Reyhan, My husband
Papa and his Spies

After that, Satya drove Nayla home.

Along the way, Nay was silent.

Silent

It's not like usual. Satya also felt very awkward.

Nayla turned her attention away. Stare blankly at the sight they are passing by. Her tears just fell without being asked.

Nayla has rubbed it many times. Nayla feels guilty to Papa and her Mama who have given her full trust.

Pa, ma. forgive Nayla. hiksss.

Nayla has destroyed Papa and Mama's trust. Nay felt very guilty.

But the rice has become porridge. It's all already happened. Again, Nayla's tears fell down from the corner of her eye.

While Satya, dissolved in her own mind. Satya hopes that at Nayla's house later, she does not meet Om Zeko.. Papa Nay's.

Satya feels not ready to meet Papa Nay after what happened to them this afternoon. Papa Nay's threat greatly disturbs Satya's mind. Satya could not stop thinking about it.

"Leave Nayla your own way, or I'll make her hate you."

The word still rang in Satya's head.

Satya cannot lose Nayla, but on the other hand, Satya is afraid of Papa Nayla.

After all, Papa Nayla was an influential person in this city. He owns the largest company in the country.

Seeking trouble with him was akin to sending oneself into a pit of misery.

Satya recalled, Papa Nay is actually a good person. He is polite, assertive and appreciative of others.

Several times he met her, and she greeted Satya with open arms and warmest smile.

But everything has changed now.

This was Satya's own fault. Satya realized that.

Satya kept driving her car. Penetrate the dense city streets.

Satya glanced at Nayla.

Nayla is devastated. Still lamenting his regrets.

Satya's left hand grabbed Nayla's hand. Grasping it. Kissed her. Made Nayla look at him for a moment.

Satya gave her warmest smile.

"Trust me, everything will be fine Nay. I will always be by your side." Satya said with a sweet smile."No one will know, I promise. It's both of us's secrets."

Nayla smiled. His face still looks sad. But Satya's words just made her calm down a little.

Not felt, the car has arrived in front of the main gate of Nayla's house.

Satya still clasped Nayla's hand.

"Have a rest. Calm yourself tonight, Nay.." Satya said while again kissing Nayla's hand.

Nayla wiped her tears again before opening the door. Tighten her hair to look better. Tidying up her makeup to cover her face.

Satya kissed Nayla's forehead. "I love you Nay.."

Nayla smiled hearing that. Nay opened the door. Get out of the car and walk into the house.

Nayla doesn't see Papa's car being salted. Papa's omens haven't come home yet.

Nay opened the door to his house.

Cekeldek....

Nayla feels a different atmosphere in this house.. No. It's not the atmosphere of his house. But Nay's mood.

Again Nay felt guilty to Mama and her Papa.

Nay walked up the stairs. Go into his room. Nay locked the door.

Nayla's crying broke. Nay walks gontai into the bathroom.

Lighted shower. His body was still wearing that dress.

"I'm dirty" Nayla sobbed. "Mama, Papa. forgive Nayla. hiksss.. Nayla has ruined your trust"

Nayla stopped herself when the sound of her bedroom door being knocked.

Tok..

"Nay, you're home, baby..."

That's Mama Riana's voice. Sayup can be heard from inside the bathroom.

Nay took off his shirt immediately. Grabbing a towel, then wrapped around his body with a towel.

Nay hastened Nay out of the bathroom.

"Nay has come home, Ma.. It's Nay taking a shower.."

Nay answered a little scream.

Nay can't meet his mom face to face right now. Nay's not ready.

"alright sweetheart.. Get some sleep, it's late at night..." Mama Riana said and walked away from Nayla's room.

Nayla was relieved. Soon she's wearing her sleeping pajamas.. Covering himself with a blanket.

Again, Nay's tears spilled under the covers. Nay still regretted everything.

***

After catching his daughter's boyfriend earlier, Mr. Zeko contacted someone with his phone.

"Halooing..Happy Afternoon Sir, can we meet now" said Mr. Zeko mangawali his chatter ditlfon. Mr. Zeko does not really like to speak stale.

"What do you need, sir? why so suddenly?" Answer someone across there.

"There's something I need to talk about Nayla, my daughter.." Answer Zeko to the point.

"Oh well, just send me the address. I'll meet you there." Answer the man.

"Thank you for the time.." Then Mr. Zeko hung up the phone.

Dendi the secretary still faithfully walked behind his boss. Follow wherever Mr. Zeko goes.

"Dendes.. You go back to the office first. There's something I need to finish outside." Mr. Zeko said as he walked towards his car.

"Good Sir.." Reply Dendi obediently.

In other places, after receiving a phone call. Hasan walked towards his friend.

Yes, the person who was called Mr. Zeko was Mr. Hasan. Lecturer Nayla.

He's at his friend's bookstore right now. Hasan wanted to say goodbye to his friend.

"Ha.. I go first yes.. It's somebody's business." Hasan said goodbye to his best friend.

"Where? didn't you just say today free to help me get a thesis here?" Reply Reyhan.

"Important Han, I'd like to see a campus donor.." Answer Hasan."I'm not good at refusing it. He's a good man. I used to ask for help to watch her daughter in the campus. And I promised I'd help her."

"Ohhh so you become the eyes of the eye.Yasudaahh lah. immediately come back here if you're runaway" Reyhan replied without looking at Hasan. Reyhan is busy with his laptop.

Meanwhile, Hasan stepped away to meet Mr. Zeko who was none other than Papa Nayla.

Actually, Hasan himself was reluctant to leave his best friend. He had promised to help Reyhan finish his script.

Hasan and Reyhan have been friends for a long time. They used to enter the campus at the same time. However, in the 4th semester, Reyhan postponed his studies for a year because there was something more important. Kathy...

Hasan recalled that time, the incident that made Hasan salute Reyhan, until now...

#flashbacktimes...

"San, I think this year I'm going to college.." Reyhan said with a lethargic face.

"Why? why??" Hasan replied with great surprise.

Hasan is obviously the most cruel. From the beginning Reyhan was most eager to run his college.

"Just two more semesters Han..."

"My Bookstore revenue's been dwindling these past few months, and so is it..."

Reyhan still hangs his word..

"What?" Hasan asked with a hostile face.

In the past they promised to finish this lecture together, promising to graduate together as well..

"You remember Naura? She's ill. His soul was shaken after the accident that killed both his parents." Reyhan said carefully..

"I took him to a psychiatrist. He said it took a long time at a hefty cost"

"See, I've guessed. Another foster child you thought of" Hasan replied in annoyance.

Hasan did not end up thinking with Reyhan's mind. He's still young.

Whether you get advice from where, Reyhan as a teenager really wants to have the ideals of setting up a private Orphanage.

Even most of the proceeds from his Bookstore are used to finance the daily needs of his foster children.

Reyhan was even willing to postpone his studies just for the sake of his foster children.

Reyhan only silently looked at Hasan's unfriendly face. It was obvious, Hasan was very careless to face it.

But how else. Reyhan feels good to see those who lost their parents when they were little. No brother can take care of her.

"It's up to you, it's up to you Han...." Hasan stepped away..

leaving Reyhan alone on the campus canteen bench.

Hasan's pissed. Reyhan could think more of others than himself.

#flashback OFF..

It was one of Reyhan's many virtues that made Hasan feel at home with him for a long time.

Hasan drove his car. Following the direction of google maps that brought him to meet Zeko sir.