Love Nayla Sincerely
Wait Here

Morning, after a little exercise. Farhan approached the wife who was busy stirring her cooking. I don't know what to do, Farhan doesn't know. But if smelled from the smell, it looks good, the stone.

"What cooking, dear?" farhan asked, he was already struggling spoiled behind the wife's body. Both of his hands hugged Nayla's waist, putting his chin on her shoulders.

"So Mas himself asked to make soup," he replied, because this morning Farhan asked Nayla to cook soup.

"Ah yes Mas forgot," said Farhan, he still stuck to his wife's back like a caterpillar.

"Mas, don't be gini ah, ashamed of Bibik," Nayla was uncomfortable with Farhan's treatment, ashamed if others saw their affection.

"Let it go, Bibik must understand," did not want to let go of his embrace, even when Nayla shifted to take the bowl for the soup that was ripe Farhan was still attached, making Nayla difficult to move.

"Go take a bath, after this we have breakfast. New to Mama's house" Nayla said, but Farhan was still unmoved, refusing to let go of her embrace.

"Mas," call Nayla.

"Hem," Farhan just cleared his throat.

"I want to put the soup on the dining table, if you like this I can not move dong," said Nayla.

Farhan let go of his embrace, then he grabbed the bowl of soup and put it on the table. He hugged his wife again after putting the soup.

Nayla just resignedly accepted the spoiled treatment of her husband.

"Bring together dear ones" whispered Farhan right beside Nayla's ear, "Our old man didn't take a bath together" he whispered.

"Not so to Mama's house at this hour want to take a shower together, besides I've taken a shower," did not refuse or say yes, Nayla actually avoided the mess in her mind.

"Bow again, Mas was also bathing," said Farhan.

"Again the shower, the exercise, the smell of the asem tau," Nayla tried to avoid asking her husband to take a bath together.

Farhan let go of his embrace, he smelled his scent. Sure enough even though he had a shower he still smelled of sweat because of exercise.

"Jaudah Mas took a bath first" he said, then left Nayla without waiting for an answer from his wife.

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Farhan looked at the clock on his wrist, ten minutes waiting for his wife to get dressed. Unlike usual Nayla dress up like this.

"Honey, how long is it," Farhan yelled a bit, because Nayla was in a second-floor room while she was in the family room.

As there was no answer, he took the initiative to approach Nayla to the room.

Cclek

Farhan opened the door of the room in a hurry. "Say ...." Farhan stopped his words when he saw a different appearance from the wife, so surprised he forgot to close his gaping mouth.

In front of him the wife wears a silver-colored robe with a matching hijab but looks brighter. Even the headscarf protrudes to the bottom of the abdomen and covers the prominent front

"How does it fit?" ask Nayla.

Farhan fluttered he was still staring fixedly at the appearance of the wife.

"Ah, yes, dear. You look even prettier with this appearance" said Farhan, still researching the entire body of the wife who was covered.

Nayla smiled, "This is all Icha who chose clothes for me" he said.

"It's not the clothes that make you beautiful, but indeed you look more beautiful when wearing a hijab, even Mas pangling," said Farhan with a smile still looking fixed on the face of the wife.

"Are you seriously changing your appearance from now on? If it's like this, never try to release it, so if you're not ready, you won't force it" Farhan said.

"I'm serious Mas, I've thought about all this carefully, and from this moment onwards, I'll look like this. Shouldn't a Muslim woman look like this?" nayla ends with a question.

Farhan nodded, and he hugged the wife's body, "Joy you want to change, but remember you did all this because God did not because of His creatures, if it is because of His creatures then if one day you are disappointed with the person, you will definitely let go of all this," said Farhan still hugging the wife.

"Yes, I did all this not because of you or anyone else, but this desire from my heart and perhaps God has opened it," paused his words, "I actually wanted to look like this a while ago, considering Mas's birthday is just around the corner, so I'll do it on my birthday, as a gift from me" he added.

Farhan took off his arms, "You know dear, if a wife shows her aura to a man who is not her muhrim, then his sins are borne by the husband," Farhan said.

"Why are you saying it now?" nayla asked, because she didn't know about it.

"Because Mas does not want to force you, if Mas forces then you do that because of coercion and when you are disappointed with Mas, surely you will return to the way you were or even worse. Because Mas is aware if not someone who is perfect and will definitely make mistakes," explained Farhan. "Mas will wait until you do this of your own volition not because of Mas" he added.

"Thank you, I'm lucky to be your wife, Mas" Nayla hugged her husband again, and without feeling the crystals dripping from her eyes. Tears and happy tears of course.

Farhan returned his embrace, "We are living this together, reminding each other that one of us made a mistake" Farhan said.

Nayla nodded in her husband's arms.

"Let's say he's going to Mama's house" Farhan let go of his embrace.

Nayla wiped away the tears that were dripping without her permission, and she received the hand of her husband, walking out of the room together.

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Half an hour later, they arrived at the Aditama family home. Farhan parked the car in front of the yard, next to the car with the AB number, next to him there was also a car with the same license plate.

"Mas Enggar was here too, so why didn't Ms Arumi say yes last night?" asked Nayla who she knew, she looked not excited when she found out there was her sister there. Arumi did last night say that she and her family are currently at the house of the mother and ask Nayla to come, she said Arumi misses her sister.

"Already, nothing. Come down, it's here to cook and come back, it's funny," said Farhan, he went down first and followed by Nayla.

They stepped into the house, saying their greetings but no one answered from within. Because the door was open they took the initiative to enter.

Their steps stopped when they were just in the living room, they faintly heard someone from inside, seeming to be in the family room, because next to the living room is the family room.

"Mas, we wait here, what's going in? It looks like they are talking seriously" Nayla said, she had heard some conversations from inside.

"Wait a minute, we sit here first, it's not good either, who knows they don't want us to hear that conversation" Farhan said.

The two decided to sit in the living room, waiting for those inside to finish speaking.

Seriate.....