Love Nayla Sincerely

Poor Our Child

A couple is having a meeting with their co-worker. When two people were busy chatting about business, the wife asked permission to meet someone, because she had seen someone she knew.

"Mas, I went there first for a while," he told the husband, "Sorry I stayed a while, sir," now his gaze turned to the husband's client and was nodded by them both.

Three people who were sitting some distance from his seat, he thought the hijab woman he knew was with Mama and her brother, because the man had no visible face.

Slowly he approached the three of them who seemed to be busy chatting while waiting for their order to come.

"Nayla huh?" tanyakanya. Making his third attention turned towards the woman. The three of them seemed to be surprised by his arrival.

"Eh there's Auntie too," the woman did know Mama Adela because she had met several times.

"Herena huh? How are you, long time no see," Adela greeted the woman who looks like she is pregnant like her daughter with a friendly. Yes, she's Sherena, Farhan's ex-boyfriend. Adela met because Farhan often took Sherena to Adela's house before Fahri Mama's son Adela married, precisely when they were in college.

"Good thanks Tan, Aunt how are you, how are you?" tanyanya looked one by one of the three.

"Thank God we are good" only Adela answered Sherena's question.

"Nayla is getting prettier wearing a hijab, so envious. Finally Farhan's ambition to have a hijab-wearing wife was also accomplished" said Sherena smiling at Nayla.

"Bless you sister" Nayla returned Sherena's smile at a glance, then she looked back at her husband's face that seemed uncomfortable with her current condition.

"I'm sorry to bother you guys, if that's why I'm sorry," felt bad because the couple in front of him looked awkward with his presence.

"Sit down, relax, we're not disturbed, the food is also new to the message" Mama Adela invited Sherena to sit down.

Sherena sat down beside Adela, "Who are you Ren?" ask Adela.

Sherena pointed to the two people who were engrossed in chatting a little away from their table, "My husband Tan" she replied.

Adela looked at the two people who seemed to be busy discussing it, "Tante think you want to marry Farhan, uh it turns out he even married the son of Aunt," Adela did not know what happened almost two years ago, because Nayla had never told her why she could marry Farhan.

Sherena was getting more and more uneasy let alone seeing Nayla and Farhan seem to be uncomfortable with her presence. "Not Tan's soul mate" he replied.

"How many months is your current gestational age?" it seemed like Adela did not feel any awkwardness there.

"Seven Tan, how many Nayla?"

"Eight months, approximate next month's birth," Nayla did not answer but Adela.

Not long after the food came, Sherena finally chose to return to the husband's place, he did not want to interfere with their lunch. He did not expect that the man who was with the two people he knew was Farhan, because he thought he was Irfan.

Farhan breathes a sigh of relief when she learns that Sherena has accepted her husband, especially now that Sherena is pregnant. Farhan can guess if Sherena already loves her husband and forgets her. Unlike a few months ago when they met, Sherena was still expecting herself.

The mother turned to her daughter, "You jealous?" ask the Mama.

Nayla shook her head, "No, for whatever reason Ma was jealous," ate her food without looking at her husband.

Farhan only sighed, he already knew what would happen after this, moreover Mama Adela would go home, he had already asked Irfan to pick up at the mall.

After finishing their meal, they finally returned home because Irfan had come to pick up the mother.

During the trip Nayla seemed silent, even choosing to look at the streets and ignore the husband. Though usually when the two are like this, Nayla always tenders on the shoulder of the husband, until the car reaches the yard.

"Darling, are you mad at me?" farhan asked, he rubbed his wife's cheek to face him.

Currently the traffic lights are red, especially the road also looks jammed, proved the red light is still about three hundred meters from Farhan's car.

"No," answered Nayla without looking.

"If you are not angry try to face here" said Farhan.

Nayla flinched, she refused to look at her husband. Pregnant women are so, always changing their mood. His heart was easily fragile, even just with one's attitude could make his heart warp.

Farhan sighed, he refocused on his steering wheel, as the lights had already changed color. He will finish this later at home, because if on the road the result will not be good.

After a long time on the streets, they finally reached home. Nayla exited when the car stopped, slamming the car door to make Farhan surprised. Farhan immediately chased after his wife, because Nayla was walking in a hurry, afraid something happened to his wife.

Sure enough, Nayla ran up the stairs, "Honey, don't run, if you slip how? Careful dear," cried Farhan as he chased after the seemingly defeated wife while running up the stairs.

Farhan grabbed his wife's hand, stopped Nayla, and led her into the room. Nayla did not resist Farhan's treatment. He sat his wife on the bed, and she knelt before his beloved wife.

"I'm sorry if Mas's attitude, makes you angry," he said, holding his wife's hands and looking closely at her face.

"You're nyesel? Sherena's pregnant she's still pretty and sexy, but me? Weight is getting swollen," said Nayla, it turns out she was not confident when she saw Sherena earlier. Indeed Sherena looks beautiful, even the one that grows bigger is just his stomach, his entire body is still the same as before. Unlike Nayla, after pregnancy her weight has increased to date.

"Kok you say that anyway baby, I never regret, you are rich gini also for our children, about fat or slim for Mas does not matter that important you and our children are healthy," farhan.

"It was also a wonder how it fit to meet Sherena, like a misbehavior, Mas still love ya same him?" tuding Nayla, the pregnant woman felt that the husband still loved his ex.

"So Mas is just not good, Mas already no feeling whatever he loves, believe me, it's just the past," Farhan peeped several times the back of his wife's hand, his wife, then he sat down by his wife's side, holding her body in his arms.

"Not mind the things that make you angry, our son, he must also be angry and his mother is angry, already yes. Mas dear and love is just the same you," said Farhan still faithfully embrace the wife.

Nayla nodded, believing in her husband. Somehow he felt like he wanted to be angry with Farhan, but Farhan just kept quiet because Sherena talked to the mother.