The Way to Your Light
CHAPTER 20 (A SLAP)
Naisha opened her eyes slowly - land, when her eyes were open she found herself in the room, precisely on her bed alone. Then, Naisha's round eyes immediately glanced at the wall clock in her room which had shown at 5am.
Naisha then pinched her throbbing forehead while trying to recover her memories of the events of last night.
Naisha remembers last night she came home from a cafe ushered by Tari and Mely. And when they were at the cafe, Naisha was fiddling with alcoholic beverages, not just one glass, more than 3 glasses in fact. Though his friends had banned Naisha, but somehow last night he was so curious to try the liquor.
As a result Naisha came home with an uncertain situation, she felt her head ache, throbbing and her gaze grew increasingly unclear, not to mention her body as if heavy, throbbing, until - until Naisha can not balance her own body in walking. Naisha just found out that this is how it feels to be drunk with booze.
After that, Naisha returned to her memory again until she reached home and.. Meet with Aamir. Well.. Naisha just remembered that Aamir had tried to help her when Naisha almost fell. Naisha had also scolded the man and until the end.. Naisha doesn't remember anything else.
Naisha had now lifted her body in a half-sitting position, and at once she opened the blanket that covered her body and.. How shocked Naisha when she saw herself wearing a nightgown that had long been stored in the closet and never again used. Naisha frowned at the confused sign.
"Last night I picked this shirt to sleep on?" Naisha asked herself still with a confused expression and was not sure she was wearing the shirt to her body.
Along with that, Bik Lasmi, the maid at Naisha's house also entered with a previous greeting. Because Naisha's door was unlocked, Bik Lasmi went inside with food and a glass of milk.
"Alhamdulillah.. Non Naisha, finally Non has realized huh?" said Bik Lasmi with excitement.
"What's? Aware? Why is Naisha asking such a strange question?" asked Naisha in surprise.
"Yes, Non. Den Aamir said last night Non Naisha had fainted in front of the house, after playing with friends Non." explained Bik Lasmi. Naisha instantly gawked with her eyes that glared in shock.
"Naisha fainted? So then.. Who brought Naisha into the room, Bik Lasmi?" ask Naisha who hopes Bik Lasmi is the one who brought her to the room and changed her clothes.
"Not Non, aunt Mah was just told Sama Den Aamir before she went to the mosque." said Bik Lasmi.
"Tell me what?" Naisha asked again.
"J-So. Who brought Naisha to whose room? And.. who wears Naisha this ugly shirt?" asked Naisha again with her upset face to see the clothes she no longer liked.
"Kok use ask again anyway, Non" said Bik Lasmi with a smile knot.
"Yes, obviously the donk who brought Non to the room and replaced Non Naisha's clothes is Non's own husband, den Aamir who is handsome and sholeh, hihihi.." said Bik Lasmi with his style that is centil.
"Huhh?? Wha what?? That stiff and dumb guy??" asked Naisha half-screaming so that made the bik Lasmi aghast in shock while nodding her head.
"Not right, dare - dare he touch me!" naisha's curse in her heart. Naisha was still grumbling indistinctly with her irritated and goiter face. Bik Lasmi who saw Naisha's face turned ferocious like that, just went straight out of Naisha's room.
"Can he carry me? Iiiha... You son of a bitch. Looking for opportunities in narrow-mindedness, and.. These.. Means my shirt he's the one who replaced it. Less ajaaaarrrr....!!" Naisha cried out hysterically imagining how her clothes were removed by Aamir.
"No, this abuse is her name" Naisha said furiously and then she got out of bed and was about to head out after Aamir. However, just now Naisha reached the door, Aamirpun nongol in front of there with his innocent face.
"Naisha, are you conscious?Thank God." said Aamir who was immediately grateful. But not with Naisha. The woman who had been ignited by emotion just threw a hard blow right on Aamir's cheek. Not just once, but twice. Left and right. Of course Aamir who got a pity attack - suddenly it felt so shocked that he did not have time to avoid it at all. He could only willingly receive two punches at once on his cheek. A powerful slap from his own wife...
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SERIATE...
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