Reyhan, My husband
Griya Elderly

"It's full, right..?" Reyhan is Reyhan. No matter how small, his attention will still be shown to the person he loves. Including Nayla.

Just imagine, how could he have asked like that, while the food on Nayla's plate was gone. Plus rendang that should be eaten up to three servings was already eaten by the woman.

Nayla responded to the question with perfectly rounded eyes. A moment later he grimaced, displaying his teeth that remained white and clean. "Hehe, not yet..." Spoiled answer. His intention was to work on the husband..

"Then I order it again" Reyhan knew Nayla was bullying him by saying not yet even though from her expression it was obvious the woman was joking. And the man wants to take his wife back. "Two more servings can still be, right.??"

"Eh uh..." Now Nayla who felt the fog itself saw Reyhan who began to stand up. It looked as serious as it was to order more food for Nayla. "Don't do it.. I'm kidding. Anyway, I may not be full. Didn't Reyhan see?"

Kan, got..

Nayla sighed softly, showing the empty plate to her husband. "This much food, you've finished there's no rest. Cook to order again."

"It's only natural, dong. Two people are now eating. My wife and my future son. Yeah kann..."

Nayla was shaking her lips. "Mas Reyhan wants me to do something? Cooking has no size. It's you I've gained weight"

"Son papa. As long as your husband is capable, why not? Anyway I love you if there's Nayla. No matter how much I love you anyway"

Nayla finally chose silence. In fact, hoping Reyhan protested with a response Nayla who said not yet full.

Reyhan should have protested, and of course it would have been easier to smooth over Nayla's ignorant plan. But who would have thought? Reyhan even casually wanted to order again. Even seasoned with his spare change.

"So how? pesen again no.?" Reyhan seduces Nayla by poking her chin. And displayed his face that was so satisfied seeing Nayla's defeat.

"I need a mas, I'm full." Lazily Nayla opened her mouth to answer questions from her husband. "We'll just go home yuk mas?"

"Yaudah yukk, but before I go home I want to take you somewhere.."

Both of them headed for their cars. "It's a little far and tiring, so you can sleep Nayla.."

"Emm.." Nayla nodded in agreement.

And sure enough, the journey passed was so long, almost three hours. When the woman began to sleep, Nayla suddenly woke up.

Eyes blinked. It was only five seconds that the woman went through with confusion. Nayla has adapted well.

A building that Nayla once knew. A sizable building that has been fused with his life, with his soul, and with all his hard work.

Moreover, as his eyes stared at the entrance, confirming the existence in that place. There it is clearly stated, the name of the place where he stood.

Griya Lansia Shelter House.

"Yes..." Eyes glazed. Didn't expect Reyhan to know this place even when Nayla didn't want to tell him anything. "How did you know?"

Reyhan just smiled.

Meanwhile, some people greeted him on the porch of the main room.

There was Asih's Mother, there was Sari, Sister Mita, Sister Emma, Nurse Dani, Nurse Rouf, Bi Nur, Pak Gondes, and many more people who Nayla knew as the caretaker of the halfway house.

I'm moved...

"Hay Nayla." Sari said hello to break the mood. Nayla nodded her head full as a drop of water fell from her eyes. "Can't cry, this is your husband's idea. He told me to tell this place. So it's not my fault that this secret leaked."

"Hey nduk. Welcome back..." Mother hugs, Hugs love like a mother to her child. Nayla misses this woman. "It's hard to always pray your news is fine."Nayla returned a warm embrace of mother. With a sharp taste, it was unexpected that the most valuable episode in his life would be so shocking.

"This is your husband, come in." Take the Asih buk. She was a very simple and authoritative middle-aged woman. He said it was polite and classy. That's Asih's Mother. A woman whom Nayla used to call Ibuk.

We entered, gathered in the main hall.

Griya Lansia Shelter House.

A layover he built to guarantee the old age of middle-aged women and men who already had no family and needed a helping hand from the young.

So, this is the form of Nayla's devotion to parents. This was Nayla's form of respect for those who were much older.

Long ago,

when the beginning of this place was pioneered, Nayla had almost given up because she did not have the right place and land. Far from the crowd.

He lived in the city, rarely going to a village far from the frenetic noise. Meanwhile, elderly humans need a quiet and quiet place.

Till, until,

Nayla knows Asih's mother.

Asih Mother,

She was a woman from a village near the city. The village is isolated with so much culture. Too ambitious with career and education makes Asih's mother decide to live alone without marriage.

Without a husband, and without a child.

When he was young, he felt he did not have time to think about his partner and children. Because the purpose of life of young Asih bu is the highest education, brilliant career and extraordinary achievements.

With a background as the only child of the landlady parents make Asih Mother live without shortcomings.

It's just that, when entering the old phase he just realized the property he had free.

Loneliness, silence is like punishing him. Slapped him hard and made the Asih bu start to realize the importance of having a person to share.

Unfortunately, time is too late. At that time, his age was already dusk. Regretted? definitely.

There is no longer any hope and purpose in life when all its ambitions have been achieved.

Reflect without direction, alone without bright. Until the day that Asih's mother met Nayla.

The beautiful and young woman again made Bu Asih have dreams and hopes. When with great enthusiasm Nayla submitted a proposal and explained the crazy plan about the halfway house.

The land where this building stands is the land belonging to Bu Asih. Meanwhile, Nayla is

which has financed the development and has borne all the costs of its administration. Starting raw materials, service costs, even operational costs until the place is actually registered officially in the social service as a Nursing Home free of cost.

Nayla, using her personal savings money is not just for fun.

As time goes by,

The news of the establishment of this halfway house began to sound in various parts of the country. Many of the upper middle class people are touched so it is not uncommon among them to start donating to become regular donors.

One of them is GMS Group. Fixed donors and main donors with the value of donations that are fan tis bags.

Perhaps that's what makes Nayla have a soul mate as good as a man named Reyhan.

To this day,

Nayla is the same. He is the main character behind the screen. The owner of the Griya Seniors listed on all important documents is Asih. Not Nayla.

But Nayla's role is no less important. All coordination and administration was arranged by Nayla. Of course with the help of Nina and Sari, her best friend.

Great right?

The soul is a reflection of self. The visible flaws can be just a cover of many of the advantages in it.