THE BEST BROTHERS

THE BEST BROTHERS
Chapter 103



Today Arsyil and Nisa go to the villa belonging to the Rico family. Annisa's parents went there. Due to the weather that did not support them ended up using the car to go to the villa. Annisa asked her parents to come along, because she had not been on vacation with her parents for a long time. Papah Rizal hired a driver to get to the villa. Annisa's face looks very happy, because they can vacation with her parents and her husband.


Their long journey through, Annisa still wrestled spoiled and leaned on Arsyil's shoulder. Annisa is constantly asking when she will arrive at Villa Arsyil. Mamah Dewi who saw Annisa like that, she was so happy. Because her beloved daughter got a husband who really loved her. Drowsiness came, Annisa fell asleep with leaning shoulder Arsyil. Arsyil looked at every inch of Annisa's sweet and cute face while asleep. She moved Annisa's head on her lap to make it more comfortable. Mamah Dewi and Papah Rizal also fell asleep.


After a long journey, they finally arrived at the Villa owned by Arsyil. Bu Asih and Pak Toni warmly welcomed their arrival. Mr. Toni took Papah Rizal and Mamah Dewi to the villa owned by Shita who had been cleaned for the parents of Annisa. While Bu Asih, he invited Arsyil and Annisa into the Villa and showed Arsyil's room that had been arranged so beautifully. Yes, Arsyil asked for it, he wanted to make the honeymoon moments as romantic and beautiful as possible. The nuances of the room are decorated with all-white decorations, beds that have been installed in white mosquito nets and white sheets and sprinkled fresh red roses on the bed. The smell of Aromatherapy that relaxes the mind is smelled by Arsyil and Annisa. Asih ma'am came out of Arsyil's room to prepare lunch for all of them. Arsyil closed the door to his room and locked it.


Annisa walks over to her bed, Annisa smiles happily, Arsyil turns out to prepare all this for her. He sat on the edge of his bed touching the white sheets and took a bouquet of red roses that Arsyil had prepared on the bed.


"This is all you prepared, Syil?"annisa asked by approaching her husband who was still standing in front of her.


"Yes, this is for you, for my wife." she said as she touched Annisa's soft cheek and kissed her.


"You likey?"ask Arsyil.


"Yes, I really like it. Thank you, dear. You always make me happy with a surprise like this." Annisa hugged her husband tightly and drowned her face in her husband's chest.


"Together, darling. It is my duty to make you happy."Arsyil kissed Annisa on the forehead, he carried his wife to the bed, and laid her on the bed. Arsyil kisses softly on Annisa's lips, he fondles his wife. Their breath clashed between passionate desires. Only the roar of breath and the creaking of the bed echoed back then in their room. They reached the top together. Arsyil was still on his wife's body, he again fondled his wife.


"You again?"ask Nisa.


"Can you one more time?"Arsyil asked for it again. Annisa just nodded her head. Arsyil did it again.


The bed that had been neat and beautiful, immediately turned into a mess because they continued to clash on the bed. Arsyil settles down beside his wife. They were only covered without any clothes on their bodies. Annisa tilted her body to face her husband. She gently stroked the face of her husband who was still sweating like he had run out of a marathon.


"Happy?"ask Nisa.


"It is, but you will want it again. You have to be ready I love you every night." he said while flirting with his wife.


"Whenever you want, I'm always ready, as long as the moon doesn't come." Annisa smiled and looked at Arsyil and then kissed the gloss of Arsyil's lips.


"Let's take a shower, we haven't had lunch, I don't want you to get sick." Arsyil took his wife to take a bath together, he carried her into the bathroom, and they took a bath together.


All have gathered at the dining table to attend lunch that has been prepared by Bu Asih and assisted with Mamah Dewi. Annisa came out of her room with a radiant face and wet hair. Arsyil walked behind Annisa while encircling her long shirt sleeve. Annisa sitting next to her mama, Mamah Dewi approached her daughter and started teasing her again.


"New to direct gas just hit the newlyweds." Mamah Dewi seduces Annisa until Annisa's cheeks are flushed.


"Yes.mama, let it be, let you quickly get a grandson. Mama wants to too, right? We can do it later, our Villa is different, so be free both, mah."sahut Papah Rizal.


"Fuck, what the hell, we're old reward." Mamah Dewi looks embarrassed because her husband teases her.


"Two gini papah is still strong, mah. Not to be outdone by Arsyil. Isn't that right, Syil?" Papah Rizal nudges Arsyil's arm.


"Yes dong, men do not have to be strong, right, pah?"reply Arsyil.


"Truly. If you're not strong, papah's daughter is not as happy as her face." said Papah Rizal who made Nisa's cheeks turn red.


"Have it, we eat first, pity the newlyweds who have fought in the battlefield." said Mamah Dewi.


They had lunch, the atmosphere at the Villa was getting warmer, they spent time on vacation at the villa for one week.


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This afternoon Arsyad and Almira visit Naila's house. Arsyad deliberately permits briefly from the office to have lunch at home and takes Almira to Naila's house. They were already in the car heading to Naila's house. Almira just looked out the window of her car. Her face was so anxious, she somehow dreamed of meeting Naila last night. Naila was so beautiful in her white dress, she approached Almira and sat in the middle of Almira and Arsyad.


"Why could I dream like that last night. What's wrong with you, Nai? You're all right, Nai? I'm so worried about you, you're not usually like this, no news at all. I'm sorry, Nai. I didn't know that the person you loved was my husband. If I hadn't met Arsyad back then, I might not have fallen in love with him." - Almira muttered in her heart.


Almira accidentally shed her tears, she remembers her time with Naila. From childhood they were together, until now. And now Almira loses contact with her best friend just because of a man.


Arsyad saw his wife from earlier was very agitated. He knows, his wife misses his best friend who has long said contact with his wife. Arsyad saw his wife crying, he quickly pulled over his car and put Almira in his arms.


"I know, you miss Naila so much, don't cry, she'll be fine, baby." Arsyad took his wife. Almira's tears are flowing.


"Mas, I'm afraid Naila is okay, I had a dream last night, Naila came to see me, I don't know what she said, I forgot. He sits in the middle of me and you." said Mira sobbing.


"The dream is a sleeping flower, baby. Naila must be fine, trust me." Arsyad tried to come back to calm his wife.


"If he had told me you were the one he loved, I would never have expected you. I won't put my heart this deep for you. It's all my fault, mas, it's all because of me, if anything happens to Naila, I can't forgive myself." Mira said. Arsyad looked at his wife's face deeply and explained back to her that he had never liked Naila at all.


"Hey.why are you talking about that. It's all our way of life, baby. Don't blame yourself, it's all God wants to rule, I never liked Naila at all. In fact, I forgot about her, until Vino and Ray reminded me that she was Naila. Please don't be like this. If you keep crying, we just go home, don't go see Naila."Arsyad told his wife. Almira just fell silent, she felt guilty for saying that. Yes, he was very worried about his best friend. He's so guilty of her.


"I'm sorry, mas. I really miss Naila, I just feel like she's deliberately avoiding me, she hates me, mas." Almira grew sobbing in her husband's arms.


"Have a love, pity our son, if you continue like this. Don't cry anymore, Naila must be fine. So to Nuala's house?"


"Yes, so."


"No, don't cry." Arsyad kissed his wife on the forehead, he drove his car back to Naila's house.


Arsyad parked his car in front of Naila's house. They came down together walking towards Naila's house. Almira knocked on the door, and opened the door of Naila's house.


"Mba Cici, how are you?"greet Almira.


"Good, Mba. Tumben Mba Mira came here? Looking for Mba Naila?said Mba Cici, a housekeeper in Naila's room.


"Yes, mba. Naila's there?"ask Mira.


"Mba Mira, let's sit down first, is this your husband?"ask Mba Cici.


"Yes,mba. This is my husband's Arsyad, oh yeah mba, where's his Naila?"ask Almira again


"Mba Mira, before Mba Naila left, she left this to me for Mba Mira. 5 months ago actually Mba Naila was married to a man of choice to his two parents. Mba Nai had refused, but her father forced her, and she finally wanted to get married, now Mba Naila is sick, and she is being cared for by her husband. I don't know her husband's home address. They moved out and left this house to me, because Mba Naila's father and mother died in an accident one month ago" explained Mba Cici


"Naila was married 5 months ago? So, when I got married yesterday, she was married?"tanya Almira half does not believe in Mba Cici.


"Yes right, when attending Mba Mira's wedding, Naila was married about 2 months. And after that, an ill-fated incident befell the master and mistress. Mba Naila was depressed and sickly, fortunately Mba Naila's husband was so affectionate, she took care of him painstakingly until somewhat healed, then she took Mba Naila away for treatment, she said, and before leaving Mba Naila leave this for Mba Mira." Mba Cici gives an envelope to Almira. Almira opens the envelope and reads the contents of the letter Naila wrote to Mira.


*Dear Almira my dear friend,


Maybe when you read this letter, I left you. Mira, it's not that I'm mad at you because I love your husband. And, I'm sorry, I didn't tell you about my wedding. Yes, I got married 2 months before you got married. Therefore, I rarely communicate with you anymore. My wedding in the title was as simple as possible and did not invite many guests. Actually this marriage is not my will. Alm. Dad and Almh. Mother told me to marry the man of their choice. I can only give up and obey him, Almira.


At that time, I was still hoping to meet the person I loved again. Yeah, I was hoping to see Arsyad back, and I wanted to ask him back if he loved me. But, all can not, time forced me to marry the man of choice to my two parents. I ruined Almira, married a man I didn't love. Married because forced. My husband is very kind, very kind, he knows I don't love him and only Arsyad I have loved until now. My life was ruined after marriage, until it was time, I accepted your wedding invitation, I saw your future husband's name "Arsyad Alfarizi". So surprised I saw the name, that I was curious to see who your future husband was. And, yes, your future husband is the one I love, I met Arsyad back, I met him, but he is your future husband, my own best friend's future husband.


My heart is breaking once, Mira, it's breaking once, I realize I have a husband, but I don't love him one bit, I just love your husband Mira. Forgive me for being this weak, I love someone so deep in my heart that I cannot love anyone but your husband. I'm sorry Mira, I can't take this love away from Arsyad, your husband.


May you always be happy with your husband, this is all I can say, I'm sorry once again, Mira. Maybe we can't meet again, I want to find comfort in life, I will try to love my husband. I'm avoiding you because I don't want to always see Arsyad, because by looking at it, the pain is growing, and I don't want to be a thorn in your household. I love you, Almira, you are my sister. Thank you for everything, for the time we spent together from our childhood until now. One message, never stop loving your husband and never leave him.


From your best friend


Naila Ramadhani*.


Almira read Naila's letter with tears, she felt very guilty, her best friend needed her, she was looking for her own busyness.


"I'm sorry, Nai. I want to meet you, you where Naila." said Almira softly and sobbed.


Arshad took his wife in his arms and tried to calm her heart.


"Dear, we must have met Naila, we'll find out where she is now. Calm your heart." Arsyad stroked Almira's head and tried to ease her cries.


"Mba, tell us where Naila lives now?"pinta Almira on Mba Cici.


"If I had known, I'd have told Mba Mira from earlier. I really don't know where Mba Naila is now." said Mba Cici.


"We wait for news from Mba Cici, this is my business card, if there is any news from Naila contact me as soon as yes, mba?" Arsyad gave his business card to Mba Cici, so that when Naila had returned home, could directly contact Arsyad and Almira.


Almira and Arsyad returned home, on the way Almira was still crying, she was worried about the state of her best friend. Arsyad repeatedly tried to calm Almira who was still crying.


"Mas, where Naila is, I'd love to know if she's okay. Why is he hiding all this from me. He wasn't like that." said Mira.


"We'll definitely know where Naila is, baby. Do not be sad anymore, pity in your stomach is our child. And, maybe Naila hid all this because she had her own reasons." explains Arsyad.


Almira complied, she tried to calm herself down, and continued to pray for her friend who now did not know where.


"Naila, I'm sorry, I just considered you my friend and upperclassman first. I'm sorry, Naila. I just love my wife, Almira. May you be well there." - muttered Arsyad.


Arsyad escorted Almira into the house, and told her to rest.


"Don't think about this again, baby. Rest, I'll be back at the office, 3 o'clock I have to meet an important client once with papah. Trust me, everything will be fine. I'm back in the office." Arsyad kissed his wife's forehead.


"Be careful, I can't take you outside, I'm so tired" said Almira as she laid her body on the bed.


"Yes, it's okay. You take a break, I'll go home after Maghrib, don't cry anymore, okay." Arsyad stepped out to return to the office.


Almira was still restless, she stared at the ceiling of her room while imagining her time with Naila.


"I hope you're okay there, Nai. I'll find out where you are." said Mira Lirih.


Almira grabs her phone, she tells her personal driver and all her assistants want to find information about Naila.


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5Happy REJOIN.