THE OPENING OF THE INNER EYE

THE OPENING OF THE INNER EYE
Chapter 309



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After a few days of hospitalization, Naylapun was finally allowed to go home.


Ryan who did tell Adit about Nayla's return from the morning was present in the room with Dina.


"Your son's slug is Nay" said Dina, who suddenly became sad.


"Who used to dong his father"timpal Adit who directly carried his son.


Nayla who daritadi just silent seems lazy to hear Adit's words.


Ryan who accidentally saw Nayla's face rubbing Nayla's head gently.


"Darling if time could be turned back I want us to be together" said Adit as he stroked the baby's delicate cheeks.


"Tomorrow we're just so tight"


"Well, may I give you our son's name" Adit said.


"No.." refused Nayla.


Adit's face immediately turned sad as well.


"Darling not to be rich that way, let how Adit was his biological father so the name Adit who love the name" persuaded Ryan gently.


"It's true, but she used to mean I was pregnant"


"Where is he when I crave, want to make it but do not want responsibility" said Nayla a little emotional.


"It's a shame that you don't want to get close to Adit ya" said Ryan carefully afraid to make Nayla offended.


"Yes, he did not think it was carrying a baby" said Nayla did not want to lose.


"Udah do not fight if you can't yes it's okay Ryan" said Adit sad.


Dina, who had only been a listener to her heart, also felt pain to hear the words that were thrown from Nayla's mouth.


Ryan tries to persuade Nayla until Naylapun finally agrees.


Adit's face smiled cheerfully when he heard Nayla let him name their son.


"I give you the name Radit Pratama how, do you agree Nay?" ask Adit with a smile.


"Why should you use your name?" nayla was upset.


"Different little darling, do not get angry anyway kasian his baby later" said Ryan reminded.


"No punches" said Nayla quickly.


Ryan just smiled at Nayla who continued to grumble.


After the doctor who handled Nayla visit and allowed Nayla to go home Ryan and Adit appeared to be struggling to pay for Nayla's delivery.


Finally Ryan relented and let Adit take care of all the Administrative expenses while Ryan pushed Nayla's wheelchair up to the parking lot and she left Nayla to Dina.


"You must be seneng ya Nay surrounded by people who are so attentive to you" said Dina.


The finished Adit went straight to Nayla.


"Nay can I carry our child" Adit pinta.


Without saying much Naylapun immediately nodded, then he immediately took his son.


Shortly after, Ryan arrives with the utmost care to help Nayla get into the car.


After about an hour, they finally arrived at Nayla's house.


For a while Nayla's room moved to the lower room of her parents' former room.


For the first time Nayla went back into a room full of good memories with her parents.


Suddenly he felt sad, he remembered it back when his mother was still there


"When his mother asked him to get married and have children"


"Mama now Nay already has children, if only mama was still there, mama must be happy" without feeling her tears just flow.


"Darling why are you?" ryan asked, wiping away Nayla's tears.


"Where's Nay sick?" ask Adit to worry.


"I'm not sick" Nayla replied as she brushed off Adit's hand, who accidentally wanted to touch her.


Very slowly he put his son on the bed.


"Darling you why?" ryan asked again out of curiosity.


"It's okay, I just remember my mom" replied Nayla.


"Don't love it if you want to be with Mama you better send a prayer" Ryan advised Nayla who had been answered with a nod.


In the morning just seven days after Radit's birth, Adit held the Aqiqah Radit event.


That night Nayla was unable to sleep for several days she had nightmares about Ryan.


Due to lack of sleep around Nayla's eyes slightly blackened.


Ryan who saw the eyes of the panda Nayla intend to find people to help Nayla but was rejected because not because he took care of Radit he was sleep deprived but because he always had bad dreams that made him wake up and could not sleeping again.


A few months passed now Radit has been able to stomach Naylapun getting better at taking care of Radit.


That afternoon Adit came to Nayla's house without telling her first.


It just so happened that Nayla was alone with her son.


There was a feeling of anxiety when Adit several times knocked on the door of his house.


With a little courage he went out and opened the door for Adit.


"Would you like to come here?" asked Nayla with a sharp tone.


"I miss our son Nay, when you can't see your own child" Adit replied casually.


"You can meet Radit if there is Ryan and now Ryan is not there so mending you go home" said Nayla


"Nay I want us to refer Nay, I don't want another man called Radit dad" Adit asked for the umpteenth time.


"And I said I don't want to refer to you, I don't want to worry anymore about heartache and inner pressure Dit" said Nayla upset.


"For the sake of our son Nay" Adit continued


"I don't want to ...."


"Lifting you home, I'll see you" Nayla kicked in and shut the door.


"may .. "


"Nayla, you think about what I said" cried Adit from behind the door.


Nayla who had entered the room just sucked in just hearing what Adit said.


Drettts


Drettts


The sound of Nayla's phone which is only given vibrating mode only appears to be on, making someone call her


Naylapun immediately saw and it turned out that Aa Iwan was calling.


Without a word Aa immediately asked when Nayla could go to the city of G.


Nayla was so happy that she would finally go back to what she used to be, unable to see anything strange anymore.


Sorepun arrives as usual when Ryan always takes time to meet Nayla and Radit


"Yan, Aa called him when I could go to G" Nayla said as she placed a cup of black coffee for Ryan.


"Faster is better, Nayla, this Saturday"


Naylapun directly call Aa to tell if this Saturday he can go to the city of G.


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