Love Nayla Sincerely

I'm Kira Nayla

In the afternoon Nayla returned home, as there was no way she would stay at her mother's house without Farhan. Make sure both parents are suspicious. He went home to bring his car at the house of the mother, although the car was not as luxurious as the car that Farhan bought but it was better, than using a car that should not be for him. Yes Nayla so feel awkward to use all the items that are intended for Sherena.

"Assalamu'alaikum, Mas Farhan no Bik?" said Nayla's greeting, followed by the question he threw at his assistant.

"Wa'alaikumussalam, there is Non, in the room it seems, because since the house was not out of the room, it seems like Father was having a problem, Non," replied Bik Sumi who was cooking in the kitchen, who was cooking in the kitchen, he saw Farhan coming home not okay.

"What problem Bik? Where did you go?" a lot of questions came to Nayla's mind,

"I don't know what the problem is Non, but it came out the same Mr. Dika, back and forth like being angry with someone, visible from his face," the maid explained.

"Judah I go up first Bik, let me see," said Nayla, then she sauntered into their room.

Opening the door, Farhan was in the room, sitting on the sofa with a laptop.

"Have you satisfied with the date?" farhan asked in a cynical tone, without taking his eyes off the laptop.

"Who's dating?" Nayla asked back, because she did not feel dating someone.

Farhan snorted, but he did not speak in the slightest, choosing to continue his work. Of course Nayla was confused to see Farhan change, this morning her husband was still as usual, why is it so different now? He did not dare to ask much, even wanted to ask about the dream last night there was no courage.

Nayla opts out of the room, she will help the art of cooking, rather than in the room making her mood uncomfortable.

Unlike usual, Farhan had just returned from the mosque after Isya' because usually her husband after the maghrib prayer in the mosque he would return home and sometimes pray Isya' also at home, it makes Nayla become more astonished, again Nayla chose to cuek, he was a little prestige want him in greeting first. Even with Farhan, he wanted Nayla to explain the events of today without being asked, really both attach importance to their selfishness.

After dinner in silence, no one even wants to say hello first. Farhan first went upstairs, he entered his study. While Nayla, choosing to clean up their former food, after finishing she just entered the room.

Looking around the room, the husband was not inside, he was sure Farhan was in the workspace. Though Farhan had always worked in the room to accompany him to study, but this time, the man chose to avoid Nayla, making Nayla's heart ache. Already sick with the incident last night, plus ignored by her husband, without feeling clear water dripping from her eye patch, she seka roughly and then went up to the bed, opening her phone was a lot of messages from her friends. The first he saw from Irfan, the young man asked how Nayla was doing, he also asked how her husband was doing.

Nayla even told him everything, he had already told the young man from the beginning. The message that initially expressed the sadness of Nayla, now becomes more exciting by discussing trivial things, even though Nayla rarely ever reply to someone's message until such, she used to be more indifferent, but she was more indifferent, but somehow the existence of Irfan makes him forget a moment of trouble.

Even Nayla was unconscious when Farhan walked into the room. The man smiled bitterly when he found his wife smiling herself while holding a cellphone, he guessed that Nayla was replying to a message with no one, but his mind was on someone who was this morning with his wife, he said, Irfan.

Farhan twisted his body, he did not go into the room, better go back to his study.

"With everyone else, maybe the real reason he was deliberately cold, so that he could easily get away," Farhan murmured, of course the man became misunderstood, after seeing Nayla's different attitude when with other people.

Nayla glanced at the clock, already at 22:00 but Farhan had not yet returned to the room, she wanted to approach her husband but was reluctant, then she decided to go to the kitchen, making her husband warm brown as usual. After the warm chocolate so, he was confused, there was no courage to give it directly, and it just so happened that the art came.

"Sir, may you please?" ask Nayla.

"May Non, ask for help what?"

"Please give this to Mas Farhan, he's in his study, don't tell me I made it,"

"Please Bik, yes," pleaded as she held her hands together on her chest.

"Yes, Nope,"

Bik Sumi stepped up, Nayla followed behind, waiting in front of the room until the art came out of Farhan's room, wanting to know what Farhan's reaction was like.

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"Come in" said Farhan from the inside.

"I guess Nayla," Farhan's inner, he breathed a rough breath. When he found the servant coming in. He wishes Nayla had a drink in line for him.

Bik Sumi came in, "This is the drink sir." Put the drink on the table.

"I'm not asking for Bik" Farhan scrunched his forehead, staring at the art in full search.

Bik Sumi looked wrong, he was confused to answer what, "Anu .. that's me, excuse me sir," the maid just went without chiming Farhan's words.

"It turns out it's still the same as me" Farhan murmured, knowing that it was Nayla who made him drink, because of the girl's habit when Farhan worked late, making him a glass of warm chocolate.

Farhan smiled, then took the glass and drank it.

While outside the room, Bik Sumi was being interrogated by Nayla.

"Where's Bik?" nayla asked as the art came out of Farhan's study.

"Father seems to suspect that Non made his drink, Bibik will not make him drink without asking the same Father, Non," explained the art.

Nayla sighed, "Jaudah is Bik, the important thing is that he wants to drink, Bibik can come back again," said Nayla, then he entered the room.

Laying down on the bed, the net stared at the ceiling of the room. He thought about how to talk to Farhan if the man chose to be quiet and careless like that. Though this morning he started, but somehow he felt the taste was not very good in cuekin by his own husband.

Nayla also thought, if Farhan deliberately reciprocated his actions this morning, but he wondered why he had to reply instead of persuading Nayla to return to her original condition.

Without feeling he fell asleep in such a state, sleeping on his back in the middle of the bed, already made sure Farhan will not get a bed because it is controlled by Nayla.

Seriate....