Love Nayla Sincerely
What's Important?

"Nay, go home with me," said Irfan, they are now in the cafe parking lot.

"No Bang, I just said that Mas Farhan went the same way Rara so I went home also had to be the same Rara, if Bang Irfan would anter come on, follow us from behind," Nayla chimps, said, he did not want the husband to assume that no-no, because he had not told if he was currently with Irfan.

"You've been riding a motorcycle together" said Irfan.

"Yaudah come on Ra, after my anter to Mas Farhan's office, please if you want to date whatever, the important thing is my anterin first," said Nayla, then he climbed on a bike Rara metic.

Rara propelled her motor at medium speed. Irfan followed them both from behind.

It didn't take long, they reached Farhan's office. Nayla first got off Rara's bike, then she took off the helmet and gave the helmet to Rara.

"Thank you Ra, already nganterin, would you like to come in what is not?" nayla asked, actually she already knew the answer that would be given by Rara.

"Other times. Say hello to my brother," said Rara, "Eh yes, can I nitip the motor here?" rara asked a little doubt.

"Please, the important thing is to take it not too late, because the gate must have been closed," replied Nayla.

"Ready bosque" said Rara, holding her hand over her forehead as if she was respecting a flag.

Nayla nodded, "Gue first, if the courtship is not strange, inget not yet muhrim," said Nayla then she darted into the office lobby, but Rara had not had time to chim in her words.

As usual, Nayla went into Farhan's room without permission, as it was her custom. Though he often comes when there are guests there, but it all does not make Nayla change.

Opened the door to the workroom, but inside it looked quiet and there was no one there. Nayla chose to sit on the sofa, resting herself there. Riding the motorbike for only thirty minutes has made him feel tired, because it has been a long time since he never rode a motorcycle.

The door opened, and the husband was there. Smiling when Nayla was in her room, she approached Nayla and sat by her side.

"It's been a long time, baby?" tanyanya, while rattling Nayla's hair.

"Just five minutes ago Mas" answered Nayla, then she grabbed her husband's hand for a kiss.

"Kok lemes? Wh why? Not having lunch yet?" farhan asked, because he saw Nayla's face a little pale.

"Okay Mas, come the first month of the day," he replied. "I haven't eaten yet, I want to eat with you Mas," he added spoiledly.

"Oh jaudah, we eat first after that you rest. Just eat here, Mas pesenin, what do you want to eat?" asked Farhan, he swiped the screen of his phone.

"Same on Mas" replied Nayla.

It didn't take long, the food they ordered came. Both of them enjoyed their lunch in silence. Occasionally Farhan fed Nayla, and was gladly received by his wife. Farhan already memorized if the coming month, the portion of Nayla's meal increased but strangely, his wife did not get fatter, even though Nayla never kept her diet.

After finishing her lunch, Nayla cleaned up their food marks, after she finished sitting at her husband's side again.

"Mas, I want to talk to you about something" Nayla said.

"Speak, it just so happens that Mas isn't too busy today" Farhan sat down to his wife.

"Sorry before, Mas, I did not tell you, actually Sherena invited me to meet without you and I obey," said Nayla slowly, she was afraid the husband was angry.

Farhan frowned, "Why did he ask to see you? Did he do evil to you?" tanya Farhan.

Nayla recounted everything Sherena had said without the slightest trace of her being left behind.

"According to him like that, someone wants to do evil with Mas Farhan," Nayla disavowed the story.

"What yes? Ah it seems that Sherena is just making things up, baby, don't have to think too much about it," Farhan doesn't just believe what Sherena told Nayla.

"But if what he said is true, how is Mas? The important thing is that we have to be vigilant and careful" when Nayla believes what Sherena says, but somehow Farhan feels sherena is lying.

"Yes, we give up everything the same that governs life. Do not think about it, Mas will be careful as you say," Farhan finally agreed Nayla, he understood once his wife came to the moon, his emotions were very unstable.

"Yaudah, come rest baby, Mas want to work again," said Farhan while wiping the top of the head of the wife.

"Happy work, baby" he said, then he went into the room in the room.

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Farhan seems to be not concentrating on work, he thinks about what Nayla says, guessing who Sherena means, but he does not find out who it is. Since all of his employees were well known, nothing looked suspicious. The closest person in the office, Dika he could not be betrayed, considering Farhan had helped the young man a lot, while still in school and college first. The reason for choosing Dika because the young man is clever, deft and certainly can be trusted.

Rita, it's impossible too. Farhan has known Rita since she was in school, the girl is very good with her since long ago. All his subordinates like his representatives were also not random people, because they all used to work with the Papa.

"There seems to be no one like Sherena's accusation, maybe he's making it up" he murmured.

Farhan sighed deeply, "For the trouble, so no work," he murmured again.

Rather than his job going wrong because he was not concentrated in work, Farhan chose to follow Nayla into the room. It is better to rest his mind for a moment than to think of things that are not yet clear.

Opening the room door, seeing the wife was already sound asleep. One more habit of Nayla when the moon is coming, which likes to sleep. Sometimes when he wakes up in the morning he oversleeps because it is difficult to wake up.

Farhan went up to the bed, laid himself on the side of the wife who was behind him, and hugged Nayla from behind, smelling a rose from her hair that made her calmer.

Farhan sensed movement from Nayla.

"Mass?" nayla asked quietly, but still heard by Farhan.

"Dear, I'm sleeping again, Mas is going to sleep, too" Farhan said.

Nayla nodded, then she closed her eyes again, as did Farhan.

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Dika, who was outside the room Farhan, looked confused, the article had repeatedly knocked on the door, but there was no answer from inside, trying to open the door turned out in the key, because Farhan had locked the door before entering the room.

"Sir Farhan is inside?" asked the cold young man to Rita.

"There was his wife, too" replied Rita. "Go in," he said.

"In the key," replied Dika flatly without expression.

"Telfon if it's really important," suggested Rita.

Without answering Rita's words, Dika immediately called Farhan, but unfortunately he was not picked up even though he had repeatedly called.

"If you can't, it means that Mr. Farhan does not want to be disturbed, maybe again with his wife's smiles," said Rita and get a sharp gaze from Dika. Rita smiled awkwardly looking at Dika's gaze.

By force, Dika returned to his room.

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In the afternoon Farhan woke up first, he saw a clock rising on his wrist. It was almost four in the afternoon, he chose to leave the room, wash his face in the sink and return to his desk. The first he saw the phone, there were several calls from Dika, he immediately contacted Dika to enter his room.

Farhan pressed the remote to unlock the door, before Dika came.

"What's important, brother? I'm sorry I fell asleep and didn't hear you on the phone" Farhan said as Dika was in front of him.

Dika nodded, "Look sir, Mr. Samuel had offered to cooperate with this company, he immediately called me, according to Mr how?" dika asked, that was what made Dika rush to meet Farhan.

"Before I thought yes," said Farhan.

"He gave you three days, sir," tell Dika.

"Well, I think it's enough in three days to think and decide" Farhan said.

Seriate.....