Love For Nabila
Dissemblance.

Inside the silence suddenly came the sound of a door pull that was slowly opened, but it felt so loud in the ears of a woman who is currently daydreaming while looking at the bowl of her former dinner that she continues to wash repeatedly.

“ Assalamualaikum.”

The head that had been steadily lowered immediately looked up, as the voice of the man he was so familiar with burst out. Making the owner of the frail body was immediately alert to the coming.

“ Yes Rabb...How is this?“ He nodded, panicking himself.

At this time Nabila has not been able to see the owner of the voice, because his heart is still not arranged. And now he's coming this fast to pick her up.

“ Nabila! Darling...?” Call the voice again with a half-screaming tone, because it is not quick to get the authorization from the owner of the name.

If you are confused, you have to behave how about this situation. Should he pretend not to know and assume the incident never happened? Or should she just be angry at her husband by asking for an explanation of what he had seen earlier in the Mall parking lot? But.is he ready, with all his answers later.

Nabila just stay in his place, reluctant to move or speak. He was still confused and a little anxious. His heart was not ready to listen to the explanation of all the questions that had filled his mind since.

Fear.that is how he feels now, should he feel disappointed again after all the surrender he gave to the man?

Nabila. “ No! gaw. I'm not ready, and I'll never be ready for it. So please Lord, can everything go like the nights before. Please, I'm asking for just this once to make me feel like I've never seen it at all. “ Please Nabila on his one-on-one current helper. But it feels free because of course it will never happen. His body is still healthy at this place, unless he was having an accident and then amnesia, it might happen.

Really am. The seal is Nabila now. To expect something beyond reason.

Taking a deep breath, Nabila turned her body. I smile when I see my husband walking towards me. Trying to act like nothing happened. “ Okay Nabila, pretend to be blind and try to trust your husband. You want to be happy, right? this is the way.” His mind encourages itself. Putting aside the reality that exists.

“ Mas! how fast did it get there? No need to bother to pick it up. Actually I was going straight home after nganterin Zahra.” His words were made as much as possible, even though his heart was eager to scream for an explanation. But he held it in order to maintain the happiness he had just felt.

Bhintara closed his eyes when he heard Nabila's voice in the air, Slightly able to sigh in relief. I did not think that the wife was acting ordinary.

Bhintara could see clearly that Nabila was forcing himself by pretending to be rigid showing his fake smile. He knew his woman wasn't okay. But why would he even hurt his own heart by acting as if nothing happened. Wh why?

Really, I really want to run and hug her. Apologizing for everything that happened. But he himself was also terrified if he had to say it. Maybe Silence and following the flow made Nabila would be better, than forcing honest but he would lose his wife.

Well, Bhintara will choose silence, and will not speak until Nabila himself asks. All of this he did in order to keep Nabila to stay beside him.

“ Dear, here. I..tadi...”

“ Mas! “ Sergey Nabila directly who does not want to listen at all to the explanation from Bhintara for now.

Consider Nabila a coward, he's okay. For it is better that he does not know than to be told but inflicts tremendous pain on his heart.“ I came to get me, right? What if we go straight home. Last night, pity Zahra he also needs rest.”

“ Heh! yes, how?”

Bhintara was silent for a long time looking at his wife, wondering to himself. Actually what is behind the attitude of his wife at this time, who insisted once wanted to look mediocre in front of him. Even though he himself almost crazy to think about the answers that will be given by Nabila for all his questions.

Really, this all made him confused and wondering. What his wife feels right now.

...…...

Nabila should be angry with Bhintara, or at least demand an explanation to the man directly. But why did he choose to shut up and put everything aside? Just because he wants to be happy.

Though by holding it yourself, does not it even make him hurt more? But Nabila also did not understand what his heart wanted. She wants to be very angry, but the other side of her also feels unbearable if she has to silence her husband again.

Actually, what happened to him? Why was he so weak and powerless to vent his anger as he looked into the man's eyes. And what's with those eyes? Why now even Bhintara who actually looks more pain than him.

And again, who is the guilty person here? Why is it even himself who feels thumping like this. His brain suddenly froze, unable to think at all. Even he could listen to his own heartbeat that was constantly flirting.

“ Deck?” Call Bhintara in the silence.

Nabila looked nervous. “I.iya Mas.”

“ Out of rain, close the window. Dek Nabila can hurt later. “ Bhintara started the chat after a few minutes passed they just kept quiet with each other.

“ Oh.okay. Sorry.” Answer Nabila who directly raise the car glass until it is tightly closed. Then choose to directly lean his body on Jog Mobil while closing his eyes. Pretending to sleep to avoid talking to her husband, while calming her down

Bhintara smiled looking at his wife. Stretching out one hand her stroked Nabila's head fondly. “ Really tired huh, hem? Already eaten?”

Nabila directly open and turn “ Ya?” Sahut Nabila dazed, then blinked his eyes for a while as his eyes glared directly at Bhintara's face.

She was eager to ask her husband for an explanation, or at least could listen to a sentence of defense that could calm the rumble in her heart. that everything would be fine, surely it was a great relief. But he's helpless? Because the heart does not allow it.

" Is there anything you want to ask the deck? Ready to answer it. " Bhintara said later, because he was unable to see the annoyance of the wife's face earlier, "This forehead..." He touched the forehead that had continuously raised the pain, then switched to stroking Nabila's cheek gently. " Mas can't afford to see this moody face bending continuously, so please ask everything until you are satisfied and feel relieved. God willing, I will answer with all my honesty."

Nabila just throw his face to the side to avoid, then throw his face forward staring at the streets “ Mas by the way what the hell? I was just tired, my patients were a lot. We ate it before we came. Zahra makes my favorite boiled noodles, and it's pretty full." Answer Nabila's lie.

Bhintara smile. Grab Nabila's hand for him to hold. Even though the owner had rejected it strongly. “ Maaf” That one word alone is all he can get out of his mouth. Hope to be able to calm the heart of Nabila at this time.

" I'm sorry for what, aren't you wrong? " The answer to his fiber will be satire. " Here you go, I'm a spicker. Can we go home to you right now? It's so sleepy, it's a break. " More while pura - pura yawn.

" What! Your house? " Task Bhintara once again to be sure.

Nabila turned to "Yes, it's your home, right?"

Bhintara immediately pulled over to stop the speed of his car suddenly. Then stared intently at Nabila. " Just my house you said? That's our house! Home K-I-T-A baby!!" Bhintara ngotak.

Nabila shot his shoulder tired, relax a little of his muscles that had stiffened trying to budge. " Yes, yeah. It's up to you. And now, can you run the car again?"

Seen Bhintara scooped his face with riled "Astagfirullah Nabila..kamu make mas bin....."

" Yes! I'm tired of needing a break, let me sleep. And please wake me up, if we get home later okay! "

Bhintara's mouth silenced with Nabila's words back to his sniffles, his chest slightly felt pain in the heart. Nabila's attitude returned cold as in the early days of marriage.

It would be better if now he gets a slap or a blow from his wife, than having to repeat to Nabila who can hurt his heart.

Bhintara gripped the steering wheel firmly until her fingernails turned white, Biting her lips restrained so as not to get out of control." Honey, please please don't be like this in return. I won't be able to." The moaning in the heart.