Forced to Marry a Husband
Nayla, how am I supposed to do?
"Nayla?"
From the other side came the sound of someone saying his name, Nayla stopped her footsteps and turned to the direction of the voice.
Nayla smiled looking at the face of the person, certainly no stranger in her eyes.
"Mas Denis, how are you?" Sapa Nayla with his friendliness.
Let the past pass, let's set a much better future.
Denis walked up to Nayla and stretched out his hand and was immediately replied by Nayla.
"I'm good Mas, if Mas?"
"I'm good too" Denis turned to look at the two little children standing next to Nayla.
"This is your child?"
"Yes," Nayla smiled at her two children.
"Felix, Adnan, let's salim the same Om Denis," Nayla said, teaching her two children to be polite to parents
Adnan and Felix kissed Denis on the back.
"Now, go to the car first. There's a driver waiting."
"Yes Mother" exclaimed the two and immediately ran towards the car according to Nayla's orders.
"Your son is big?" Denis could see Nayla's happiness was so natural without making up.
Nayla nodded quickly, her two children were indeed cute. Being a tired medicine as well as a spirit in everything.
"What are you doing here? Take the wife or?
"Mother I'm sick, if wife," Denis shook his head.
"I'm divorced" Denis explained with his gloomy face.
Nayla feels uneasy after asking about the wife making Denis face change instantly, perhaps mourning the broken home.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to make you sad" Nayla said unkindly.
"No problem, just relax."
"Ehem," there was a Deheman voice from the other direction, it was Devan who was standing there with his face.
"Mass?" Nayla was surprised when she saw Devan's sudden arrival, it was certain that this would be a problem Nayla thought.
"How are you doing Doc?" Denis extended his hand to Devan.
Unfortunately not welcomed at all, Devan just saw without intending to reply. Even his two hands were still on each of his pants pockets.
Nayla took a heavy breath, just look at the man in the white coat. Her husband must have been so if it was in cold mode.
Maybe Devan can act crazy in front of him, but not when faced with others.
"Mas," Nayla holds Devan's arm, not wanting her husband to beat Denis up.
Given Denis was a person who had been close to him, even had proposed to him at that time.
"All right, excuse me" Denis said goodbye to seeing Devan's cold face, not wanting to make a fight in the hospital crowd which would later become a spectacle.
"Yes Mas," Nayla smiled awkwardly completely keeping Devan feeling. But I also appreciate Denis.
Now Nayla began to sigh in relief, lucky that there was no fight.
Nayla looked up at Devan.
"Open up a lot of patients?"
Seeing Devan just silent Nayla so confused, did she make a mistake?
Surely the answer is yes, Devan must be upset because he met Denis.
Nayla walks next to Devan, trying to keep up with every step Devan is walking out.
Arriving at the parking lot Devan immediately entered the car, followed by Nayla with a feeling of anxiety.
"Dad, not work?" Felix immediately asked because Devan had just told him to go home, on the grounds that his father was going to work.
Then why is he in the car now, other than to come home, then for what else?
"Dad, just want to take you home, afraid Mother forgets the way home," explained Devan insinuated Nayla.
Nayla is surprised to hear Devan's answer, but chooses silence and stares out.
"Sir, move. Do you remember the way home too? Or should I point?!" Devan asked the driver who was his target.
Gluey! Nayla could only take a sip of saliva, right as expected.
Her husband was in a god-level upset and jealous mode, it was obvious she was pregnant with Devan's child, where he might still be looking for another man.
"Dad, sir the driver is used to ngaterin us, anywhere. To the mall, to school, where to go! Dad was weird," Felix quickly explained to himself who was sitting next to the driver looking back.
Where both his parents sat with Adnan who was in the middle.
Devan who was sitting next to Adnan looked at Nayla sharply.
"Good then, next time if you want to go home directly. Don't interrupt!" Sindir Devan again.
"Mas, what the hell!" Nayla was upset and looked at Devan sharply.
He could not possibly speak at length at this time, considering his two children were watching.
"Wash your hands!" Tell Devan when the car is parked in front of the house.
"Yes," Nayla soon went down, choosing to obey rather than quarrel.
"Wear soap, beware if you dare to repeat it again, this is the first and last warning!" Pungkas Devan's.
Nayla nodded in understanding, it seemed that her husband really did not want anyone to greet her, to shake hands just not allowed. Other than Nanda, only Nanda can shake hands with her, without exception.
Devan returns to the hospital, Nayla realizes that Devan is coming home just to deliver himself.
Arriving at the main door he saw Rima and Aditya, for a moment Nayla stopped her footsteps and watched two people who were involved in an argument.
"So, I don't want to get pregnant!" Rima shouted while throwing a pregnancy test kit on Aditya's face.
"You pregnant?" Nayla is shocked to hear that, Rima turns her neck to see Nayla.
Rima momentarily fell silent, not expecting that anyone heard his words.
"Rima, are you pregnant?" Nayla repeated her question as she moved closer.
Rima nodded weakly, then wiped her tears.
"It's because of you! Why are you so annoying!" Rima said full of anger.
Aditya just kept quiet without talking, I don't know what the man was thinking.
Even though since coming home from work Rima continued to be angry she just kept quiet and listened.
"Huus! Don't be so loud, it's not good for anyone to hear it" Nayla said, not wanting her in-laws to hear Aditya and Rima's quarrel.
"Nayla, how should I go?" Rima cried and hugged Nayla so tightly.