Handsome Husband Wife Unapparent
Riko's inflamed, Cintya's coming

Bhishma speaks frankly without anything being covered up. Naila was not feeling well. Looking at the husband who looks just silently watching with an incomprehensible look. Looking at Rony who could only swallow the salivary out of guilt.

"Here you go, please don't talk about it anymore, yes" Naila said.

"Sorry, Naila. I don't mean anything. I just want to tell those who say bad things to you. They don't know how you really are. Even many handsome, established men want to propose to you for your kindness and piety, but you reject them all." Back Bhishma gave an explanation.

In her college days, Naila was not a good-looking girl. However, the many advantages it had, intelligence, kindness, purity, friendliness, made its simple appearance look charming. Some handsome men tried to approach him and some even directly proposed to Naila. One of them is Bhishma and until now the taste is still there. However, he had to come back disappointed because his girlfriend was married.

"really? Are you one of them?" ask Riko curiously. Naila was starting to feel uncomfortable.

"Hahaha .. sorry, of course yes. I applied for Naila once, but my fate is the same as anything else. You are a very lucky man, Mr. Riko. Please don't waste a wife like Naila. I even went around looking for him when his photos went viral at the time. I intend to marry her and make her beautiful and special so that the world will no longer demean her" replied the Bhishma who made Riko growled.

Naila, who was already uncomfortable, grew more agitated with the words of her old friend. Seen by him, Riko's hardened jaw, holding something churning in the chest. Emotional or jealous, Naila doesn't know, just hoping not to cause trouble. Naila cupped her hands together as a gesture to Bhishma not to continue her story. Bhishma understood, but she just smiled in response.

"And I'm sure, Mr. Riko is indeed a husband who loves you very much and can take care of you. Your face now looks sweeter and ayu, Naila. That's why I immediately approached you because I wanted to make sure that this was the Naila I knew first," continued Bisma deliberately. He also knew Riko's face was starting to look upset.

"All right, I'll excuse you. The dish we serve today is free for all of you, just think of it as a welcome to an old friend. Again, I apologize for interrupting. Hemm ... Can you have your phone number, Naila?" bisma asked as she moved from her seat.

"This is my business card. If you want to meet Naila, please call me first." Riko immediately took the business card that was in the wallet and gave it to Bhishma. Naila just kept silent, not daring to make a sound.

"All right then. You really take care of your wife. But if I may suggest, don't be too hard on Naila. Thanks again for coming to our restaurant. Good day everyone, assalamu'alaikum, Naila."

Bhishma passed and walked back to his room. It was not satisfied that he made Riko angry. It's just that she pityed Naila who already looked agitated.

Farel invited them all home because of the already uncomfortable atmosphere. Rony asked for his own permission to go home, arguing that there was something he had to take care of. Since the arrival of the handsome restaurant owner, Rony felt the atmosphere was different. Even he did not expect, Bhishma so admired Naila. Moreover, Bisma said she wanted to give calculations to people who had uploaded photos of Naila, suddenly her chest felt tight unable to breathe air.

Before getting into the car, Farel pulls Riko's hand away from them and invites her to talk. He was very sure at this moment Riko was holding back the anger. Farel has memorized the nature of his best friend.

"Broo, don't be jealous, don't be mad at Naila. Your wife is not a seductive woman. I suggest you take care of him. Although her face is not as beautiful as Clara or Vella, but it turns out secretly many who like. Be careful, you don't go too far. Women do not like to be too suspected especially to be restrained. Make your wife a special woman as Bhishma said she was" Farel advised her best friend.

"All right, I get it. I'm not gonna be mad at Naila. It's all his past. It's just .. ah, that's it. Thank you for the advice," Riko replied, her emotions had already seemed to subside.

Riko and Farel embrace like friends who will be separated again. Their cars drove to their respective destinations. Naila felt the journey home this time was so long, especially her husband did not invite her to talk at all. Finally, he forced himself to close his eyes rather than feel the atmosphere he did not like.

Arriving at home, Riko saw a white luxury car parked in front of her house. Naila looks good next to him. If there were no guests, Riko would immediately carry his wife's tiny body. And now she has to wake Naila up because she doesn't know who's coming to her house.

"Honey, get up first, it's up," said Riko while stroking Naila's cheek.

"It's okay, honey. Yuk, we're down, it looks like we have a guest." Naila nodded her head and they both got out of the car, walked into the house. He saw a beautiful woman sitting on the sofa with Bara.

After greeting her, Naila and Riko sat down to join them. Bara's face looked sad, he immediately approached Naila and hugged her. Naila returned Bara's embrace and smiled at the woman before her. Naila then took Bara to the room and asked Bi Marni for help to take care of him. For some reason, Naila felt that something unpleasant would happen and she did not want Bara to see it.

"How are you, Riko, Naila? I'm sorry if my arrival annoys you," said the graceful-looking lady kindly.

"When did you come from Australia? And is there anything you want to tell us, Cintya?" ask Riko who no longer wants to talk, without answering Cintya's question.

"Hemm .. I want to pick up Bara now," Cintya replied guiltlessly.

"What's? You think Bara's stuff? You bring it to this house and leave it to us at will, pick it up without any news. Can you call us first?" Riko looks emotional and Naila just silently watches the two of them.

"Sorry, Riko. My phone's gone so I don't have your phone number or Naila's, I'm confused" Cintya said as she herself didn't know what to say.

"Reason! How many years have you worked in the papa company? Can you call me on the office phone?" ask Riko not to believe it.

"I'm sorry, I didn't think about it at all. Please, Riko. Thank you for taking care of my son. Now that I want to pick her up, my mother-in-law has already received Bara and asked that I ask her to stay with us" she said.

"Are you not thinking about your son's feelings? Can't you give Bara a day or two to get ready?" Riko raised her tone. Even Naila did not dare to speak because she realized that her husband was being ignited by emotions.

"I prepared everything there. So Bara doesn't have to bring anything. Let all his belongings be left here" Cintya explained at will.

"What I mean is not the preparation of his things, Cintya, but his feelings. Do you think your son has no feelings? I'm not letting you take him today. Tomorrow or the day after come back to pick him up. If you want to stay here, please. For sure don't take Bara now, I won't allow it. And I don't want to be denied!"

Riko got up from her seat and walked to her bedroom. Get inside the room while slamming the door tightly. The anger at the incident at the restaurant is still there, now plus Cintya who came to pick up Bara arbitrarily, making Riko more blood.

Undeniably, he began to love his sister. Especially if you think of Naila, it will definitely be sad because it parted with Bara. Not that he refused Bara to come with his mother, only that Riko wanted to give time together to Bara and Naila for a while. While Cintya was silent, she could no longer do anything about it.

"Sister, stay here. I will try to persuade Mas Riko, to let you leave tomorrow. Please, give us all time to prepare our hearts."

"Thank you, Naila. I don't want to trouble you. I'll stay at the inn, my clothes are still there. I'll take a break, yeah. Say my apologies to Riko. I'll come pick up my son tomorrow night" Cintya replied by force. He finally gave up on the decision of the owner of the house without daring to argue.

After her death, Naila stepped into her bedroom. Sighing a long breath at the door, relieve the anxiety that has been held since from the restaurant. With heavy steps, Naila entered slowly.