Pendant For The Queen

83. Complete Evidence and Dilemma

Nayla closed her mouth with both hands hearing Andre's words. Andre nibbled his temple.

"Let you know, I love Sandy juice there's poison but she's lucky her life didn't pass! I'm the one who told people to get some stimulant drugs into Sandy's drink, let her take it out with Amira! Allea will be angry and divorce Sandy! But again I failed too!" Andre Erang. Nayla shook her head in disbelief.

"That makes me the most regret, the incident in the supermarket parking lot, which made Allea miscarry at that time.because accidentally my man was seen by Sandy!"

"It turns out you're really crazy huh Dre! You have no feelings!" scream Nayla.

"Yes! Yes, I am crazy! I'm crazy because Allea still won't open her heart even though Sandy already made it look like impregnating Amira!"

"What did you say?!" Nayla clutches Andre's collar. "So you mean"

"Sandy didn't impregnate Amira, me and Amira were trapping Sandy in the hotel at the time!" sela Andre who resigned in the clutches of Nayla.

"You are indeed-"

"What's? What do you want? Want to hit me? Hit it! Hit me all! I'm behind all this, satisfied you?!"

"Aarghhh!" Bugs!!

One blow from Nayla's hand landed on the corner of Andre's lips until Andre collapsed on the sofa. Maybe because of the influence of alcohol that had made him lose energy, Andre could not immediately wake up his body.

"Hit again! Hit Nay...!!" erang Andre tried to sit down and pulled Nayla's hand and brought it to his face. But Nayla flinched, her body petrified instantly.

A second later Andre lowered his head, propped his forehead with one hand then sobbed. Nayla seemed to wake up from her anger seeing Andre crying and blood was flowing in the corner of Andre's lips. It seems like he was so strong to send his punch earlier because he felt that he did not accept Andre had damaged his best friend's household. Nayla sighed while sitting her body facing Andre. He regrets being carried away by emotions, but he should be calm so that Andre also more flowed to tell the truth that he did not know.

"Sorry.." - Nayla shrugged Andre's shoulder.

"No papa, I deserve a koq" Andre still sobbed little. "I know this is all wrong.I shouldn't do all those stupid things. But I can't easily see Allea with Sandy either. You know, every night I've always imagined what Allea did with Sandy, I don't want Nay!" andre looked so sad. Nayla just kept listening.

"You know, for me there's no woman like Allea! There's no one like him!" the word Andre looked at Nayla sharply made Nayla's heart melt.

"Yes! I get it, I know!" answer Nayla sarcas. There was a little jealousy with Andre.

'I am also self-conscious!' inner Nayla bitter.

"But I also did not expect.pursuing Allea will even feel this painful.." sob Andre then threw an empty beer can into a wall full of emotions. Nayla was too high.

"Makanya dong, udaaah.kamu lupaiiiin.do not again follow your obsession, your crazy desire here!" nayla growled while squeezing Andre's shoulder.

His eyes were teary, between annoyance, pity but also pain in his heart.

"Alleaaa.sorry me, I'm such a jerk! I'm a fucking asshole! Because of me you lost your future son!" erang Andre beat his face and head.

"Andre's enough! Stopit! Stop, shhhh...!" Nayla immediately grabbed Andre into his arms and Andre was even more sobbing in Nayla's arms. "Udah, don't hurt yourself!" nayla whispered tears.

For a minute they spoke nothing, they both cried but with different thoughts. Nayla turned off her cell phone recording and let Andre vent his emotions until he was satisfied. After feeling calmer Andre slumped his head on Nayla's lap while squeezing his hair. Nayla adjusted her breathing, between blushing and pity in the man who was now slumped in her lap.

"Dre.."

"Hmmm.."

"You get some rest, I want to go home" said Nayla to wake Andre's head.

"Don't go home yet!" Andre held his head.

"It's late at night!"

"It's only 8 o'clock, I'll drop off. Your motorbike is in the cafe parking lot earlier, you want to go home what ride?"

"Ojects exist, online taxis can also.."

"No, no. intermittently, do not go home first yes, ssshh.." prevent Andre and then knead his forehead.

"Why you?"

"My head is dizzy, duhh.."

Nayla grunts. "Want me another beer?" sindir Nayla sebel's.

"Yes may be Nay." replied Andre without sin.

"Damnah!" reflex Nayla pinches hard Andre's waist.

"Aduuhhh.kamu nih, people who are dizzy even tortured!" sumput Andre grimaced holding Nayla's former pinch.

"Yes, already know dizzy eh offered beer still not refuse! Fuck up! If you get another beer, I'll go home!" namel Nayla threatened.

"Yeah.no! Salah nih, confide in the thugs.." gerundel Andre slowly.

"By what?!"

"What the hell? I said, help me get to the room so I can sleep more comfortably!" kelit Andre held back a laugh.

Nayla sighed and obeyed, sending Andre into the room and helping him take off his jacket. Andre looked at Nayla fixedly as Nayla took off her jacket sleeve.

"Why?" ask Nayla wonder.

"No papa." replied Andre turned his face blushed and dropped into the bed, curled up on one side.

"Dre? You're not hungry?" ask Nayla.

Andre shakes. "No. You hungry?" Andre asked back to Nayla.

"No really. Just..." Nayla hung up her sentence.

He actually wanted to go home but somehow he also did not have the heart to leave Andre alone.

"What's? You want a snack?"

Nayla still stood still not answering Andre. He was worried between wanting to go home alone or waiting for Andre to drive him later. But he was afraid the night was getting late, he did not dare to go home alone.

"Nay?" Nayla was aghast by Andre's call, which now rested half her body in bed.

Andre patted the spot on his side asking Nayla to come closer. According to Nayla, he sat next to Andre.

"Now, you order food just use my phone" Andre thrust his phone in front of Nayla. "As much as you want what, the important thing is not to go home first. I'll take a nap, I'll take you home.."

Nayla hesitantly receives Andre's phone. But Andre put it in Nayla's lap and drowned himself again under the covers. Occasionally a small rumble was heard because Andre felt his head so throbbing. Nayla cradles Andre's phone, but she doesn't really want food. But what if Andre wakes up hungry?

"Ah, order ajalah.." muttered Nayla then her hand nimbly squeezed the online food application.

After finishing and just waiting for the food to come, Nayla put Andre's phone on the nightstand. But suddenly his heart was intrigued to open Andre's photo gallery. He was curious to know what the contents of the photo collection Andre. He returned Andre's phone while looking at the owner. Make sure that the guy is really slumbering. Nayla smiled faintly at Andre's soft snoring, then immediately opened the photo gallery on the phone.

The latest photos are photos of the house and the inside. Then down a little there is a photo of Andre with some of his artist friends. The more down the photo he saw made him flutter. He saw pictures of Sandy and Amira in the hotel room with various poses as Allea had shown. Nayla was shocked to death, it turns out that Andre was also involved in slandering Sandy. Nayla looked at Andre full of anger, wanting to feel like he grabbed his hair and clawed at Andre's face. But a second later he managed to master his emotions again. Nayla set her breath and recorded the contents of Andre's gallery, for proof that it was from Andre's phone that the vulgar photos came from. He also sent to his cell phone the indecent photos. When he finished he saved his phone and put Andre's phone back on the nightstand. Allea must be happy to know that she has obtained complete proof, her mind. But he also had a dilemma, between wanting to tell Allea and his sense of unreliability for Andre. Nayla became restless thinking about it, she intended to go home without Andre's knowledge but a moment later the apartment bell rang.

'Sure food online.' murmured Nayla.

He immediately opened the door and accepted it and went back to Andre's room and placed it on the nightstand. His gaze was fixed again on Andre who was now sleeping on his back with one arm covering his face. Nayla was stunned when she saw a tear in the corner of Andre's eyes. Did Andre feel so dizzy with his head? Is it possible that Andre really regretted his actions? And is that how broken his heart is to Allea this time? Questions popped into Nayla's head. The anger in his heart that was so explosive slowly subsided. He was confused as to what to do with the current situation. On the one hand he is Allea's best friend, he feels he does not accept Allea being treated so. But on the other hand, he has also long held a taste for Andre. He could not bear to see Andre slumped like now. Nayla sighed then slammed her ass on the bed next to Andre. Lay his back on the bed rest while straightening his legs. Andre's room wall clock already shows 9 o'clock. Nayla's hand reached out to touch Andre's shoulder and shook it slowly.

"Dre..wake up. Dre..?"

Andre flinching made Nayla cluck uneasily.

"Dre..I'm going home?"

Shaken again Andre's shoulder but Andre only moaned and a second later changed the position of hugging Nayla's waist. Nayla's eyes rounded immediately with a red tinge on her cheek and quickly moved Andre's hand.

"Don't go home first." said Andre tightened his hand so that Nayla could not escape.

"But it's night!"

"In a moment, please.."

Nayla snorted in annoyance as she folded her hands on her chest.

"But I don't feel good about the neighbors here"

Andre chuckled but still while cursing hearing Nayla's words.

"Nobody dared to protest Nay, you're calm. This is an apartment, not a boarding house"

Nayla gave a shy smile, she did not remember being in the apartment owned by a man rese pujaan heart.

"Keep me asking what? If I don't think I'm drowsy!"

Silent. No answer, it turns out that Andre has closed again.

"Koq rem again, the food has come Dre. Eat there!"

This time Nayla ruffled Andre's hair but still no movement. Nayla was getting quieter, she pursed her lips while looking at Andre who seemed to forcefully close herself. There is a sense of annoyance but on the other hand his heart is happy alone with Andre like this. Moreover, it was as if Andre needed him the most to be accompanied. Nayla feels meaningful even though they often always argue when they meet. Nayla gently rubbed Andre's back hair several times up to her back. He smiled at seeing Andre.

"Newly this time see the hotshot.." muttered Nayla and then laughed.

A moment later Nayla yawned several times until finally she fell asleep next to Andre who was still hugging her waist. Nayla was slumbering by holding Andre's hand without any rejection from the owner.

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The sound of a ringing phone interrupts Nayla's dream. Still half-cockingly, Nayla felt her phone in her pants pocket.

"Hallo.." said Nayla with a distinctive raucous voice waking up.

📱:'Hallo Nay, how are you? I waited all night for no news, I was worried! What, no results?'

Instantly Nayla's eyes widened to hear Allea's cerocosan. He saw the clock on the phone, it's 7:30. He patted her on the forehead and walked towards the balcony. Although he saw Andre was still sound with his back position now.

"Sorry Al, I forgot to tell you. Last night was that drama!"

📱: 'What drama? But you managed to get no evidence? You're all right?'

"Yes rich that is, can not if you call. Anyway later..."

"Day! Nayla?!"

On the sidelines of the unexpected conversation Andre woke up and called out to Nayla.

📱:'Lho, koq no voice Andre? You're still at Andre's apartment? What are you guys doing with Nayla?' cecar Allea start parno.