The Love Nest of the Former

Trying to hide lies

Neyla was so panicked, also frustrated that Zavan did not hesitate to give her a threat. Plus that she was forbidden to have sex with her husband, of course it was very hard to meet the demand from Zavan.

However, he could do nothing. Never mind to refuse, instead he got a threat from Zavan.

"good. I will accept your request. But I beg you, give me a way out, so that I do not reason to work at night. It's very risky for me. I was afraid that my husband would suspect me" said Neyla, who finally agreed.

Zavan smiled triumphantly as he was able to persuade Neyla, albeit with threats. For a moment Zavan thought to find an idea so that Neyla was not suspected by her husband. At that moment, his idea came up.

"I'll offer you a job in my office, how about? would you like to? just in that way, I gave the idea that you were not suspected of your husband, nor your mother," Zavan replied giving the idea to Neyla.

Neyla herself tried to digest the idea obtained from Zavan.

"Can. I think that's the right idea. Because I no longer hide the location where I work. When will I start working in your office? but I'm not very good at working in the office. Even though I went to college after marriage, I'm lacking a lot."

"You can be my employee. About work, later you can be selected again." Zavan said, Neyla could only nod.

Not wanting her time wasted, Zavan soon enjoys having his dinner with Neyla at the restaurant. After that, the two returned to the hotel. What else if not to give back what has been obtained by both.

Arriving in the hotel room, Neyla as usual, which provides services that can satisfy customers. Gently, and passionately, Neyla serves Zavan as best she can and tries not to disappoint. In fact, both of them enjoy a hot night carried by their respective passions. More love that was not obtained by the two in the past, as if now paid in full, even without the knowledge of Neyla's family.

After playing a hot game in a hotel room, Neyla returns to the hospital, fearing that her son will need her attention.

Before returning to the hospital, Neyla changed her clothes to avoid being suspected by her husband. Zavan himself did not mind it, if Neyla changed her mediocre clothes.

"I'm home. Sorry, I can't stay here long. I'm worried about my son being hospitalized" Neyla said, Zavan nodded.

"Let my driver take you home" replied Zavan.

Neyla agreed, because it was not possible if she went home alone. For safety, as well as saving costs, Neyla was escorted home by her driver Zavan.

Arriving at the hospital, Neyla hurriedly headed for her son's nursery. Then, he went straight inside.

"Chiro. Viro my son." Call Neyla who is directly approaching her son.

Seeing that she was sleeping soundly, Neyla could breathe a sigh of relief.

"Viro's fine, isn't he, Mas?" neyla asked her husband, who was awake, to wait for his son to be treated.

Instantly, Naren held Neyla's lips that looked different. Then, his hand touched his lips and was found with a wound.

"What's your lips, Ney?" ask Naren.

Neyla was immediately nervous when she got a question from her husband, of course, worried because she was afraid of being caught if she had served a man who was not her husband in a hotel room.

"Oh, kirain why. If you want to rest, just rest. You must be tired of coming home from work. Let me take care of Viro. You can sleep next to him Mama" said Naren, who remained prejudiced to his wife.

"It's okay, it's early in the morning too. The one who sleeps. Look, your eyes are so big. You must have taken care of Viro all night, let me take care of Viro."

Naren shook his head.

"No need. You better rest. I want to buy a warm drink first yes, so you don't get cold" said Naren.

"Yes, Mas. Thank you, it's been attention," Neyla replied in a sudden dilemma, Naren smiled and nodded.

After that, Neyla sat leaning next to her mother wearing a thick blanket. Her husband was out to buy her a warm drink.

Neyla whose mind grew chaotic from the thought of the threat given from Zavan, was still ringing in her head. Between refusing and needing money, Neyla was forced to choose money, which was for the sake of her son's recovery.

"Here, the ginger drink. Drink, let your body not be cold" said Naren, Neyla received it.

"Neyela. You're home, son?"

"Mama. Yeah, I've been home, not too long. Sorry, ma, it's been a hassle. Today let me take care of Viro, Mama just rest. Or not going home with Mas Naren."

"Yes, Ma, right. Mama will come with me back home, so Mama can rest. Later that night Mama can come here again if Neyla wants to go to work." Timpal Naren spoke.

"But Neyla needs a break too. Never mind, Mama rested in the hospital, let's change with Neyla," said his mother.

"No, Ma. Mama's health is much more important, later I can set the time if Viro sleeps, I follow sleep. Now it's better Mama and Mas Naren go home, let Viro be with me" Neyla replied, while her mother could not refuse, because her physical condition also needs rest.

Plus his age is already vulnerable with pain, of course, must be maintained his health, also adequate rest. Since it was time to go home, Naren and her mother-in-law went home. Neyla accompanied her son, who was lying on the bed.

Slowly, Viro awakens from his slumber. He watched the contents of the room.

"It's Mama, baby. How are you, it's been a little bit quiet, isn't it?"

Viro who felt uncomfortable had to lie down continuously, he got up from his position and sat down while leaning with the help of his mother.

"Viro is a little quiet, Ma. Mom just got home from work, yeah. Forgive Viro yes, Ma. Viro udan nuisance Mama, Papa, and Grandma," Viro replied lethargicly.

"What are you talking about, Vir. I don't mind your recovery. Whatever Mama's gonna do for you, let you be as healthy as ever. You can play with your friends. You have to be upbeat, yes" Neyla said cheeringly, despite herself being in the shackles of a grave mistake.

As much as possible, Neyla hid her lies in front of her family, especially to her son who suffered from lupus, which must be kept in mind so as not to drop.