Love Nayla Sincerely
I Want to Get Married Without a Girlfriend

"I'll learn to love you Nayla" he murmured, still clinging to the face of the wife, touching her pink lips, and then

Cup

He landed a flash kiss on the lips, it turns out that the flash kiss made the master squirm, hastily Farhan away from Nayla's face, he was afraid if Nayla noticed.

Slowly Nayla opened her eyes, she looked at Farhan who was standing in the doorway, she felt someone kissing her lips, she unconsciously held her lips.

"So like someone kissed me, could it be Mas Farhan?" His inner.

Farhan became misbehaved himself, timidly Nayla knowing if he had time to kiss his lips. But he acted as if nothing had happened.

"Just want me to wake up first," said Farhan, he deliberately lied, "Let's go home this afternoon," asked Farhan.

"I mean I'm just a dream, there's just a dream" Nayla murmured in her heart.

"Are we daydreaming?" said Farhan because Nayla just continued her daydream.

Nayla awakens from her daydream, "Yes Mas," she replies, then picks up the book next to her. He got up from his seat and approached Farhan.

"What books do you read?" asked Farhan, pretending not to know.

"Em .. This is a textbook," replied Nayla a little nervous, she was embarrassed if Farhan found out what he read, in fact Farhan had seen the book, he deliberately tested Nayla.

"Look at it." His hand asked for the book.

"Make what? Don't worry" Nayla hid the book behind her body.

"The more you forbid, I'm curious about Nay, definitely not a textbook, right?" farhan asked, he raised one eyebrow.

Doubtfully Nayla handed the book she had in her hand to Farhan, she bowed her head, embarrassed.

Farhan received the book, and he smiled, "Study well." He rattled the top of Nayla's hair.

The girl was surprised, then she looked up at the sweet smiling Farhan towards her. Replying to that smile awkwardly.

"I'm glad you read the book, but not just read it in practice as well" said Farhan, "Let's go home now," he added without waiting for Nayla's answer. Then he returned the book to Nayla, and the girl accepted it.

Farhan took his briefcase, and Nayla, too, took his bag and put it in his bag. He borrowed the book from his college friends. When he knew what his friend had read, he borrowed the book, because he had not had time to read it so he took it home.

"We're one car, let your car be brought home with Dika, I told him to" said Farhan then he grabbed Nayla's hand. The girl did not refuse him, she accepted Farhan's hand gladly.

Farhan returned to his wife's hand as he exited his room. Either he deliberately pretended in front of his employees to look happy, or did it because of the desire from his heart, I don't know.

Even after arriving at the parking lot, he opened the car door for Nayla. Nayla was embarrassed by Farhan's treatment, because she had never been treated as sweet by others before. Other guy? Ah yes now even Farhan is no one else, she is her husband.

"Please Mas" said Nayla, his face was flushed like a rotting tomato.

Farhan followed Nayla into the car, he closed the car door and drove the car forward at moderate speed.

"Have you ever had a boyfriend before?" farhan asked, a few moments after taking his iron train.

Nayla shook her head, "Never Mas" she replied briefly.

"Have you ever liked someone? I mean love a man?" Farhan again asked, he was curious about the life of Nayla that he did not know.

Nayla shook her head again, "Not really," she replied.

"really? In this day and age there is rarely anything like you, I think a thousand and one may," his gaze remained focused on the road, "If you like it?" back asking.

"There may be, but I don't know it either, Mas,"

Farhan nodded, "Why don't you want to date?" again he asked.

Nayla thought for a moment, "Because I want to get married without having to date, usually dating for years they do not get married, even after marriage they are divorced, they are divorced, and I didn't want that to happen, didn't want to feel heartbreak either" this time Nayla answered at length.

"And the Lord grant your prayers now" Farhan turned to Nayla for a moment, smiling at her. Surely Farhan's smile was countered by Nayla.

As time passed, they arrived at the courtyard. During the trip the two looked engrossed in chatting, even without feeling they had reached the courtyard of the house.

The two got out of the car, then went inside the house, climbed the stairs to his room. Nayla put the bag in place, as did Farhan.

"Mas Farhan, would you like to take a shower, would you like a break?" ask Nayla.

"Directly take a shower, my body is very sultry," he replied, then he took off the suit he was wearing. Nayla took the suit that Farhan was going to put on the bed, and she took the suit and put it away with the other dirty clothes.

Prepare warm water for the husband, because this is too late in the afternoon, will catch a cold shower. Exit the bathroom after finishing preparing warm water for Farhan.

"Well, I'm ready for warm water, here's a change of clothes." Nayla put Farhan's change of clothes on the bed, "I want to cook for dinner, hopefully this time it's not as good as it was this morning" she added, smiling at her husband, then he stepped out of the room.

Farhan returned Nayla's smile, "Thank you, Nay" he said, then he went into the bathroom.

While Nayla goes out of the room to the kitchen, she will make dinner for them, she tries to be a good wife even though love is not present between the two. Even so Nayla was happy to do all her tasks.

Nayla reached the kitchen, she saw her maid there too, apparently preparing food for dinner.

"Bik, let me just cook, Bibik can do other work, if Bibik can not rest," pinta Nayla, he wants to cook alone without the help of his assistant.

"Okay Non, excuse me, Aunt" said her maid, then she stepped out of the kitchen.

Nayla thought about what to cook for dinner, after finding the idea she began to prepare the ingredients needed.

Seriate.....