Setulus Love Naia
Tangier Naia

Naia and Adam entered the pavilion where Naia was staying. Naia kept watching Adam who was moving nimbly and quickly. The wheelchair used turned out to be different as Naia had seen in the hospital. The shape is more concise and very fitting in use by Adam.

Naia did not know, if Adam had also continued to watch her secretly.

Adam always saw Naia's reaction. Her reaction was unlike others who looked strange or looked at her with a look of pity, Naia was not so. Naia looks friendly and treats herself like a normal person.

Although new to the know, the two roads were even just this twice. But Adam was confused, why was he able to discuss the relationship until like that, the same Naia? Even more confused, Adam also did not want to if Naia rejected him.

There are desires and doubts that come together. To be given any name, there is still a relationship between them. Naia is her worker. According with that, Adam's heart was already very flowering.

The feeling that grows is also not at all a feeling like a friend. Naia has a special place on Adam's day.

"Sorry Adam, Naia's just gonna make some coffee."

Adam's daydreams are caved in when Naia permits to go back.

Adam looked around the room. Naia included a neat girl, the pavilion she occupied was very clean, although there were no items that looked conspicuous. Adam saw on the green carpet corner of the room there was a set of prayer tools and a table for teaching. Ah, Naia. Really Sholehah girl.

"It's Adam's coffee." Naia placed a cup of coffee in front of Adam.

"It's a real thing, not a taste ever, is it, Nai?" ask Adam.

Naia nodded and smiled. Again, that smile! Adam's heart immediately boomed.

The fun didn't last long. Naia's phone rings. Tanti contacting.

Naia was silent with her mouth feeling dry. What else is in front of your eyes?

"Naia," softly called Adam, Adam as if he understood the state of Naia.

"Miss?" call Adam again.

For a few seconds, Adam did not know what to say. Naia seems to be like that too. Perhaps because Adam saw Naia crying suddenly, he reflected his sympathy.

"I ...." Naia's words were cut off and her eyes looked agitated.

"I want to be a good listener. I'm just glad there's someone who trusts disabled people like me."

Those words seemed to touch Naia's heart. The anxiety began to fade.

Adam clasped Naia's hand, grabbed the phone to activate the loudspeaker.

"Return Naia. I promise I will meet your needs!" it was Wahid's voice.

"Father's sick. You didn't even tell me, you suddenly went to Kalimantan alone, you think your Mas isn't worried?"

"I am, under contract. I don't want your wife to bring up what she's given to Mom and Dad, so don't mind us as usual."

I heard Wahid breathing. "You talk to your father."

"Mr ..."

Hearing the voice of her Father Naia lowered her head, holding back the tears that suddenly raced down.

Naia crying.

"I don't know anything about you, Naia. I don't know if you're ready to step in with me, or run away someday." Adam murmured in his heart.

The time of the new corn sowing already want to be harvested? What happens is that the seed will be uprooted and die. Adam felt his chest throb. Will Naia return to Japan?

Adam clenched his hand. It's not about paralysis. Wheelchair or not, he must still have self-esteem as a man. If Naia must go home, after this she must pursue, make sure Naia is worthy or not in the struggle.

Adam fought his own inner war, while Naia was busy withholding her sobs.

Minutes by minutes passed. The sound of a wall clock accompanies Adam's restless heartbeat. The problem is that Adam did not understand the Javanese language at all, so even using loudspeakers Adam still did not know the meaning.

Adam turned to Naia who was on the phone. Adam stretched out his hand and was greeted by Naia. Warm and soft. Adam stared deeply at Naia's bead which was still watery. Adam thumping. Not only because he could hold Naia's hand, but also because of Naia's strange attitude after calling. Naia was like harboring sadness.

Adam permeated his heart, he wanted to know how far he could look after and make Naia happy, given her condition. Adam saw his withered feet. Makes him feel insecure again.

"Not sharing the burden?" Ask Adam at last.

Naia's tear defense is broken. He was an unhelpful hiccup. Adam stroked his hand and clasped it tighter.

Naia started telling stories. Draining the power to ignite the brilliant twinkle in Adam's eyes. Even though he was in a wheelchair, Adam had no trouble doing anything, he had money to make things easier. Adam is not a weak man. Adam's heart strengthened by itself. Not by itself, but a strong urge to protect the woman he likes, so bring a miracle.

Adam feels able to protect Naia, can be like other normal men out there. If the matter of caring for and supporting the family later. He's clearly capable.

Oh, Naia.. It is only with you that the heart of a weak man becomes strong.

Adam determined. It is better to try and fail than to back off before everything starts. Adam was too comfortable with Naia. Not even anything, he had thought of claiming Naia as his own.

The flow of life often holds surprises, and for Adam himself the biggest surprise is the presence of Naia who suddenly pumped her spirit to continue everything.

Because of that fiery spirit made Adam involuntarily pull Naia's hand too strong, making Naia dragged towards him, without Adam's command to wrap her arms around Naia's waist carrying Naia's head over her shoulder.

Adam had often witnessed a woman crying as she pleased, but he felt ordinary, often making Adam uncomfortable with it. But seeing Naia crying, Adam wanted to cry. Maybe Adam thought Naia's tears were different, or that the crying woman was special.

"You can go back to Jogja, Naia. I'll take care of your contract with Beni" Adam told Naia, who was still leaning on his shoulder. "Here you go, it's no big deal."

Adam nodded as he stroked Naia's hand gently. Naia secretly enjoyed the activity.

"Borneo - Jogja far from Adam! if the matter of the contract with Mr. Beni Nai can permit for a while, the problem is to go home Naia does not have money, Naia does not want to use Mas Wahid's money. Want to borrow with Mas Adam, Mas also again bokek!"

Adam's laughter broke. He was crushed until his upper body was shaken in a wheelchair. He forgot that he was acting as a driver, now it feels like his weapon is trapping himself.