Love Nayla Sincerely

Thank you, my wife

This day was really tiring plus fun, the article since this morning Nayla had to obey the bumil request that none other sister-in-law and her best friend. After breakfast, his best friend asked to make a cake, but Nayla had never made a cake, under the pretext of teaching her to make a cake, Nayla finally agreed. Sure enough, Icha only gave the command, he did not touch the ingredients of the cake, he only told while being the foreman for Nayla.

After making a cake, the pregnant woman asked to be accompanied by a drama, but as far as Nayla knew that her sister-in-law was not so fond of drama or film, she liked to read novels. But somehow this time he asked to be accompanied by a drama, Nayla also obeyed, he was happy because there were friends when watching his favorite romantic drama.

When going to lunch, his best friend asked to cook something, again Nayla obeyed, of course with Icha who became his cooking mentor.

What their husbands do somehow, waiting for the two wives busy themselves. It seems like they are also tired of waiting all day, of course, the two do not protest, afraid if the pregnant woman is sulking.

The wife's husband came home almost dusk, completely interrupting the newlyweds' holiday. But Nayla does not mind everything, she still enjoys doing all things with her best friend.

"Capek huh? Nurutin all Icha's requests," asked Farhan, both of whom were now sitting on the sofa, after cleaning themselves.

Nayla who straightened her legs on the sofa nodded, "Lumayan, but she was also smiling, we haven't been able to be together like that for a long time," the girl explained. He slightly pinched his feet.

"After Icha got married, we rarely like that doing activities together, I'm not good at her in-laws' house, even though there used to be only the two of them, not good at the same Al as well," he added.

"Do you want me to get a pijitin?" Farhan made an offer.

Nayla lowered her legs, then shook her head, "No need, I'm not tired anyway" Nayla refused, for now she could not accept Farhan's offer either if someday.

"really? I'm serious about this, good again, rarely get a good offer like that" Farhan added.

"Yes, I'm not tired" again Nayla refused.

"Okay now change, I offered now I ask," Farhan smiled as he watched Nayla's face turn confused.

"Ask what?" nayla asked, fearing that Farhan might ask for something she wasn't ready to do.

"What do you want, what do I ask for?" Farhan smiled seductively as he asked that.

Nayla shakes.

Farhan was still with a meaningful smile, he loved to tease the girl. "I don't ask for macems, just ask for one of a kind" he said with a wink.

How is Nayla's face now? When getting a blink of an eye from Farhan, of course it was flushed like a boiled tomato.

Farhan moved from his seat, as he was sitting on the single sofa, he approached Nyla and sat down by the girl's side. "Because you don't want me to go so, I asked for it in the jeepitin" he said after sitting down.

"Do you want to kiss your husband?" ask Farhan.

Nayla refused, but it was impossible if she hesitated a little, but she nodded.

Farhan smiled, "Pijitin back only," he positioned himself in front of Nayla, with his back to the girl.

Nayla raises her legs, rests her body on both knees, her hands begin to touch Farhan's back which is covered by a t-shirt. He slowly stomped on Farhan's back, as he could because he rarely scolded people.

"Yes," answered Nayla a little hesitantly.

Farhan grabbed both hands of Nayla, until now it looks like Nayla is hugging Farhan's neck from behind. Nayla was nervous, but she did not resist Farhan's treatment, a split second later she was surprised that Farhan had alternately dyed his hands. Even his face turned red with embarrassment.

"Thank you to my wife" said Farhan, then he turned his back and now faced Nayla.

Nayla froze with Farhan's treatment, her brain seemed to stop instantly.

"Just smelling my hands this bad, how about if I kiss another one," Farhan chuckled at Nayla's face, happy to make the girl shy of the cat.

"Say I want to eat out, let's get ready, or do I want to kiss in a different place?" farhan asked, he said that because it seemed like Nayla was not fully aware.

"Yes Mas, I am ready" he said, then moved from his seat and released his hands that were still in Farhan's grasp.

Nayla walks into the dressing room, she sees herself in the mirror in the room. Then patted both of his cheeks.

"Why can I be that shy anyway, and where did Mas Farhan realize it" murmured Nayla.

"Don't be long Nay," cried Farhan, from the outside.

"Yes Mas," Nayla immediately opened the closet that stores her clothes, then chose one of the dresses that she thought fit. After wearing it Nayla came out, then she stepped towards the dresser, dressing herself in makes up.

"Are you ready?" farhan asked, after he came out of the walk in closet to change clothes.

"Here you are," the girl stood up, then stepped closer to Farhan.

"Why do I realize now yes, if you are actually beautiful, when we often meet face to face," said Farhan, he noticed Nayla's graceful appearance, with a baby blue dress, the length is below the knee, shoes with heels are not too high, because the body is a little higher.

Nayla only smiled shyly in response to Farhan's remarks, as she was at a loss as to what to answer.

Then Farhan grabbed one of Nayla's hands, holding the girl's hand, because it was impossible for Nayla to take the initiative first.

Since Nayla's heart has been racing quickly, she even took a long breath and exhaled slowly because of the tightness of her chest. Either Farhan realized that or not. If every day she was treated like that, then in just a matter of days she would have fallen in love with her husband. But I don't know about Farhan, considering that he loved his ex-girlfriend so much.

Farhan still clasped Nayla's hand, even when she was in the yard when she was about to enter the car she opened the car for Nayla. After Nayla entered she caught up with him, entering through the door next to the wheel.

Inside the car they looked silent, Nayla dissolved in her mind. He thought, did Farhan do that to Sherena when they were dating? He became agitated himself thinking of something he should not have thought of.

"Why Nay?" farhan asked when he realized Nayla was shaking her head, knowing she was thinking about something.

"That's okay, Mas" replied Nayla, smiling and looking at Farhan from the side, as her husband focused on driving.

Seriate.....