Reyhan, My husband
Equally Fight

It's been over an hour.

Already dozens of times, Linda rubbed eucalyptus oil on Nayla's neck.

But Nayla was unconscious.

Linda felt pity, and was also worried. But, he could do nothing but help Nayla regain consciousness by giving a small massage at the temple of her female boss.

Time almost showed at ten o'clock in the evening.

Slowly, Nayla opened her eyes, making Linda breathe a sigh of relief.

"Mom's conscious?" He picked up the warm tea he had prepared on the table. "Drink first mom? need to go to the hospital?"

Nayla shakes. He received the warm tea, and tried to drink it.

"My phone, where's Lin?" His voice vibrates. It was obvious that he was scared.

"She, that.." Linda pointed at the nightstand,

"Please get it.." Said slowly. His face was crimping red, holding back his cries. "And, please leave me alone Lin.."

Handing over her phone to Nayla, Linda felt anxious that something would happen to her again. "But ma'am,.."

"It's okay Lin.." Nayla crying. "I'm fine.."

"good. Good night mom"

Linda came out, leaving Nayla alone in her room.

The thing Linda's gonna do is, tell Reyhan all this.

Linda hoped, there was a bright spot she had to do what.

Or at least, if something happens to Nayla again, at least Linda has told Reyhan first. As a form of responsibility.

Temporary,

Nayla. He saw a cell phone that he held strong. What he had to do, Nayla also did not know.

Amidst his panic, he ventured to re-open the message from Satya.

many incoming calls from the man were missed, and a message that was enough to ravage a strand of dead tranquility an Nayla woke up.

Don't play games with me Nay.

As someone who knew who Satya was, Nayla knew the man was not joking. Moreover, just bully him.

Then,

now Nayla decides to contact Satya immediately.

"Honey. You called me at last". That was the first sound Nayla heard.

I miss Nay.

Long Nayla was silent. The two are silent.

Nayla dissolved in her tears. He did not expect Satya to do this to him.

Long ago,

Satya did not even let Nayla in a difficult position. Don't make Nayla cry,

Satya really keeps Nayla's tears from falling in vain.

But now?

All the tears that fell, that man was the cause.

Nayla couldn't imagine,

how about Reyhan see that video? The half-naked image Satya had sent him alone was so disgusting to Nayla.

What about Reyhan?

The marriage he built. The first house was not easy. Her relationship with Reyhan, which Nayla did not think would be this beautiful.

Can Nayla just lose everything?

"Don't." Hiks.sobbed in fear, until his lips stiffly said another word besides that. "To-please don't" Nayla pleaded.

Hope Satya still has a little sympathy for him.

"The situation is different Satya. Me and you.

we're just the past, which can't possibly knit the story together anymore. So stop.

I beg.

Stop bothering me, stop obsessing over me.

Please, stop.."

"Then, come back. Meet me!"

The repressive answer that Nayla heard. Make his guts shrink for a moment.

"I-i..."

"Find me. I'll delete the video in front of you. Or, will I spread it?"

"I, can't see you, Satya." Still crying, and with a trembling voice. "Please, don't let Reyhan know, I beg you."

"I'm just asking you to meet me. Then come back to me. Why is it so hard"

Satya laughed cynically, and Nayla could hear him though vaguely. There, actually Satya is well aware that Reyhan has managed to shift his position in the heart of Nayla. Then,

the next thing Satya did was threaten Nayla under the pretext, Reyhan.

"I'll wait until tomorrow night. I still remember my apartment, right?

You go home, meet me at the apartment.! or Reyhan is the first person I'll tell."

"I can't, why don't you understand that, too..."

The phone connection was turned off as Nayla's mouth was gaping to plead once more.

But it seems, like,

Satya didn't give me that chance.

His heart was pounding fast, with a body trembling violently.

Ruffled his hair, and the dizziness in his head came back. Moreover, suddenly his stomach cramp.

Just till tomorrow night.

Oh, does Nayla have to go back to Indonesia right now?

The warm tea that Linda had given him, slowly he drank back. So that the feeling of dizziness and stomach cramps slightly subside.

After that with a sash, a,

Nayla's headed for the closet,

Open the suitcase and put the shirt in the suitcase.

No more time to think.!

Moving fast and like a hurry, until Nayla put her clothes in carelessly and was very messy.

The woman no longer cares about the ethics of neatness that she has been applying. There's no more time, no more,

before Linda finds out and reports it to Reyhan, her suitcase must be ready.

The road was deadlocked, there was no more calm that Nayla got.

Thought, thought,

he should be home soon. Meet Satya, and solve her own problems without involving Reyhan.

Reyhan can't know about the video.

Nayla is not selfish. Nayla didn't want to hide it on purpose. But, uh,

Reyhan's feelings are more important.! And for Nayla, including the dead price.

That girl, that girl,

while putting his clothes in the suitcase, he was also turning things around.

What if, Nayla saw Reyhan's video with another woman?

What if Reyhan was the one in the video? Ohhh,

Nayla won't be able to. He could not imagine it at all. On the other hand,

Of course she was ashamed, of her husband Reyhan.

"Reyhan," hicks.. "Sorry..." Lirih.

The suitcase is done Nayla's ready.

He went out into the room, approached Linda in her room.

He hesitated to knock on the door of the housekeeper's room. Two minutes later, the girl appeared.

"Lin, you can borrow your cell phone, right?" Little clumsy. Fear Linda is suspicious. "That's, uh I want a real account on my phone... Let me change, let no one bother me anymore.."

Linda just kept quiet, making Nayla panic a little. "I need one more phone, for authentication. No papa huh? Just a little..."

Showing his sad face pleading.

Linda smiled faintly, before nodding in agreement. He who was initially suspicious immediately believed in remembering the reason that made sense. "Mom, should Linda help you?" Handing her phone to Nayla.

"Eh?" Revelations. "No. No need for Lin. I can.. I'll take it to the room, yeah, I won't return it.."

"Yes ma'am, please.."

Nayla stepped upstairs, and returned to her room. So did Linda, who again closed the door of her room without any suspicion.

Nayla quickly returned to her room. Opens Linda's phone, and soon she finishes her business with it.

Really, the woman's hand shook.

A thousand times he said an apology to Reyhan from his heart.

He's conscious.

And too aware, Reyhan is such a simple perfect man.

He is a warm, loving and very authoritative man.

Reyhan is a dream husband. Nayla knows it !

As for him, come to the man with a myriad of flaws. A myriad of dark black stains upon his past sins.

So, how is it that Nayla is not struggling to keep her husband's feelings?

Nayla knows,

measured by kindness, he did not deserve to be with Reyhan.

But Nayla wants to fight. He wants to fight for Reyhan, as long as

The man, who was her husband, was still willing to keep her as a wife.

Nayla doesn't want to disappoint Reyhan again no matter what.

After the business is done,

she hurriedly returned to Linda's room to hand over her cell phone.

and tonight, though,

Nayla was awake until morning.

Thinking, the decision ahead.