Waiting for your Love to Grow

Painful Accusations

The man took off his sunglasses, then looked at Nabila closely. "You Nabilakan?" Ask the man with a little hesitation.

"He recognized me! Who's she?" Nabila asked in her heart, before she finally agreed to the man's question, making the man develop a smile on his lips.

The man got off the bike and took it. "A long time no see, Nabila. How are you doing? You have not changed much, just prettier than the old time” now the man has been leaning on his motorbike with both hands crossed, facing Nabila, now, making Nabila step back a few steps with a look of wondering face.

"I'm Arif, Mak Nur's grandson, remember?" Said the man.

Nabila tried to remember. A few moments later a faint smile appeared to adorn his face. "An artist who likes to ride a guava tree behind the villa?"

"Yes, really", Arif threw a big smile. "Where are you going?" Ask.

"I want to go back to the villa, but I forgot the way" replied Nabila.

"To which villa? Does Mr. Dahlan have any other villas in the area?" Ask Arif

"As I asked, I want to go to the Gumilang family villa" said Nabila

Arief scrunched his forehead, feeling confused. "Is the villa now owned by Mr Dahlan again?" Ask.

"That's right, the villa used to belong to Papi. I'm no stranger to that place", Nabila at heart.

"My husband is the son of Mr. Gumilang, the owner of the Villa now" said Nabila.

"His husband? You're married? my heart is broken, Nabila!" The arif followed by a loud laugh.

"You haven't changed rifles, you've been joking!" Nabila

"I'm not kidding Nabila, I'm disappointed to hear you're married. From the beginning I have liked you" Arif said in his heart.

"Let's show me right away, where to the villa! It's getting late this afternoon", Pinta Nabila while looking at his watch.

"You just go up, let's take it!" Take Arif who immediately ride back on the bike.

"Thank you Rif, you just show me the way, let me just walk" said Nabila with a smile that seemed forced.

"It's still this far, Nabila. Already, let me just walk. You used to love it when I rode my uncle's butut bike" Arif said

"No need to Rif, I just walk, no papa" said Nabila.

"Alright then I accompany the road, here it has begun to quiet at this hour, worried about nothing" said Arif while getting off his bike.

Nabila was forced to accept Arif's offer to be accompanied to walk up to the Villa, because it felt bad. Arif who is guiding his bike is on the left side of the red-plated motorbike, while Nabila is on the right side of the bike.

Along the way to the Villa, they had small talk. The topic of their discussion was about the childhood stories of those who knew each other. Although actually at that time, Arif was more dominant in speaking, while Nabila was more of a listener.

They almost reached the Villa immediately with a car coming from the back stopping suddenly beside them, thus making the surprised Nabila lost balance, but one hand Arif managed to hold Nabila's body so that it did not fall.

Nabila quickly restores his establishment in line with the exit of someone from the car that he is very familiar with. Just a smile spread across his lips, but it disappeared instantly, as Denis' burly hand pulled him violently into the car.

I don't know what Denis said to Arif, Nabila can't hear it. All the woman could see was a flash of martyrdom adorning her husband's face, as well as a look of dislike towards Arif. While Arif's face also shows dislike for the interlocutor.

Denis got into the car and sat down next to his wife. An annoyed impression still clearly filled his face. Without looking at his wife, he said, "What are you doing with that man? Just left for a while already caught walking with another man!" Say Denis in a satirical tone, while fixing his seat.

Nabila gasped at Denis' words and immediately turned her gaze towards the man beside her. There was a glimmer of disappointment and heartache at her husband's accusation. But he still tried to hold back.

He inhaled the surrounding air deeply and released it slowly, then began to open his mouth with an expression as calm as possible.

"I accidentally met Arif when__"

Not finished Nabila said his words, Denis snapped at him. "Shut up! don't mention the name of that son of a bitch!" While briefly looking at Nabila with a sharp gaze, then looking straight ahead again.

Nabila chose to be silent not to continue his words, not wanting to try to defend himself because he knew it was useless.

Although she tried to be patient, but the puddle of water in her eyes, very clearly showed disappointment in her husband's attitude.

"Look ahead!Focus on driving you!" Denis snapped who found Arsyad stealing the rear seat condition, through the rearview mirror. Making the driver misbehave and scratching his head that does not itch.

Nabila immediately opened the car door, when the luxury car had just stopped in the courtyard of the villa, without waiting for her husband or driver to open the door for her. Without saying goodbye to Denis, Nabila got out of the car and walked quickly to the villa door.

But quickly Denis can follow the steps of his wife. After Villa's door opened, he pulled Nabila's hand and dragged her walking towards the room. Nabila sometimes had to run small to compensate for Denis steps so as not to fall.

"Aduhhh", the voice of Nabila whose feet tripped the top rungs and made her knees hit the floor.

Denis stopped and looked at the sound. However, there was not the slightest desire to help Nabila wake up. "Stand up!" His orders were on Nabila and made the woman try to stand on her own.

Denis again dragged Nabila who had returned to stand up to enter the room. After they entered the room, Denis threw Nabila's body violently onto the bed.

"Get in the bathroom, wash your body off the man's hand" Denis told Nabila, then went out of the room leaving Nabila who now spilled his tears after trying to be detained.

Denis went back into the room. Shortly afterwards Nabila also came out of the bathroom with a fresh-looking body wrapped in jeans and a long shirt in baby pink.

Denis watched his wife's appearance from top to bottom, squinting, he said, "Where are you going to wear such clothes? Want to splash again with a man who doesn't know himself?". Then walk to the closet.

Nabila just bowed, not at all interested in answering her husband's questions. As much as possible he held back the tears that once again pooled in his eyes so as not to fall wet his face. "Wrong again", her heart.

"Change your clothes with this!” Denis orders, while throwing the clothes he just picked up from the wardrobe onto the bed.

Without saying a word, Nabila obeyed what her husband told her to do. He picked up the shirt and put it on after taking off the clothes he was wearing.

The uncomfortable and embarrassing words that want to be spoken from the lips of Nabila, when he only dared to look down at his current condition which only wears minimal and thin clothes, showing his curves very clearly.

While not far from himself standing, a pair of eyes that were now looking with a look of want of prey. Makes Nabila want to run away from that place because it is really embarrassed there is someone who sees it with such an appearance.

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