Mas could love Mas's sisters sincerely" she added.

Farhan placed the laptop on the table, then he grabbed Nayla's body into his arms. He rubbed Nayla's back, "Have not cried anymore, Your brother may have his own reasons, the important thing is that you do not retaliate with the same treatment," still faithfully rubbed his wife's back.

"Yes, even though I was also upset, but I was annoyed for only a moment, later if I meet again I will talk to him," Farhan added.

Nayla was still crying in Farhan's arms, she did not return the hug.

"Cry if it makes you calmer,"

Nayla let go of Farhan's embrace, shaking her head, "What am I crying about, if it won't change," she wiped her tears.

Farhan also cursed Nayla's tears with his knuckles. "Yes, no need to think about it" he said.

Nayla nodded, "Yes Mas" he said, then changed his seat to no longer face Farhan.

"We pray maghrib, yes, I pray at home with you" said Farhan, because he usually prays at the mosque when he is at home. At this time he wanted to pray at home, because he saw Nayla like that, so he did not have the heart to leave the girl.

Nayla nodded, then she moved from her seat to the bathroom.

Both are ready to pray, of course Farhan as his priest.

Just this time Nayla heard Farhan's sweet voice while chanting the holy verse, she was so enjoying the beautiful chant. Even without feeling his tears trickled to hear Farhan reciting the holy verse.

After finishing the prayer, Farhan turned his body, he thrust his hand to be kissed by Nayla, seeming doubtful Nayla also received and kissed the back of Farhan's hand. He was happy, because Farhan really kept his promise to learn to love, looking with the sweet attitude that Farhan gave. Maybe he really opened his heart to Nayla.

"Here, don't think about it anymore," Farhan thought Nayla was still thinking about the problem, but she thought of something else.

"Yes," said Nayla.

Nayla took off her face, and so did Farhan. He took off his prayer clothes.

"Let's eat, I'm curious about your cooking" Farhan asked.

Both of them went out of the room to the dining room, in the dining room Farhan smiled to see the creations of Nayla cuisine, looks beautiful but somehow it feels like what. Hope it is as beautiful as it looks.

"All, I'm curious about the taste of the cuisine, as well" said Farhan with a smile.

Nayla's heart flowered to hear Farhan's simple words. It makes her even more excited to cook.

Nayla placed the plate filled with rice and side dishes in front of Farhan, and he took the rice and side dishes for himself.

Nayla gives Farhan away, when Farhan puts a mouthful of rice in her mouth. A moment later Farhan smiled.

"Where does it taste?" ask Nayla, curious.

Farhan nodded, "Enak, you try it yourself" Farhan replied.

Nayla started scooping the rice and side dishes, she stuffed the food into her mouth. He smiled awkwardly, "His sweetness?" he said after chewing the food in his mouth.

"Slightly, but quite a bit more than this morning," Farhan smiled, "There's still plenty of time to fix it, tomorrow it's cooking again yes, I'm ready to be the judge," he added, still smiling at Nayla.

Of course Nayla was happy to hear Farhan's words, it turned out that her husband was so kind. Support her to keep learning so she can cook.

The two resumed eating, they looked silent enjoying the food cooked by Nayla. Although it tastes a little sweet, but still can be eaten.

After finishing her dinner, Nayla tidied up the dirty dishes from their food, frowning while Farhan was still faithfully sitting in his chair, and watching Nayla.

"Why is it still there?" ask Nayla.

"You wait for you" smiled, "No need to wash, let Bibik do the dishes" he added.

"Tap ..." Before Nayla finished her words Farhan first grabbed Nayla's hand, and then he took Nayla out of the kitchen with the girl's hand.

According to Nayla, she followed Farhan's steps while continuing to look at the hand held by her husband.

They reached the room, and Farhan took off his hand, and sat down on the sofa. Nayla was still in the middle of the room.

"Why daydream again Nay?" farhan asked when he found Nayla never moving from her place.

"Here, I want to talk." Farhan waved his hand, and Nayla approached.

Nayla walked over to Farhan, and sat down beside her husband. She sat down and lowered her head, inexplicably embarrassed to face her husband. Before she became Farhan's wife, she used to be near Farhan.

"Nayla," called Farhan, and he called Nayla to look at her.

Sure enough Nayla raised her head, she looked at Farhan, "Yes Mas" he said.

"Tomorrow Sunday, how about we go for a walk? In order to get to know each other, you agree?" ask Farhan.

"I'm going with you" replied Nayla.

"Okay, tomorrow we go. Where do you think you're good? Watch it? The beach? or to the park?" asked Farhan again, he gave Nayla a choice.

Nayla thought for a moment, "The beach seems more exciting" replied Nayla.

"Okay, we're going to the beach tomorrow yeah," Farhan broke up.

Seriate....