
^^^"Please leave if you are unable to be together, but look at the eyes of the child who is always waiting for you at home to be together."^^^
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Nayla opened her eyes as the clock above the nightstand indicated the early hours of the morning. His body felt pained and his head was a bit dizzy. Then forced her innocent body covered in blankets to rise up.
Nayla noticed his current state, Galang was no longer in the room. He felt dejavu, his condition now he had experienced when Galang took away his honor first.
The tears flowed back into Nayla's cheeks. Even after becoming Galang's wife, she still had to experience this shameful thing. It seems there is no hope for Nayla to get Galang's heart again, because in Galang's eyes, Nayla will never be valuable.
Slowly Nayla shuffled towards the bathroom. Digujuurnya frail body with warm water, trying a little muffle the pain in some parts of his body.
Nayla closed her eyes while slightly looking up. Back ringing in his ears the words of Galang who was so demeaning. The pain in his body is very small compared to the pain in his heart. What a pity your fate Nayla.
Galang had completely trampled on his pride as a wife and a woman. Never imagined by Nayla will be made this ship. Will he survive under such circumstances? Should Nayla just forget about all of Galang's unfaithful acts against her?
Really, actually Nayla felt very angry. I want to get out of that house right now. But then he remembered Alvaro, his son. If Nayla leaves, she will never see Alvaro again. Nayla knows how Galang loves Alvaro. Galang would never have allowed Nayla to see her son if they were divorced.
Nayla just smiled wryly. From start to finish he will lose, because he is always in a weak position. Is this what it feels like to be an unregarded wife? It's really painful. Whatever is done will be blamed and unappreciated.
After feeling his body was much better, Nayla finally ended her midnight shower. He put on his pajamas and walked out of the room, The atmosphere of the mansion seemed to be deserted. It seemed like the servants and other workers had already returned to the back pavilion of the house to rest.
Nayla opens the door to Alvaro's room. Looks adorable baby is sleeping with peace. And it also appears that the nanny who fell asleep in a special bed provided for her in one corner of Alvaro's room.
Yunita did arrange for the nanny to sleep not far from Alvaro to make it easier for her to take care of Alvaro at night. One of the many things that made Zaya feel irony. A nanny can be very close to her son when he, his birth mother, himself is very limited to interacting with the child. Even a nanny could be much more meaningful compared to her.
Nayla really wanted to scream loudly and cry as much, she felt this was really unfair.she wanted to take care of her son with her own hands instead of others.
Nayla shut Alvaro's door again, then went downstairs to the kitchen.
Nayla thirsty. He needs cold water to quench his thirst and also cool his heart that has been rumbling since.
He took a bottle of drinking water in the refrigerator and downing it directly without pouring it first into a glass.
The water was almost barren, his thirst had also disappeared. But his heart remained unbendingly cold as if something was rumbling in his chest asking to be ventured with something else.
Nayla was eager to scream out loud in order to spill all her grief. But he knew it would be of no use and would only make him seem like an insane person.
Finally Nayla sat in the chair by putting her face on the dining table. The water is back flowing. It was only crying that he could do right now. I don't know until when he will become a weakling who can only shed tears.
"Mrs..." Aunty Sani's voice made Nayla raise her face and hastily wipe away her tears.
"Will the Madam eat? I will heat the food yes." said bi Sani
Nayla did not reply as she was slightly surprised by Bi Sani's presence. Shouldn't he have rested in the back pavilion? Why is it still here so late?
Bi Sani walked over and picked up the food stored in the refrigerator's heat-resistant container, then heated it in the microwave.
"Here, Madam." Bi Sani put the warm food back in front of Nayla. Inevitably Nayla took a spoon and began to eat the food. His stomach was hungry because it had not been filled. It was as if the food could not be swallowed.
"Master hasn't come home yet. That's why I'm still here waiting for Madam to come down. I just want to make sure that Madam is okay." Bi Sani said as if she wanted to answer the question in Nayla's mind.
Nayla is still in her silent mode, she enjoys her food in silence and seems not to want to make a sound.
"Mrs..., may I ask you a question?" bi Sani asked then doubtfully.
"What mean?" lirih Nayla finally.
Bi Sani seemed to be arranging the words in his mind.
Nayla was silent for a moment then nodded slowly.
Bi Sani who saw Nayla's nod seemed to sigh with a regretful face.
"Sorry, Madam. All this because of me. I have suggested this ridiculous thing to Madam. Because of me, Madam so accept the anger of Master. I'm sorry, Madam..... I'm really sorry." Bi Sani apologized in a trembling voice. His face looked down, not daring to look at Nayla. It seemed like the middle-aged woman felt very guilty towards her young mistress.
Nayla who saw it looked pity. He knew that Bi Sani only intended to get closer to Galang without any evil intentions. Of course he would not blame Bi Sani in this matter.
Nayla put down her spoon and drank the water Bi Sani had poured before. Then she pushed her plate slightly towards the front, a sign that she had finished eating her food. And looked back at Auntie Sani.
"I'm fine, Bi. Auntie doesn't have to worry. And the incident last afternoon, we both do not know if Galang will be angry. So there is no need to apologize, maybe I do not deserve his love mom" replied Nayla finally.
Bi Sani ventured to raise his face to look at Nayla.
"But, Mistress. This afternoon you dragged Madam like that. I'm so scared... I can't imagine what you did after that. I'm so afraid that you'll hurt Madam, and all because of me. I'm really sorry, Madam. Please forgive me." Bi Sani again said sadly, and this time the tears seemed to fall on her cheeks. He looked really sorry to have given such ridiculous advice that this young mistress was infuriated.
Nayla commented on the thin smile trying to calm Bi Nayla down.
"I'm fine, Auntie. I can see for myself, right? . Now it's better for aunt to rest because it's so late. Don't you have to get up early tomorrow?" Nayla.
"But is Madam really okay?" Bi Sani asked back.
Nayla nodded steadily.
Then after Naylaa reassured herself that she was okay, Bi Sani finally returned to the back pavilion to rest.
Nayla herself also returned to her room and tried to close her eyes again. But then something stuck in his mind.
Not coming home? . Nayla after what she did with you, you still want to remember?
Galang had never stayed outside despite being very busy. He will always come home, even when out of town. At least if Galang can not go home, Assistant Rangga will preach it whether it is at Galang's request or not.
And now that he did not come home, Assistant Rangga did not report anything either. Is he still so mad at Nayla? Or even now that she was fed up and didn't want to see Nayla again?
I hate myself. Why should I get hurt because of you?
Husband, I wish I could hurt you the way you hurt me. But I knew that if I had that chance, I wouldn't do it.
Anyone understands, I am too sick to endure, but too in love to let go.
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