Love Nayla Sincerely

Nagi Promises

"Are you awake, baby?" farhan asked as he entered the room inside his study. He saw Nayla sleeping while playing the phone in her hand.

Nayla turned to the source of the voice, "I'm not sleeping Mas" replied Nayla and she moved from her sleep. "You going home now?" tanyakanya.

"Yes, we pray and go home" replied Farhan.

"Eat outside Mas" said Nayla, he got out of bed and approached her husband.

"By me," Farhan agreed to Nayla's request.

Both of them left Farhan's room to the mosque in the office. Carry out their obligations. The employees were no stranger to the sights they saw, as Farhan was used to carrying out his duties there, even when Nayla came to the office as she is today.

After the prayer both directly out of the company. Farhan drove his car with a medium slant, before how long Farhan turned his car in a cafe. Get out of the car and open the door for Nayla.

Nayla wrapped her arms around her husband, and the two entered the cafe which looked crowded. Looking for the right seat, after finding it they sat there. Eat the food they like and wait for it to be served.

It did not take long, the food was served, they enjoyed the meal, sometimes Farhan did not hesitate to feed Nayla, and his wife accepted happily. Both of them look like lovers, because they look young.

After finishing the meal, the two did not go home, chatting for a while while enjoying the atmosphere of a cafe that presents a romantic atmosphere, because of the singer who was singing a romantic song.

Suddenly someone came to him.

"Bang, may I speak to Nayla" said the young man, who dared to approach Nayla even with her husband.

Nayla bringsut approached Farhan, he looked at Farhan so as not to give the person permission. It was as if Farhan understood Nayla's blind gaze, then he had his wife's waist down in a positive manner.

Farhan turned to look at the young man who was still standing waiting for his answer. "May, please do what you want to say, talk" said Farhan.

"Replace ...."

Farhan interrupted the young man's words, as if he knew what the young man was trying to say.

"Here alone, Nayla's problem is also my problem, you have a problem with Nayla means you also have a problem with me, because she is my wife," said Farhan, he pressed the word 'wife' so that the young man realized that Nayla was his.

The young man who was none other than Irfan, he was annoyed by clenching his two hands. He even sounds like he is sighing.

"OK, nothing," said the young man. He chose to give up now, but not in the future, because he will continue to try to get what he wants.

"Okay, now I give it up first. Pretend to be nice to Nayla so she doesn't stay away. And when he gets back close to me, then I will do something" said Irfan in his mind.

Irfan let out a long sigh before starting to speak, "Nay, I just want to apologize to you, I'm real sorry. Now I realize you already have a husband, and I have no right to ngekik your life," he said, made as if really sorry, but it's just his wits.

"Bang, I'm sorry for ruining your lives, I promise I won't bother Nayla again" he added.

Farhan just nodded, he was reluctant to reply to the young man's words because he did not want to be ignited emotions, considering Irfan was the sister of his best friend. Moreover, Nayla since earlier she avoids eye gazes with Irfan, she is even reluctant to see Irfan's face.

Feeling that if they do not want to chimed in, Irfan also said goodbye, "Gue saying goodbye, that's all I want to talk about," he said and left the couple.

"Yes, I hope so. Even so I still don't believe completely in him Mas," Nayla chimed, he didn't want to believe just like that with Irfan.

"Mas also agrees with you, the important thing is that you be careful with him" said Farhan, he did not believe in Irfan completely. "Let's go home, Maghrib time is running out, we pray in the mosque across the street," Farhan first paid for their food. Then the two of them came out of the cafe to the mosque called by Farhan earlier.

After performing the prayer, the two went straight home. Because so jammed they just arrived home after traveling an hour. Arriving at home, they go directly into the room, to clean the body and perform prayers isya' because the time has shown hours of prayer isya'.

"Who wants to take a shower? I what are you?" nayla asked, after she put Farhan's bag and suit in place. Then she walked to the closet, looking for a change of clothes for her and for her husband.

Farhan walked towards Nayla who was picking up a change of clothes, hugged her wife from behind and drowned her head in the recess of Nayla's neck. "Mandi together aja darling," said Farhan in the right on the earlobe of Nayla, to make the woman a little keel.

Nayla stopped her work, "Mas, amused ah," he said.

"Bring together, yes" repeated Farhan, he was still attached like a caterpillar.

"No, do you want us to catch a cold? It's late, I guess what it's like if we take a shower together. Later that night if you want it," refused Nayla, he could already guess if bathing together then not only bathing happened.

"Seriously huh? If so Mas took a shower first," said Farhan with enthusiasm, he peeked at Nayla's cheek, took off his arms at the wife and went into the bathroom.

Nayla was just shaking her head at her husband's behavior. In the past she never even knew the other side of Farhan, after becoming a full wife she just knew if her husband was as spoiled as that against her.

"Honey, take handung dong, just forgot," said Farhan as he stuck his head behind the bathroom door.

Nayla rushes to give Farhan a towel, "In habit, it's not old yet forgetful, what if you're old try?" ask Nayla.

Farhan scowled, "Involuntarily," he said and went into the bathroom again.

After Farhan finished taking an alternate bath with Nayla, it didn't take Nayla a long bath. After that they also perform prayer isya' meramaah.

After the prayer, Nayla did her college work. While Farhan as usual, he saw some incoming emails. They do that in the room, because it's usually like that.

Farhan glanced at Nayla who looked serious about doing her job. Though he was bored, he approached Nayla and sat down by her side. He rests his head on his wife's shoulder.

"Dear of the night dear, have continued tomorrow again," said Farhan spoiled.

"For another five minutes" Nayla said without looking at Farhan.

Farhan did not respond, but he still faithfully leaned on the wife's shoulder, as if he did not feel that Nayla was disturbed by her like that.

Five minutes passed, Nayla stretched her hands up, stretching out muscles that felt stiff. "Alhamdulillah, it's finally over, too" he said.

"Mas, take your word" said Farhan, winking one eye.

Seriate....