Love Nayla Sincerely
I'm Aware Now

Farhan scrunched his forehead, he did not understand what Nayla was saying, "Maksduya?" tanyakanya.

"Not meaning anything, it's there if you want to take a shower, let me get you a change of clothes." Nayla then pushed Farhan into the bathroom.

Time passed, Farhan had already finished his bath and so on. He looked around the room, Nayla was not there, he said he wanted to tell her something, but look at the moment he just disappeared. Just about to exit the room, a voice from the front of the door along with the door opening stopped his steps.

"Mas, lunch first huh, haven't eaten yet right?" asked Nayla, the article was Farhan came home almost noon.

"Yes, Nay," Farhan answered, he walked up to Nayla and the two walked together to the dining room.

After their lunch, Nayla takes Farhan to her study.

"Why come here?" farhan asked as Nayla pulled her hand into the study.

"I want to show you something, and that's what I want to ask you too" replied Nayla without looking at Farhan.

Farhan followed without protest, sitting on the sofa while Nayla stepped up to her desk, opened the drawer under the table and took a photo she had found last night.

Nayla sat on Farhan's side, and she thrust the photo in front of Farhan. Farhan also received the photo.

"Mas Farhan Belom can move on from him huh? So it's still a picture of you two" said Nayla in a sad tone.

Farhan smiled, he knew he was jealous, "Mas did not know if this photo still exists, I think I have thrown away all the photos of him, even never open the drawer," farhan said, then he tore the photo into two parts, some of which he tore into pieces and some he gave to Nayla.

"It's yours now, keep it, or you want to tear it too?" farhan asked as he gave Nayla a photo of herself.

Nayla scrunched her forehead, she did not understand what Farhan said, why she had to keep such a torn photo.

"Why did I take this photo? I don't want to keep the photo, he wants the real one, not the photo" he said smiling shyly and then lowered his head.

Farhan pulled Nayla's chin, making the girl look up at him. Closing his face to Nayla's face, as if he knew what Farhan was going to do, he closed his lips with a palm.

Farhan scrunched his forehead, he was a little annoyed by the rejection Nayla gave. "Why?" tanyakanya.

Instead of answering, Nayla pointed to the top, where there was CCTV. Farhan looked towards Nayla's index finger, regretting disappearing alternately with a smile on his lips, he had thought Nayla was rejecting him for another reason.

"If you see other people it's not funny, Mas" said Nayla.

"Not going to be, at most, a clay Mas" Farhan said.

Nayla snorted, "There's still more I want to ask," he said, switching the conversation.

"OK deh. Why ask again? He said he wanted a story, but he was curious about your story, too,"

"Okay, the story is not here, because here it is finished," said Nayla then she moved from her seat.

"Yes in my room, so I can do it that was delayed" Farhan said with a teasing smile.

Nayla stopped her steps, then she turned around and sat down again on the sofa, with Farhan's quick movements preventing her.

Nayla did not reply, she again stepped out of Farhan's study and into the room.

"Let's say he wants a story" the two are now on the bed, with Farhan lying on Nayla's side, leaning on the head of the bed.

"Mas, earlier I was sorry to have been in your possession for a few days, I was feeling sorry," Nayla said as she looked at Farhan who was by her side.

Farhan moved, he also sat down at Nayla's side, "Mas also apologized, this is all because Mas was jealous of you in the park at that time with Irfan, Irfan, moreover, you are even indifferent and that makes me even more upset," explained Farhan.

"So Mas Farhan saw me with Irfan in the garden?" nayla asked, she sighed, Farhan nodded.

"I didn't meet him on purpose, and we kept chatting. He knew that I was thinking about something, and I kept being honest with him, that night I was jealous of Mas Farhan for calling out his ex's name and saying that he still loved him, and that's also why I kept quiet, Mas" Nayla looked at Farhan's eyes. "Does she still love him?" tanyakanya.

Farhan sighed, "Honestly, Nay, it's hard for me to forget that he's been in here for years," pointing to his chest, "But as time goes on it has eroded Nay, and he's gone on, and I just realized that my love for her had turned away," looked at Nayla who was also looking at her.

"I just realized that I love you, yes that time when I saw you with Irfan, I was jealous of Nay" he added.

Nayla smiled, without feeling her tears escaped without permission, of course it was happy tears. Then Nayla hugged Farhan and was countered by the young man.

"Thank you, I love you too. I was so happy" Nayla wiped her tears, still in Farhan's arms.

Farhan kissed the top of Nayla's head a few times, let go of her embrace and then he kissed her forehead alternately with both cheeks and lips at a glance.

"Udah did not have to cry, not in anything else was crying first," said Farhan, wiping the remaining tears on Nayla's cheeks.

"This is it, moved by Mas, not crying out of sadness," said Nayla pouting, then she leaned her body on the head of the bed.

Farhan did the same. He placed one hand on Nayla's shoulder, then pulled the girl's head to rest on her shoulder.

"I want to tell you about what happened yesterday, Mas Farhan, don't be angry" Nayla said, staring at Farhan's face from the side.

"Yes dear" said Farhan with a smile.

Nayla recounts the events of yesterday and several days ago when both of them were immersed in their respective oceans of egos.

Farhan listened, he seemed a little surprised by Nayla's story. "Keep Irfan, he can do reckless with you and Mas do not want it to happen, Mas knows very well how the character of the child, he will continue to try to get what he wants," pausing the sentence for a moment, "Make a lesson from this incident, our household problems should not be told to others, if you can keep the story but with the closest people," said Farhan.

Nayla nodded, "Yes Mas, I realize now. I'll also avoid Irfan," he said.

"Not only Irfan, but all men who are not mahrom" said Farhan, "I'm enough to be a man close to you" he added with a smile.

"Ma ...." Nayla's words were cut because Farhan interrupted. He knew Nayla would protest.

"Maxduknya deck-deket rich gini dear," somehow since when the face of the two is not spaced. Nayla closed her eyes, feeling the touch of a chewy object touch her lips. The two exchanged salivae, shedding pent-up longing.

Seriate.....

》》Pliss don't imagine. upst.