Setulus Love Naia
Video calls

"May ..."

Adam's voice pierced through the heart.

"Yes." Yeah."

"I miss you."

Naia folded her lips in. Naia's heart was happy but also ashamed.

The phone is still connected but the two are silent, the seconds turn into minutes, but neither Naia nor Adam open their voices.

Not knowing what to say, Naia waited until Adam spoke.

While Adam, it also seems to have saved so much stock of patience, to wait for Naia long not to talk is not a problem.

Because both at home in silence, Naia chose to close her eyes again to imagine the beautiful face of Adam.

Naia immediately blinked and shook her head to quickly realize how ridiculous what she was thinking. Naia immediately kept the phone away from the ear to make sure it was still connected.

"I can't wait for Nai, just calm down!"

Naia panicked at Adam's voice. How could Adam know if he was checking calls.

"Mas Adam Sorry." great-grandson Naia.

"I'm sorry." Adam replied.

"Eh,"

Adam did not want to ruin his life by cultivating unreasonable desires. But Adam could not prevent where his heart harbored love once more. Adam had felt love before.

Adam hoped Naia was a wound healer, a medicine for pain, and a desolate heart.

While Naia does not dislike Adam, she still wants to be a useful person, not for herself but for her parents who raised her. Naia's only treasure is them, so Naia wants to be a successful person for her parents first, not even thinking of a man.

"Nai, are you uncomfortable talking to me?"

Naia stood up to hear Adam's question. Naia is not uncomfortable talking to Adam, but Naia is not comfortable with the longing sentence that Adam said. Naia thought that when Adam's lips were venomous, she heard him say, Naia's chest throbbed.

"Then I hang up the phone ..."

"Eh, no...!!" Naia hurriedly shouted.

A second later, Adam switched the call to video.

Naia's eyes widened, Naia was completely unprepared, not only just waking up but Naia still had not used her hijab.

Naia hurried down from her bed and grabbed the hijab on the back of the chair to put on immediately. Naia was like a scared child leaving her mother to go to the mall.

But it turned out that when Naia grabbed her phone, it had darkened.

Naia swallowed. Afraid Adam offended Naia chose to send a message.

["Sorry Mas, Naia was wearing hijab first."] Naia immediately sent out a message quickly.

["Well, it's okay, I've got time to see a doctor."] Adam said.

["But Adam's sick?"] Naia asked.

["There are only a few things I should consult a doctor. I'll call again"] Adam wrote.

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Wahid was sitting next to Mr. Subhan with Ms. Sari, Wahid said Naia had come and her wedding with Tanti was going well.

"Mother is happy Hid, you're married to Nak Tanti, she's a gentle and affectionate woman to us, but how does a woman feel to be second? and how can you be fair with your two wives later?"

"Sir, Ma'am, I'm sorry Wahid." Wahid held the hands of his parents.

"You should apologize to Tanti and Ines. How do you explain this to your wife?"

Even if Wahid's wife does not respect him, a mother still does not want her daughter in honey. Bu Sari also has a daughter, of course he is afraid if it happens to Duwi or Naia.

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Duwi sat anxiously waiting for Imron's return. From earlier his phone was not answered by the man, the message he sent was also not read at all.

I saw Imron enter the house. Duwi hurriedly approached him. Duwi was about to grab the man's bag but Imron immediately distanced himself from Duwi's reach.

"I brought you the bag." Duwi looked begging.

"Usually I am also able to carry it myself." Imron replied coldly, and stepped leaving Duwi who was still standing at the door.

Duwi is after Imron. "Mas I've cooked a special menu, mas want...

"I've eaten outside." Imron put down his bag and rushed to the laundry room to take off his dirty clothes.

Duwi was still trailing, but Imron paid no heed.

Imron went into the bathroom, a few minutes later the man came out with a fresher face. The yellow skin was still slightly wet, and his chest which was fielded in fine fur was not wrapped in anything.

Imron was not only born from a family of being, but he was also blessed with a beautiful face, typical of Javanese men. The usually meek man was now so cold and untouchable.

Duwi missed the chest of the field as if calling it, but Imron did not let Duwi touch and hug him again. Every night Imron prefers to sleep in his study, letting Duwi sleep in their room alone.

Duwi did not think. Why only Imron's money problem can be so angry at him, not only a day two days, but almost two weeks Imron silenced it.

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Naia just missed with Pak Subhan and Bu Sari when her phone suddenly displays a video call from Adam.

Wahid was out, so in the room there were only three of them.

"Assalamualaikum .. "the voice of Adam sounded melodious.

"Are you busy?" ask Adam.

Naia then shook her head, signalling that she was not busy. "Is Adam home from the hospital?" Naia asked back. His heart thumped to see Adam's handsome face plastered across the screen of his phone.

"It's home, but tomorrow it's coming to the hospital again" Adam said.

"Have not completed the consultation?"

Adam shakes. "Lumayan lama, I had to go through some progam to deal with the problem of paralysis."

"Oh, huh? Nai's happy."

Momentary silence.

"Are you in the hospital?" adam's eyes were very observant looking around Naia from her phone screen.

"Yes, I'm with you, looking after you."

"Oh, are you still in the care?"

"Yes, but if everything's normal, God willing, the doctor will be outpatient tomorrow."

"May heals quickly." Adam prayed.

"Aamiin's."

"Naiah.."

"Yes?"

"Ah, I don't know what else to say, good night."

Naia was stunned before finally answering good night to Adam.

"That's the wheelchair boy Trianto was talking about?" Wahid made Naia gasp.

Wahid looked at his sister with pity. "Are no other people physically perfect, Nai?"

Naia immediately nodded at Wahid's words.

"Don't do that, why do you think people in wheelchairs are like calamities. He's a man like any other man."

Naia's mood was bad that night. Wahid's arrival and his speech made him sad.

What is wrong with people sitting in wheelchairs?