My Husband's Wedding

Acquaintance

In the afternoon, with the sun so bright. Nayla, Zidan and Hamdi finally say goodbye to Aisyah's mother to go home soon. The three began to kiss Mother Aisyah's hand and hug her without saying that the three today were going to leave for Bali Island.

Not that she intended to hide everything, but Nayla and Zidan had thought everything was mature so that Mother Aisyah was not too worried about the plan they were going to run.

"Mom, Nayla same Mas Zidan say go first huh. We're going on holiday out of town with Hamdi. Good mother is good here, oh yes, In Sya Allah Siska same mother Widya will play here. Take care of the health of the mother, if anything, call me immediately" said Nayla, hugging the body of a middle-aged woman in front of her.

"Yes son. I'll take good care of you. You don't worry, I must miss Nayla very much and don't forget, take good care of yourself too."

Aisyah's mother hugged Nayla's body tightly and kissed her head gently.

"Oh yeah, enjoy your vacation, tell mom the good news as soon as possible. I hope that after you come home for the holidays, you bring the news that Nayla will be a mother"

Aisyah's mother smiled at Zidan and Nayla. Both of them were embarrassed to hear the words of Mother Aisyah who wanted Nayla to get pregnant.

"Yes mom, of course. Zidan is an expert at that. For sure he'll give mother of twelve grandchildren to be the football team" a booming laugh from Hamdi's mouth that so smoothly mocked Nayla and Zidan.

"Of course I'll give mom a lot of grandchildren. Let baby Siska have a lot of friends at home. In addition, let my house be crowded with the voices of children. Yes, it is time for us to leave. Mother heart yes"

Zidan, Nayla and Hamdi soon pass leaving Mother Aisyah who stared at her third back disappearing into Zidan's favorite red car.

Lambayan hands from Nayla make Aisyah's mother so happy to see her daughter can now be happy with her new husband. Unlike the household that used to be with Bian, full of lies and sheer lust.

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Zidan's luxury car is now parked at the airport. The three walked hurriedly towards the passenger seat on the plane they were about to board. Zidan helps Nayla push the suitcase while Hamdi is busy with so much luggage.

"Can't you help me? this weight" ketus Hamdi.

A second later Zidan and Nayla turned to Hamdi who was pushing two suitcases and holding a large bag in his left hand.

"Who told you to bring a lot of stuff? anyways we're going there to catch that little boy seta*n it's not for the holidays. Different again if I'm with Nayla, we will all honeymoon there and do romantic things. You just ask Nikita to be a friend"

"Basic friends have no persuasion"

A few minutes later, Nayla, Zidan and Hamdi were already seated in VIP seats. Following directions from the flight attendants, the three put on their seat belts and began praying that their journey would be smooth and safe until their destination.

The distance is quite far, making Nayla slowly feel sleepy until she is unconscious now leaning on Zidan's shoulder. Zidan who felt sorry for his wife began to gently rub the head of the wife and kiss the tip of her head slowly.

The journey that took a lot of time made the three sleep in the plane and woke up when the plane began to land. Hamdi immediately patted the shoulders of Zidan and Nayla as the pesawar prepared to land.

"And, Dan, get up. We'll be there soon."

"And, Dan. Zidan!" with a pretty hard punch on Zidan's shoulders. Finally Zidan woke up and rubbed his eyes that felt so tight.

With a confused face he began to look into his surroundings that were filled with people.

"Where are we Ham?" ask polo Zidan.

Hamdi patted his forehead and began to inhale violently in annoyance.

"Are you amnesiac or forgot? we have a handsome Zaidani Atmaja"

"Dear awake. We'll be here soon"

With a single word, Nayla then opened her eyes and looked at her husband.

"We've arrived yet? ko's fast?"

"Not fast, Miss Zidan. But you who are so sound asleep here. Tidy up your clothes first and ready to be ready we'll be down soon"

Hamdi began to justify his tangled clothes, followed by Nayla who began to justify the location of her hijab that was slanted because it fell asleep on Zidan's shoulders. Zidan began to tidy his hair to look handsome.

The plane has landed in the airport. The three were so enthusiastic to see the situation around yabg so bright and began to ride a car that had been booked long before they left.

"Where are we going, sir?" ask the driver politely.

Zidan was sitting in the middle of the passenger seat, and Hamdi and Nayla were on his right and left.

"We're going to an inn on the beach, sir. Please get us there quickly because someone is waiting for us there"

The driver nodded and started to run the car quickly. The weather is so bright, making the sun that will sink display the rays of his waist that is so beautiful. Nayla stared at the windshield of the car and enjoyed every gust of wind that hit her face.

The trip was so fast that Nayla, Zidan and Hamdi immediately got out of the car when they reached the inn yard. The cool air and the strong wind made Nayla cold and asked Hamdi to enter the inn immediately.

"This lodge I've rented so there won't be anyone else but us. Oh yeah, Nikita's been in waiting for us since noon. I called him before you hit me in the apartment earlier"

Zidan nodded his head and started walking in tandem with Nayla trailing behind Hamdi.

The sound of the door opening, making the figure of a woman sitting in the living room spontaneously turned towards the three.

"Hamdi" cried Nikita who got up and hugged her cousin tightly.

Zidan glared sharply at Hamdi who was silent with a fearful expression as Zidan continued to look at him with an eagle gaze.

Slowly Nikita began to let go of her embrace and immediately shook hands with Nayla.

"Include me Nikita" he said kindly.

"I'm Nayla. It's nice to meet you"

A moment later, Nikita who was about to shake hands with Zidan got a pull from Hamdi who whispered in his ear.

"Oh this is your husband Nayla?" ask him casually.

"Yes. He's Mas Zidan, my husband"

Zidan cupped his hands in his chest and looked at Nayla with a smile.

The clothes worn by Nikita are enough to make Zidan and Nayla feel uncomfortable because she only uses a beach skirt and a fairly open top.

Note: Sorry if there is a delay in the new up part because the authority is a little less healthy which makes it not focused on making the story🙏