Love For Nabila
Why do these lips always remain silent hem?...

Maybe Zahra's proposal is a little crazy, like too wanting to drop Nabila's self-esteem to the bottom.

But.if in thought there is no harm also try and obey it.

This is also for their good. There is no harm in Donk! If Nabila did all that?

Now that the clock has shown at four in the afternoon, Nabila tidied his things into a bag. Rushed to go home soon to visit Bhintara at the college where he was teaching.

While walking towards the parking lot he occasionally saw a clock coiling in his hand. “ He should still be on campus at this hour.” He muttered to himself.

Actually Nabila had to wonder, what the hell was the man doing in his campus until late at night when he came home? He left early in the morning and went home too late.

It's only natural that Nabila is a little suspicious.

Although Nabila was indifferent for this week, but she still quietly observed the activities carried out by her husband from her wake to sleep again. Nothing was spared from Nabila's vision.

It is wrong if someone says that Nabila does not use the heart to understand the husband, because in fact he always uses feelings if it is about the enigmatic man.

Honestly, she had been suspicious of all the activities her husband had done so far, as unnatural in the view of Nabila and that was one that made her doubt Bhintara.

But he tried to get rid of those negative thoughts, in order to create his desire to change the name of Aulia to Nabila in Bhintara's heart.

Not that she did not want to talk to her husband, only that she was still angry with the man. It takes time to digest everything that happens and accept everything to be easy, not hurt his heart again.

But it seems like the situation has become more and more so if it is allowed to continue like this.

And be Nabila, who this time must first give up. Putting ego aside for the sake of the survival of the household later.

Nabila sighed softly, the air was still very hot pungent. The appearance he made as neat as possible, as well as thin makeup able to disguise his pale face thanks to the pink blush on his round cheeks.

She must look as beautiful as possible, even though her heart feels messy. But it's okay to please the husband, it can be this way.

While waiting for her message taxi she picked up the phone to contact Doctor Aisyah, to ask where the campus where her husband taught.

“ Asalamualaikum Bil, what is it? Again on the road, again at the hospital. How are you, how are you better? ”

“ Alhamduilah Doctor has somewhat improved, this Nabila also wants to go home. Oh yes, the address of the campus where mas Bhintar teaches where do you doc? “ ask Nabila.

Silence has no validity.

Maybe Aisyah's doctor was confused, with the question she asked. But care what? besides that woman also knew a little about the problem.so Nabila just asked where her husband taught that she should know herself.

Finally the taxi that was ordered by Nabila came too, he immediately entered the blue car and immediately leaned his body on the steering wheel for comfort. Because the air outside is enough to make it hot.

“ Doctor Aisyah.

“ Uh? Yes Bil. Sory...sory, that.. you are now the position is where?”

Now it is Nabila's turn to be silent, “ Why the question must be answered with a question too anyway?” batin Nabila grumbled.

“ Now I'm in Dok taxi, why?” answer Nabila as it is.

“Nothing anyway Bill. Emm... You University of Tunas Bangsa know not ?”

“ Don't really understand doc, but maybe the driver knows.”

Nabila looked forward to the pawn, and when his eyes met the eyes of the fathers who nodded their heads. Nabila smiled back while nodding politely as a thank you.

“ Oh then, later if you've got there you just look for building B, second floor, from the first stairs directly turn to the left. I think there will be the name Bhintara written on the doorstep deh Bil, if not wrong. Understand not? ”

“ Emm.......... a little dizzy anyway doc, but later try me find deh.” The answer is a little doubtful.

“ Mumet huh? Just as I am also complicated if you want to find the room mas Baim. Or gini aja Bil, you ask one of the students there. Keep asking for antherin only directly to the Tarbiyah faculty. Tell me you want to meet Mr. Bhintar so, let cepet.”

“ Okay, then doc thanks for the info I closed first ya phoneya. Asalamualaikum.”

“Waalaikum greetings.”

...***...

It takes up to thirty minutes to arrive at UTB (University of Tunas Bangsa). Do not ask again how the current state of Nabila, because he is now busy ples confused looking for where the location of the building was meant by doctor Aisyah earlier.

He almost sent a chat to Bhintara to ask where the room was, but urung when the net his eyes accidentally caught the existence of one of the yellow car gonjreng very he recognized who the owner of the tacky car.

Nabila frowned wonder, how could the car exist in a parking lot that is specifically intended for lecturers? Hasn't the owner of the car been there all this time? Why are you suddenly straying here?

Strange, it's really surprising.

Feeling the existence of the car is more attractive, he returned to surfing with his cellphone. Look for Vika's contacts in it. He wanted to make sure of himself with what he saw now, but again snuffed out because his Hanpond suddenly ran out of battery.

“ Ish...why the heck is this habit of dying when the situation is important like this? I've changed this for a long time, too, Hanpond. Make a sprain ! “

Nabila frenzied himself while staring at his flat object, and just stopped grumbling when he saw one beautiful student in hijab was passing in front of him by wearing a suit Almameter who struck Tarbiyah behind him.

Without wasting time he immediately stopped the way of the girl.

“ Excuse me deck, want the Tarbiyah Faculty where ya?”

The girl smiled. “ Coincidentally bgt brother, I also want to go there. Do you want to be together?” the bargain is directly in Nabila.

“ Yes can deck, let's not get rough too.”

While walking along Nabila threw some questions that will always be answered by the girl happily.

“ Oh yes, what majors are you in here? I never seem to have seen.” Ask the girl.

Nabila just smiled and then shook his head small “ Not really, I am not a student anymore, aka have graduated from many years ago hehe.”

The girl had displayed a surprised face but only briefly “Oh...Whoa!! but how not so obvious is that my brother still looks really cute? hehe”

Nabila chuckled "Yes his cute horn even looks like a marmot. " Answer answered Nabila who immediately published a crisp smile on both of their faces.

Then after that the two went back to silence, the girl was occasionally busy with her HP and Nabila was still engrossed in all her problems.

For a moment Nabila thought, did he tell the girl to drive him to Bhitara's room?

“ Emm...oh yes deck, do you mind if you take me to the room Mr Bhintar? ” pinta Nabila doubtful.

The girl immediately frowned confused “ Pak Bhintar which is it? There are two teachers here named Bhintar. Are they single or married? ”

Nabila seemed to think “ The one named Muhammad Bhintara Nakhla Al-Rasyid." Nabila paused "What is Mr Bhintar who is still Single? ”

Curious, just curious. Does the husband acknowledge their marriage or not?

And secretly hope that Bhintara never hide the status of those who have married in front of everyone.

Though if you remember himself who prefers to hide it all from the hospital friends, it would be unfair if Nabila demands it all from Bhintara.

Because from the beginning Nabila himself is still closing his heart. Another case with Bhintara who more showered him with all the attention of the man to seduce him.

Ah....., Nabila became more and more impatient to meet her man to apologize.

“ Oh's…. That handsome lecturer anyway? Say donk from earlier, if that one is already very famous in this faculty." The girl smiled as she laughed "He has always been the subject of our conversation on this campus, sis, no responsibility even those who are very idolizing Pak Bhintar until willing to be born inward if made his second wife. "

Nabila's eyes immediately widened in shock, not expecting if Bhintara's students to immediately judge the man. All this time he was ordinary.

" Why can on his side, what is special about him? " ask Nabila trying to fish.

" The player is loh kak, nakahan pingin in the hug. And another one that makes us add klepek-klepek, Dienya dear wife because hehehe.” Beo the girl.

Nabila's face had met red, hearing the narration of the girl who praised Bhintara blatantly. He even had time to think if Bhintar was really that fond of him? But how did the student know that her husband loved his wife?

Is Bhintara really the type of lecturer who is easy to indulge in personal matters in front of his students?

Tuh right? Again the man was full of puzzles that made Nabila curious.

Auk….When dizzy, let the time alone will answer it.

Not long in the middle of his mind who went somewhere, the girl who delivered it had stopped at the end of the stairs. Then point to a room that is on it already inscribed the name Bhintara there.

" Sister is the room, Mr. Bhintar. "

Nabila smiled. “ Thank you deck already anterin sister until here.”

“ Yes brother, equally. I entered class first yes sis.”

“ Yes please.”

...***...

Tok.dok…

“ Yes log in ! “

Slowly Nabila opened the door by restraining his heartbeat.

“Asalamualaikum.”

"Vaaa.......... Nabila !! "

Bhintara's eyes widened in shock when he found out who had come.

Nabila looked at Bhintara for a moment with nana's gaze. How could he be sitting in a room with a woman he knows so well. Sitting face to face in front of the man's desk.

Seeing Nabila coming, Bhintara looked surprised. But the shock felt by the man was not comparable to the shock of Nabila at this time.

Didn't expect it turned out that his arrival at this time was very inappropriate.

The woman in front of Bhintara immediately turned her head when her name was mentioned. But just being silent without making a sound, his face seemed to hint at something a lot. But really Nabila is not very good at reading someone's expression.

"Aulia.

Suddenly the dizziness that since noon hit now back Nabila feel, tightly he holds the door algae to hold the weight of his body.

He was limp in place, feeling his desperation this time was wrong. And tomorrow he will scold Zahra all out, for already proposing such a ridiculous idea.

Nabila was forced to put a fake smile in front of Aulia while nodding small and looking at Bhintara who still looked surprised.

Again he was faced with the charismatic woman once again, making the heart that had been full of determination now suddenly shriveled. If you have to compare with women, Nabila is really nothing.

Aulia got up from the chair and immediately said goodbye to Bhintara want to get out.

“ Yaudah then sis, please let her guest in. I'm done, first yes Asalamualaikum.”

"Waalaikumsalam warohmatullah. "

See it? even in the presence of Nabila alone, they can still be like that. It was natural that she who was not his label as a wife was jealous and a little angry.

Where is there a woman who is not upset if she sees her husband is still as concerned with his ex-wife-to-be?

Nabila sure not only himself who will feel disappointed if placed in the current situation? maybe even almost 90 percent of a woman will not be sincere. Aye right?

Bhintara then nodded small, while Nabila smiled down. Reluctant to look at Aulia's departure, even though she was still at the doorstep.

Now there is only Nabila and Bhintara there. Nabila was still standing in his place. He hesitates between going in or finding an excuse and going out and going home.

Nabila is still busy thinking, while Bhintara has begun to wait for his wife.

Seeing that there was no intention of the woman to enter and sit down, Bhintara immediately moved from the chair to walk towards the wife.

But. again he again got a rejection with the retreat of Nabila two steps from where he stood.

“ Dear...” Finally Bhintara tried to reach Nabila's hand, but the woman turned her hand before Bhintra as if asking for something.

“ I just want to ask for a backup key, sorry if disturbing. The key I usually carry is left in the room.” Sarkas Nabila who presents a squeak on Bhintara's forehead.

A lie! Nabila just make an excuse, because from earlier the house key is still neatly stored in his bag.

Notya gave the key that Nabila meant. Bhintara instead went back inside, sitting in his original place. Crossing his two hands on his chest while continuing to look into Nabila's eyes.

Forced Nabila to pay attention to all the movements that Bhintara did, holding back upset because he did not give what he asked. The man came back in.

“ Why sit down again?! quickly give me the key and I will leave soon.” he said while grinning.

The cold war between the two will continue, whether until when? Nabila doesn't know. But certainly his plan to make up will fail miserably, considering Nabila who again put his ego above all else.

“ Come here baby, take it yourself.” Bhintara propped up his chin on the table by displaying a haughty face that further provoked Nabila's emotions.

Nabila regretted it ! really !!

Look out, this is all because of Zahra! just wait for tomorrow. He will give the same calculation of the crazy solution girl.

“ Where? ” forced him to walk up to Bhintara's table with a stomp of his feet. Stop right in front of the table.

Intentions want to play a little with reason forget to leave the door lock at home and then leave, but now even himself who is trapped in his own game.

Ck.wetting.

Zahra.

Inwardly, he unceasingly blamed Zahra for causing this to happen. If he had not obeyed the woman's words, he would have now rested comfortably in his room and continued his anger somehow until when.

“The key I keep in the drawer.” Bhintara glanced down at his desk, which Nabila could immediately guess if that was where the key was.

Nabila just wanted to run out of there, but if that he did then it's the same as he would expose his own lies in front of annoying men like Bhintara.

Nabila was still in place. While Bhintara has rewinded his body and chair back away from the table. Like to make sure if he will not make it difficult for Nabila to take the key.

“ The faster deck Nabila take it then it will be fast you get it and can go home soon.”

The persuasion was so convincing, making Nabila frustrated to hear the half-mocking tone of the command. Nabila hates, hates to see the sly smile on the lips of the man.

"Based on the order of the order ! know this I'll just let him go."

Feeling that there was no other choice, Nabila was forced to advance closer to the table. Instantly open the drawer quickly, but nil. It turned out that there were only a few papers in there.

"Lied ! you deceitful man !! "

“ Where is the key? There's nothing here.”

Nabila still seriously flipped the paper repeatedly, sharpen the viewer but still does not exist.

Until the creaking of the chair shocked Nabila. She's looking.

" What are you..... "

The deg!

Suddenly, Nabila's body was pulled firmly by Bhintara's hands. The woman was shocked to death when her husband put her in his lap. He locked and wrapped Nabila in a tight wound from behind.

“Mas, what the hell is off not?” he said while wriggling in Bhintara's arms to escape immediately.

Bhintara shakes.“ No, I will not let you off that easily.”

Nabila was silent stiff in Bhintara's arms, letting the man's hands embrace his stomach and one more hand rub his cheek from behind.

Original, nape Nabila immediately goosebumps. Even her lips trembled without asking as she felt a small kiss land on her shoulder which was blocked by the headscarf.

“ M-mas, don't kayak gini. Take it off first, okay we can say this is good.” whine Nabila which actually even more makes Bhintara tighten his arms.

“ You always say it's the same mas, but what in fact? Dek Nabila is always blurred and getting away without listening to my explanation first.” Said while turning Nabila's body quickly facing him.

Nabila was shocked by one movement made by her husband. Their eyes met immediately.

“ What do you know? that the attitude of the deck of Nabila who is always silent for a week has made the heart of the restless? ”

Their gaze was equally glued, back to look at each other from such a close distance made Nabila really nervous half to death.

Nabila closed her eyes as she felt a gentle swipe on her lips.“ Why is this always silent hem? Mas do not like.” continued Bhintara by continuing to touch it using his thumb.

Nabila's mind drifted, Bhintara's touch this time made him soar to the clouds.

Is it possible that her husband has already started, dear?

I don't know...... The author is not a headache.

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