Reyhan, My husband
Revealed
Trust is like a glass. Once the glass is broken, it cannot return to fullness as before.
Even if it can come back, but the shards will always be there,
eternal and forever.
"When in the hotel nuances it, I...." Taking a deep breath, Satya closed her eyes.
"I purposely gave you a stimulant."
Satya's confession made Nayla round her eyes dumbfounded. He didn't hear wrong, did he?
"What Satya? You...what was that?"
His ears were not troubled, Nayla had already heard clearly what had just come out of the man's mouth in front of her. Only, he had never expected it before.
While looking into Nayla's teary eyes and the aura of a face that suddenly paled, Satya continued her speech. "Sorry Nay, I did give you a stimulant drug back then...."
And...
Plaques
One hard slap landed perfectly on Satya's face.
Silent sculpting,
holding her chest tight enough to accommodate the oxygen supply, Nayla spilled out her disappointment. Until he himself did not realize that he had slapped Satya very hard. Using all the energy Nayla can muster.
Satyah,
It's no lie that Nayla used to love that guy so much. Nayla takes the beautiful relationship between the two very seriously.
All the flavors he had, Nayla had poured out for Satya. The trust and loyalty that women entrust, not half.
Nayla gave it away fully and fully.
Not once, Nayla never toyed with the relationship she was in.
But, what's the reply? Is that the feeling of Satya ?
Looking at the woman in front of him with regret,
really, really,
Satya is well aware that Nayla's slap is nothing compared to Satya's actions to the woman.
Just a little pain in his cheeks. The more painful is Satya's heart angle. A regret that seemed to be in the shadows for the rest of his life.
Seeing Nayla this angry, she felt guilty, and deeply regretted her actions. "Sorry, Nay..."
"Your work?" With a trembling and choking sound, Nayla started to move backwards. Strive to reach out to the sofa to get a little away from Satya.
The falling tears could not be avoided. The man at the time,
very much Nayla believes in being the one who will always protect her, as a warm man who loves her so much.
The man Nayla loved very much at the time,
he threw an arrow at a pet that was so loyal.
Aye,
So trusting and loyal Nayla to Satya, at that time. Until the slightest suspicion never stopped in his heart.
Which is precisely,
his trust towards Satya back then, broke his heart at this moment.
"Why, Satya? Ak.... I have what's wrong with you?"
"I'm sorry, Nay..." Staring at Nayla with pity and regret, that second Satya realized that she had gone too far. "I know, I was wrong. But, all of that there's a cause for Nay..."
Dizziness suddenly struck Nayla's head. With a puffy face full of tears, he closed his eyes while pressing his forehead firmly.
Grimacing pain.
If only, then,
Satya was not the one who Nayla believed at the time, maybe the pain would not be this deep. Maybe even Nayla felt nothing with Satya's betrayal of the trust Nayla gave.
"I hurt Nay, as your papa said just before we celebrated your birthday back then." Satya tries to explain even though Nayla seems not to care. Because of that woman, focus on the headache that suddenly strikes her.
"Your father insulted me in public. He said,
I'm a loser who doesn't deserve a diamond like you.
Just because,
he saw me sipping a glass of alcoholic drink. Just one little glass, Nay"
As soon as the man explained.
Instead of relieving the pain, Satya's explanation actually caused a sudden panic attack.
Nayla's heart was beating very fast.
Pumping blood all over his body with lightning. Without him knowing,
cold sweat started to wet his forehead. "That's your fault, why am I the one you've made an impingement on your own fault? You forget, how many times have I reminded you?"
And slowly, slowly,
cramps in Nayla's stomach came back, attacked again. His body was squeezing, with eyes that were beginning to twitch.
"I'm sorry, Nay. I was wrong."
Satyah,
Thank you for the pain I never thought of. Thanks to you, the person I never expected at all, turned out to be giving such great pain.
"Satya, thanks. In the past, I may have been guilty of giving us hope about our relationship. I hid my marriage, so it makes you feel like you still have hope for us to get back together.
But, this day.
I consider all of them break-even. What you've done, it turns out it deserves the same betrayal." Nayla said softly and with disappointment.
With the rest of the energy Nayla had, she tidied up her bag.
Trying stand. And want to step away immediately. "Come,
In a good way, forgive each other.
I've forgiven you. I'm sorry too, and don't ever interrupt my life again.
Excuse me."
The rest of the energy that Nayla had was indeed not much. And right, right,
Just now he was swinging his legs to take a step, Nayla's gaze blurry,
blurred vision.
His fingers were shaking violently, his breathing was becoming increasingly tight. Simultaneously, with his blackened vision.
Dark, no light.
And....
Bruck..
"Nayla..jeez"
Instantly Satya screamed in shock, seeing the woman collapsing into a loss of self-awareness in front of her.
Seeing the woman's body lying down, Satya's reflexes immediately helped her.
Carrying Nayla and laying her on the sofa.
Depressing.
Glance, though,
Satya looks at Nayla's body. And the growing guilt attacked him again. "Sorry Nay..."
Again, this situation again made him realize the big mistake he had made.
Damaging Nayla's honor, and also returning to waste Nina. The two women who knew each other were almost like brothers,
both are equally Sasha.
Just because of a great sense of prestige and ego,
Just because I feel unacceptable to Mr. Zeko because of his own actions,
Satya had already destroyed the lives of two women at once.
There were two great women he knew well. Which Satya should take care of.
Those two girls, that,
had to go through a hard day because of it. "Sorry..."
Not waiting for much longer, though,
Satya stands up with the intention of looking for an oil she can rub to help Nayla wake up from her fainting. But he hasn't stepped up yet, either,
apartment door knocked, door knocked,
Make the man forget the original purpose and prefer to open the door first.
"Well..."
Yes, the first man Satya saw was Reyhan. With her face as calm as ever.
The body of a man that Satya had first seen, made her courage slightly shaken. Especially when Satya saw,
the middle-aged man who came along with that person.
"Uncle.."
The atmosphere that happened,
making him subconsciously look at the two people and Nayla alternately.
Makes Reyhan unwilling to follow Satya's point of view.
And, the instant she saw Nayla's body lying on the sofa, Reyhan gave a startled cry.
"Ninya..."
Jerking the door hard open wide, Reyhan barged in with quick steps. Passing through Satya's body just like that.
Even deliberately nudged it, until Satya slightly staggered to the back.
His wife's body lying on the sofa made her emotions rise instantly. Reyhan who used to solve problems without violence, suddenly changed.
Nayla's hair was slightly soaked in sweat, Sorry baby, I'm late.
"You're what-in my wife.." Groaning furiously, while examining Nayla's paled body.
"Suckers..."
Reyhan stood up, turned around and punched Satya in the cheek. Bugh....
"Bad you are. Dare to touch Nayla...."
Bugh...
Satya just kept quiet, receiving a blow from Reyhan just like that without any intention of retaliating.
Not only because he felt guilty and realized his mistake, but also because there was his uncle here.
If there is no uncle,
Satya would probably return the blow while explaining.
Who wants to be beaten voluntarily?
"What's up, this?" The uncle also followed frantically to see Satya who was hit without resisting. Which, even ignored by Reyhan.
The man who was authoritative, and had those beautiful dimples chose to ignore everything. Then Nayla refocused, intending to take her away as soon as possible to the hospital.
Reyhan carried Nayla's body, before he stepped foot away, once again he gave a warning to Satya.
"You remember, we're not done. I'll definitely give you a calculation."