THE OPENING OF THE INNER EYE

THE OPENING OF THE INNER EYE
Chapter 347



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A few days passed after Ryan's departure.


Nayla's house is still crowded because Mama Ryan and also Nayla's relatives are still hard to leave Nayla who is still shaken by Ryan's departure.


Almost every night Nayla cries while looking at Ryan's photo.


His two children were taken care of by Empok and also Lilis who was still there while waiting for Adit's arrival.


That day the sky was very dark even the wind was blowing very fast, Nayla sat on her mattress while looking at Ryan's face.


Ctarrr


several times the sound of lightning was seething with each other.


Nayla curled up in the corner of the room while covering her ears with her hands.


Aa, who happens to be there, immediately searches for Nayla's whereabouts because she knows how scared Nayla is to hear the thunder.


"Mass I'm scared"


"Massa"


Nayla said with a body that trembled with fear.


"Astaghfirullah Nay" Aa immediately hugged Nayla's body which shook with fear.


"Pok.please take the water" shouted Aa while holding Nayla's body and trying to calm her down.


"Don't fear Nay, Istighfar ya" whispered Aa in Nayla's ear.


Slowly Nayla grabbed her head and looked at Aa.


"aa... Nay is afraid" said Nayla Lirih.


"Yes Aa tau Nay, don't be afraid of Aa" said Aa to calm Nayla.


"Surely Mas Ryan there is cold, kasian" said Nayla unconsciously.


"Istighfar Nay, there Ryan no longer feels the coldness of the test, we doain aja hopefully there Ryan placed in a good place on the side of God, do we know Ryan is a good person" Aa advised Nayla.


"You are sincere let him there calm down, your task is still long in the future, you must be a strong woman for your children" continued Aa.


Nayla simply nodded while occasionally wiping away her tears.


"God willing Nay is strong Aa" said Nayla.


They immediately stopped talking when they heard the sound of the car stopping in front of the house.


"There are guests of Nay" said Aa


"maybe Aa"


"Let's Aa, there's Lilis opening the door" Nayla continued.


There was a little boisterous sound from the front room until Naylapun was curious, finally he walked out of the room with a step slightly limped due to weakness.


"Finally you too Dit, long time very much on the way" said Aa while extending her hand to Adit.


"There is a little problem Aa, a strike tumben usually never strikes" Adit replied while sitting on the sofa.


Empok immediately made a drink for Adit.


For a moment Adit looked towards Nayla.


"Why aren't you Nay?" tanya Adit is stale.


"Yes, I'm okay Dit, it's already this you just rest, I also want to rest first" said Nayla then left Adit and Aa in the guest room.


Because I was worried, Empokpun went into the room to accompany Nayla.


Nayla also laid down her body that felt so weak on the mattress and soon she fell asleep.


Days changed a month after Ryan's departure, but Nayla still looked sad.


Various ways Adit and Empok done to comfort Nayla but it was only for a moment he could forget Ryan.


The longing for Nayla's heart became more and more, she could no longer resist the longing to meet her late husband.


Naylapun went to the grave of her husband without the knowledge of the house until it resulted in all confusion looking for Nayla.


Meanwhile, Ryan saw Nayla reading the holy Quran with tears.


"Mass I miss you"


"Why do you want to stay with me"


"God what's my fault"


"Why should I accept this ordeal"


The sound of Nayla's cry sounded so slashing.


Mang Ujang, the tomb keeper who is believed to take care of the graves of Mama Nayla and Ryan, happened to pass by and saw Nayla crying while hugging her husband's tombstone.


He approached Nayla and squatted beside her


"Neng .. who is the same" said Mang Ujang.


Naylapun turned his head "himself mang" answered Nayla while wiping her tears.


"Nak good Neng sadly dragged on, sincere and live insyallah everything must be fine" said Mang Ujang.


"Mang Ujang call the house people yes let anyone pick Neng up here" continued Mang Ujang and then pulled out his phone.


"No need to Mang, Nay brought his own bike" refused Nayla.


"Yes already let mamang aja anterin, fear there is nothing on the road" said Mang Ujang again.


Nayla also nodded.


Finally Nayla came home with delivered by Mang Ujang.


Upon arrival at home, Empok and Mama Ryan seemed relieved to see Nayla was back.


"Where are you from Nay, Mama nyariin too" said Mama Ryan as she stroked Nayla's back


"Nay miss Mas Ryan Mah, but Nay to the tomb" replied Nayla with teary eyes.


"Yes, now you have changed your clothes first Kasian Rania was nyariin you" said Mama Ryan while entering inside.


Naylapun immediately cleans up and holds Rania.


Because it was too sleepy finally Raniaun fell asleep in the arms of Nayla.


Nayla looked at her little Princess's face which was so similar to Ryan's, without feeling her tears flowing back.


"Sorry dear Mama these few days do not care about you" said Nayla while kissing the cheek of Rania who was still asleep.


"Nay.Where did you come from?" ask Adit who has not been around since when he was next to her.


"I'm from Mas Ryan's grave" Nayla replied without looking at Adit.


"Tomorrow if you want to go do not be alone" said Adit reminded.


"Yes" answered Nayla briefly.


"Dit.I want to cultivate my cake shop again" said Nayla slowly.


"There are already guards there Nay" said Adit


"It's okay, I just want to find busy just so don't continue to want the same Mas Ryan"


"How are the kids?" ask Adit again.


"I wasn't in the store all day, Dit, the most day I came home"


"Yes it's okay, if it can help you a little to not continue to sad Nay" continued Adit.


Finally to forget his sadness Naylapun busied himself in his cake shop which was increasingly crowded.


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