Forced to Marry a Husband
Vacation together!
"Honey, open the door. Don't squander dong. Shame you know," said Devan from the front door.
Nayla did not care at all, just remained silent and chose to stand in front of the open window of the room.
Tonight feels so beautiful, the quiet atmosphere of the village really creates a calmness.
"Darling," called Devan again from the front of the room door with the curtains unraveling.
"Who did? Ngeronda?" Seloroh Felix's.
Devan looked at Felix full of hostility, since his eldest son was constantly irritating.
"Mas Devan, is waiting for Nayla's invitation" Adnan said, walking into the room.
So did Felix who entered the room with the size of 2×2.
Devan until gawking when he saw his two children who entered just like that, initially Devan thought if the door was in the key.
At once Devan came in, the room did not have a door. Only the curtains became his emergency cover.
Damnit damnit! Devan is really doomed to his own stupidity.
It's free to be outside waiting at the door open by Nayla, maybe Nayla will usually lock herself in the room if the mood is not good.
"Mother, Dad was just outside. I don't know what to do," Felix sneered.
"Would you choose the right hand or the left hand?" Devan clenched his hands and showed his two children who always had a way of taunting him.
"Hehehe," Felix was whiny, and went straight out of the room before being completely beaten by Devan.
Devan watched his son slowly walk out of the room, then approached Nayla who was standing in front of the window.
"What do you think?"
Nayla leaned her head against Devan's back.
Making Devan jerked, meaning from earlier he was wrong to assume that his wife was upset with him.
Devan is too sorry for his previous harsh treatment of Nayla, so now he is very afraid to make mistakes even if only a little.
"Mas, when did I meet Mom. Is Mom okay now?"
Devan concludes that Nayla is now thinking about the state of Ratih, although only harsh treatment and humiliation but does not necessarily make Nayla forget about Ratih.
"You have a picture of Mom?"
"There's."
"Later on, ask people to look for him.
Nayla's lips were drawn to each corner, not expecting Devan to help her.
"Thank you Mas" Nayla wrapped her arms around Devan's arms full of happiness, although Devan was still planning but quite making the heart feel happy.
"Mother, in front there is Aunt Jessica, the same Om Alex," Felix said on the doorstep of the room.
"Yes, you go there now"
Nayla also brushed aside a moment of sadness, coming out with Devan following her from behind. Jessica and Alex sat on the terrace, a chair made of bamboo base material is quite comfortable to sit on.
The chair was handmade by his father.
"You guys here? No rest?" Nayla sat next to Jessica.
"Have a few hours of rest, it seems exciting if we make a tent in the yard of this house, how?" Jessica's Proposal.
Nayla was speechless as she weighed the advice from Jessica.
"Caelah, stale manten," continued Nayla with a smile.
"What, anyway!" Reyna puckered her lips at Nayla.
"So not a camper?"
"It seems so, let it be exciting. Once upon a time, too," Nayla nodded and agreed.
"In the house many tents," now Nanda who spoke.
"Alright, then you should put it up too" Devan replied.
"You think I'm your maid? Strange base, he wants an instant!" Annoyed Nanda.
"Udah, you guys just sit back. Let us ladies do it, satisfied?" Reyna asked annoyed.
She prefers to make her own rather than having to do husbands who only start with a debate, while she wants to immediately relax in the tent.
"Again, you guys wear negligee. No problem, right?" Imbuh Nayla likes Reyna's proposal.
Jessica closed her mouth holding back laughter seeing the faces of men with well-built bodies suddenly become quiet because of the words of their wives.
"Alex, do I have to do it too?" Now Jessica asked Alex who had just been silent.
"Nanda, grab the tent!" Said Alex, he was also suddenly afraid when getting a mild threat but quite heavy.
"Let's take it together!" Nanda also did not want to do alone, after all, there were no superiors or subordinates among them. All are equal, so no one can rule without working.
"Nayla, let's do it ourselves!" Reyna.
"Beautiful, don't ya. Let Brother Nanda do it. You sit just sweet," Nanda pulled Reyna's arm to sit on the chair, while grimly hoping not to hear the scolding.
"Date, Adek Reyna wants it now!" Reyna smiled and looked at Nanda.
"Yes," Nanda nodded then pulled Devan and Alex together to take the tent.
"No need to be so familiar!" Adam releases himself, annoyed at Nanda who embraces him.
"Don't fight here! Except for three women!" Alex also commemorates Devan and Nanda.
Forced Devan and Nanda to reduce anger, even though if the jotos fight alone both are ready.
"That's it, don't make a fuss. Let Mr. Saint bring you his tent."
Devan and Alex stare at Nanda fiery, if it turns out there are other people why should they also go there.
"You want above or below!" Devan clenched his hand and wanted to beat Nanda.
"Nayla" Nanda looked down at the road.
Devan quickly lowered his hand and followed Nanda's gaze.
But there was no Nayla there. That is, Nanda tricked him all out.
"Damn," Devan was just standing in front of the gate with Alex.
While Nanda had entered in a hurry, he also forgot if there was a gardener who could be asked for help to deliver a camping tent to Mr. Bobby's house.
Reyna's pretty face could make her suddenly forgetful.
Doesn't matter.
After all, the distance between the two houses was only about two hundred meters, it could be said to be very close and not too far away.
"Saint sir, get the tent."