Love Nayla Sincerely

Can You Play With Them?

After getting out of the hospital, Farhan drove his car at a moderate speed. The smile on her lips did not fade in the least since coming out of Doctor Risna's room, as well as Nayla, she seemed happy especially when she saw her husband so happy, making her happiness multiply. Farhan pulled the wife's body to lean against her chest, though making it difficult for her to drive, but Farhan remained comfortable with the situation.

Farhan turns his car into a supermarket.

"Why are we here, baby?" asked Nayla, she did not want to shop for home needs but why did her husband take her to the supermarket? Think Nayla.

"Mas wants to buy something, if you don't want to come down here, it's also okay, but if you want to come along," replied Farhan.

Nayla chooses to go to the supermarket, she wants to know what her husband wants to buy.

The two of them went inside the supermarket, Farhan picked up a walking trolley and pushed it. He took some snacks, snacks and others. Until when taking formula milk, he saw milk for pregnant women.

"Darling, what do you choose?" farhan asked his wife, then he took formula milk for toddlers, making Nayla stop her activities choosing milk for herself.

"Who do you want to love, Mas? Is that kids' milk?" ask Nayla curiously.

"Some, you'll know. Now choose the milk you want, and choose something you want too" Farhan said.

Nayla followed the words of her husband, choosing some milk fariant pregnant women, so as not to get bored when drinking it if there are some fariant flavors.

Not long after they finished their shopping.

"Bak as usual, yes" said Farhan to a cashier who seemed to know Farhan.

"Okay sir" the cashier said respectfully.

Nayla was astonished by Farhan's behavior, as if they already knew each other. He thought hard, but found no answer. It is impossible if the supermarket belongs to her husband, because he knows her husband's family does not own a supermarket.

"Let's go, baby" Farhan's words awaken Nayla from her daydream.

Both Farhan's hands are filled with a lot of groceries, most of which are snacks and there are some formula milk. The two walked towards Farhan's car which was parked neatly in front of the supermarket.

"The employee seemed to have memorized the same as you? How can?" ask Nayla who was curious.

"Yes can dong, Mas has long been a subscription in the supermarket," replied Farhan who was right.

Nayla frowned, "Take it to that memorization anyway?" ask again.

Farhan only smiled, bringing his wife's body back into his chest. Nayla resigned to the treatment of her husband, she was also still lazy to interrogate because of the sudden drowsiness attacked her body. Farhan drove his car to somewhere.

Some time passed, Farhan had parked his car in the courtyard of a building. But he had not yet come out of the car, because the wife was still sound in her dreams.

"Darling, wakeup. It's up, let's go down" Farhan said as he stroked the top of Nayla's head covered by a veil.

"Emh, have you arrived yet? I slept well" said Nayla, then she looked around outside the car. This was not where he had imagined it, but they were like they were in a village.

Nayla thought Farhan would take her for a walk to the beach or to the hills, apparently not.

"Mas, why are you here to do anything?" ask Nayla.

"Let's go in first, later you will know," said Farhan, his hand outstretched to fix the nayla hijab order that looks messy.

"Sip, it's beautiful" she said after confirming Nayla's hijab.

"And you were beautiful long ago" Nayla said, pursing her lips.

Nayla who heard Farhan's words, her cheeks look red. Then she followed her husband to get out of the car. Not yet opened the door, but the door was already open first, who else would have opened it if not Farhan.

"What the hell is this place?" nayla asked because she had not received an answer from her husband.

"Let's go in later you'll know," said Farhan then grabbed one of the wife's hands to hold her.

Farhan said his greetings, before long a middle-aged woman approached them, then invited them to enter.

Nayla only realized what the moment was after entering the room, because in the room there were several photos and also the name of an orphanage.

"I am very happy that Mr. Farhan and his wife want to visit here" said the middle-aged woman.

"Yes Buk together, we're here to meet the kids, can't we Buk?" ask Farhan.

"Oh sir, let me take you, please" said the woman. Then they went deeper into the building.

It turned out that after the living room, there was a large garden, some children playing there. The front of the park seems like a room for the children of the orphanage.

The middle-aged woman who was probably the nanny's mother was also farewell, after dropping them off.

"When did you know about this home? It seems like the mothers had memorized it altogether Mas," asked Nayla who was curious.

"Actually it has been a long time, but Mas has not been able to invite you here," replied Farhan.

Seeing Farhan's arrival, the children in the orphanage were seen scrambling to shake hands with the couple.

"Ana, invite two of your friends to grab a snack in the car Brother yes, had forgotten," said Farhan to a daughter who was about fifteen years old.

"Ready Kaka" said the girl. Then he brought two friends to pick up some snacks that had been bought by Farhan.

"Why do you know his name?" Nayla was astonished again, why could her husband know one of the orphanage children there.

"He was a tramp, his parents were gone by accident. Mas met him while doing social service while still in college a few years ago, he told us about his life, then Mas took the initiative to put him in this home. Alhamdulillah said he felt at home living here," Farhan told the beginning of meeting with the little girl named Ana.

"Mas family, since Grandpa used to donate often in this home. Mas told the supermarket attendant to send groceries to this home, why the supermarket clerk knew me because of that," Farhan answered the question Nayla asked while she was still in the car.

Nayla just 'oh' ria. She is proud of her husband's family, and they often share happiness with those who are less able.

They were both sitting on a park bench, watching the children play there. Most of the children in the orphanage were young, it seemed like only Ana was the largest in the orphanage, or there were others, whether Nayla did not know.

"Can I play with them?" nayla asked as she pointed towards the children who were playing.

"May come," Farhan also took part in playing with the children.

The orphanage children look happy while playing guesswork with Farhan and Nayla. Because when the wrong questions from the two, the children had to sing in front of their friends.

Nayla smiled happily, looking at the husband who easily made them laugh.

Seriate.....

Sorry late, a little obstacle.