
Afternoon at the Bayu residence. Nayla looks sulky, she sits alone by the pool. With both feet that he put into the pool.
Bayu had tried to persuade her, but no matter how hard he tried to persuade Nayla, still did not succeed.
If asked what reason made Nayla sulk, of course she wanted to visit her parents' residence. But Bayu continued to refuse to go to his father-in-law's residence.
Nayla who did not accept Bayu's rejection, immediately angry and sulking along the way. While the Sultan, he who seemed accustomed to the habit of the mother, he chose to rest his body in the arms of Nayla along the journey.
In the pool Nayla kept thinking and feeling, like someone was being covered up by her husband. During his marriage to Bayu. Bayu never once refused Nayla's invitation, if it concerned both of Nayla's parents.
Why today her husband insisted on rejecting Nayla's invitation, until Bayu unconsciously yelled at Nayla so as not to continue whining for something that Bayu would not give.
Although Bayu had apologized almost a thousand times, Naylaa remained unmoved. He remained silent like a statue.
Worried that Nayla might catch a cold, for taking too long to soak her feet in the water. Bayu immediately approached his wife who was very stubborn.
"Darling, it's yuk! You will catch a cold. Poor dedenya cold. Enter yuk!" Take Bayu who is standing next to Nayla.
Nayla was silent, not a single word came out of her mouth to respond to the husband's invitation.
"Honey, Papi has contacted Father and Mother, he is now on his way here. Don't be angry again! You want to meet them, don't you?"
Hearing his parents want to come to his residence, Nayla looked at Bayu who was looking at him while smiling.
"Successfully," Bayu pleaded in her heart, as she saw Nayla respond to her speech.
The sweet smile that was expanding on Bayu's face suddenly faded, when he found the cynical look from Nayla.
"Damn it, she's still in her female lion mode." said Bayu inwardly with a face that began to whine in disappointment.
"I want to go to Father and Mother's house, not only want to meet my parents, but also want to meet with a couple of gesrek wife who I miss." nayla murmured in her heart.
Whether congenital pregnancy or indeed a premonition, suddenly Nayla's tears burst out loud. Make Bayu worried and try to hug him but in the tepis Nayla.
"Hey, honey. Why crying? I'm sorry, honey. I'm sorry yes. Please forgive me. You can ask for whatever origin do not go to the house of Father and Mother, just for a while, it will not be long." asked Bayu who began to feel wrong, should how.
On the other hand, on a journey. Gunawan and Riska were in their car. Feeling confused, Nayla will ask about Hendra and Silvi.
Because since the departure of Silvi, until now the existence of Hendra has not been known rimbanya. He did come home, when Amel lined it up. But after meeting the Mother. Hendra went again somewhere.
"Dad, do we have to keep lying to our daughter Well?" ask Riska who is sitting next to Gunawan, her husband.
"Entah mom. If our daughter is okay. Maybe being honest is something we should do. But in reality our daughter is still in the process of healing and is in two bodies as well. I don't want to be blamed if something bad happens to our daughter later." replied Gunawan at length.
"But, I know for myself, if our daughter doesn't like being lied to."
he turned his face to the side of the window. He looked at the scene of the road he was walking through with an agitated heart. A mother who is not worried does not find the existence of the jungle of the son for almost a month.
The car driven by Pak Paijo has arrived at the Bayu residence. Bayu welcomed the arrival to his two in-laws in a friendly manner.
Nayla's parents looked confused at the absence of Nayla to welcome them.
"Where's your wife, son?" ask Gunawan who is looking for his daughter's favor.
"By the pool was sulking, I tried to persuade him, but it didn't work Dad" replied the baby who slightly lowered his head.
"Yes, let Dad persuade her. You can accompany Mom here for a while." reply Gunawan who patted softly Bayu's shoulder.
Gunawan immediately left Riska and Bayu. He stepped his feet towards the swimming pool on the left side of the house.
"Naila!!" call Gunawan when he's in the doorway.
Nayla turned towards the father who called her, Gunawan seemed to smile towards Nayla. But the smile faded when Gunawan read the disappointed look of the princess who then turned her face, back to the pool in silence.
"Huff... I hope, you are not playing your drama dear," muttered Gunawan who began to walk back, approaching the existence of the princess.
"Why you're here, I don't want to see you here. I miss my house." said Nayla, as she felt her father standing behind her.
"Nayla, you're married son, your house is not here at Father's house, son." Gunawan replied, he tried to give understanding to his daughter.
"Why do I feel like you won't let me go home? Is there something you're covering up?" Ask Nayla who's trying to guess.
"Nothing we cover up, what do we cover up from you, son?"
"Well, maybe it's Silvi and Mas Hendra?" guess Nayla is right.
Gunawan smiled obliquely, knowing the sensitivity of his daughter. But he still did not want to tell the state of his family who was not okay after Silvi left for eternity.
"For what Dad hid their circumstances dear. They were going outside the country to treat the illness that your brother-in-law suffered." Gunawan admitted by lying.
For the first time in his life he lied to his daughter. This is all for Nayla's good too. Can not be imagined by Gunawan, if this daughter knows the true state of her family.
His daughter will surely be grieving for a long time, while he is still recovering from surgery on his head and in addition, he is two-bodied. The condition of pregnant women who are stressed is not recommended.Because it will interfere with fetal growth.
"lik! I know Dad is lying, if Mas Hendra and Mba Silvi are abroad for sure they will be able to be contacted. They are a couple gesrek and tacky. Always showing off wherever they go." Nayla murmured in her heart, looking intensely at her face.