Love Nayla Sincerely
Japanese Food

After completing his duty he woke Nayla, "Nay woke up, it's late afternoon, Nay first prays." Farhan shook Nayla's body covered in blankets.

"But Ma, Nay is still sleepy, five minutes away yeah," the girl muttered, a little unclear.

Farhan blinked his eyes at his wife's words, "Ma he said? Did he forget?" farhan muttered

"Nay, let's get up, it's afternoon," not wanting to give up, he kept waking up his wife who was so hard to wake up.

Nayla thrust out her hands, thinking the one who woke up was her Mama. Farhan received a helping hand from Nayla, pulling his wife's body to the ground, Nayla still closed her eyes. He slowly opened his eyes, and was shocked to find out who was in front of him.

"Asthaghfirullah, Brother Farhan, what's in my room?" he shouted, his life had not been gathered all it seemed.

Farhan only raised one eyebrow, he had no intention of answering anything.

Nayla grinned when she remembered, if Farhan was now her husband, and they were in the hotel room instead of her room, "Sorry Ka, uh Mas, I forgot," was so ashamed, moreover, he had reached out his hand, calling Farhan as Mama. But Farhan doesn't seem to care about that.

"No problem Nay, now get up, pray first, it's too late in the afternoon" said Farhan, then he got out of bed.

Nayla nodded and then rushed down from the bed, went into the bathroom for ablution and performed asar prayers.

After finishing the asar prayer, he sat on the sofa watching TV and also played his cell phone, which he noticed more, his phone or TV, did not know.

Farhan though? He also sat on a different sofa to Nayla, playing the phone whatever he was working on, because it looked so serious.

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Nayla looked up at Farhan, when she was about to stand to open the door Farhan first stood up from her seat, she could already guess who was coming. Open that door. Sure enough people asked him to come, the same person who delivered Nayla's clothes earlier.

"Thank you Dika, you can come back," said Farhan after receiving a paper bag containing his mobile phone order. Then he closed the door, leaning towards the sofa he was sitting on.

Nayla saw Farhan carrying something, she was curious, "What Mas?" tanyakanya.

"Mobile phone, the other phone was destroyed" he answered and sat himself on the sofa he was sitting on.

Nayla nodded, she did not ask again after that. The atmosphere became even more awkward, as they kept quiet with each other. Nayla returns to play her phone, while Farhan unlocks her new phone.

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The next night after performing the prayer isya' both still look awkward, Nayla sat herself on the sofa, while Farhan she chose to sit on the side of the bed. No one started the conversation, until five minutes passed Farhan felt he had to invite Nayla to speak first. He stood closer towards Nayla who was busy with a cell phone in her hand.

"Nay, find a yuk. You're laper?" without question he must be very hungry, but embarrassed to say to Farhan.

"Ah yes Brother, I mean Mas Farhan," misbehaved, for mispronouncing the name repeatedly, "Yes I'm hungry Mas," he replied awkwardly.

Farhan smiled, "Later to get used to Nay. Looking for a meal outside," Farhan walked over first, opening the door to the hotel room followed by Nayla.

"You want to eat at the hotel restaurant what are you looking for outside?" aya Farhan, as the two walked towards the elevator. They are in the VVIP room of the hotel, located on the top floor.

"Resto hotel, yes, I'm going out, tired," complained Farhan, all day doing a series of wedding events make him tired, what else before the H day, before, yesterday also he did not get enough rest because he controlled all the preparation for today's event which was not said to be a success.

"Yes Mas, me too" Nayla said without looking at Farhan

They enter the elevator, there are some people there who will also come down. The hotel restaurant is located on the lowest floor, so inevitably they have to go down to the bottom floor. Though they could order food from the room if they wanted to, but somehow Farhan forgot about it, probably because he was thinking too much about today's events.

It didn't take long, they reached the bottom floor, choosing a seat that was still empty. A waiter came to bring a menu book, gave it to Farhan.

"You want to pesen what Nay?" ask when looking at the menu.

Nayla turned to Farhan, "What a Mas," she did not want to choose her own food menu.

When Farhan said the menus that he did not like, he said, "Mas, I do not like Japanese food," he said, because earlier what Farhan mentioned was a type of Japanese food.

"Oh you don't like it, yaudah who was one-on-one mbak. You choose what you like" Farhan gave Nayla a menu, and she accepted.

Mentioned the food he ordered to the waiter. Then the waiter left.

"I don't know, I'm sorry Nay," Farhan smiled, nodding and smiling.

"No problem Mas, Nay understands," he said.

"I'm usually the same Sherena likes that food, so I guess you do too" Farhan told me casually.

Nayla's face turned a little sad, although it was in the escape but still Farhan called the name of the woman, it could be seen how much love he had for Sherena.

"Sorry Nay, I don't mean to equate you with her, I'm sorry I mentioned her name," Farhan understood that Nayla's face became grim because she called Sherena's name.

Nayla shook her head, "Yes Mas, it's nothing" she replied with a forced smile.

It didn't take long, the food they ordered came. They both enjoyed their dinner with different thoughts. Even when eating they do not even a little open their voice either reluctant or confused what to say.

"Have Nay finished?" Farhan asked when he saw Nayla put a spoon on the plate, but the food was not perfect.

Nayla nodded, "Udah Mas, it's not over, I'm already full," she replied at length. Ordinary women if asked the answer must be long times wide by height.

"No need to be done if it does not run out" Farhan said. He waved at the waiter and the waiter approached.

Farhan asked for a bill that he had to pay, after which he paid for all the food they had eaten.

"Where are you going to go back to the room?" farhan asked when they were out of the hotel restaurant.

"To the room, yes, Mas, I was sleepy it was tired too," replied Nayla, she was still tired after a day of performing their wedding series.

Farhan nodded, he walked towards the elevator that was heading towards their room on the top floor. Both of them entered the elevator, it turned out that there were only two of them in it. While in the elevator they seemed reluctant to speak, until the elevator opened and the two of them came out, walking towards the room they had occupied.

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