Love In November
Fighht

Nayla has returned to M City, this afternoon she has returned to her home.

"Dad.." Luna approached her daughter who had just returned home. "Mother.." Nayla hugged her mother. "You're out of town not saying goodbye to Mom, it's Nay."

"I'm sorry Mom, it's all an impromptu. So Nay Ngabarin I'm fit to be there."

"That's it, but you're okay, aren't you, Nay?"

"Yes Mom. Nay is fine. Nayla's just following Nay's boss to work out of Bu City." Nayla misses her mother. "Thank God that's it. I'm cooking your favorite food. We'll have dinner together. You rest first" Nayla nodded, Luna smiled and went to the kitchen.

At seven o'clock the Nayla family ate together at a small dining table but it was perfect for them.

"Said your mother out of work with superiors from J Nay City?" Frans asked in his eating. "Yes Dad."

"What about your work, is there a problem with Nay?"

"Humm, so far Nay can still do it Well" Nayla smiled at Frans.

"Oh yeah, same mom I'll go to your Bude house in town S. Maybe two weeks there." Luna.

"Why do you want to go to Bude's house for two weeks?" Nayla stopped eating. "Mom wants to take your father to alternative medicine there Nay. Bude said you have someone to help heal Dad's pain."

"Father the same mom just went there? Nay come along.."

"Loh, you work Nay. Mom went there because she wanted to get treatment. So that I can work again. You take it easy, we'll always tell you." Frans rubbed the back of Nayla who was starting to feel sad.

"Same daddy I'm sure you want to go there?" Nayla's face turned sad. "Yes Nay, pray that your father will come home from there to be healed." Luna replied, calming Nayla.

"Yes, ma'am, you guys be careful over there. Take care of your health and don't eat late." Nayla told her parents.

"Yes dear.." Luna smiled warmly.

"You also don't forget to eat, Father who worries you're late to eat because we're not home." Frans teased her daughter to smile.

"Not Yeah. You and I are calm." Nayla answered smiling.

Early in the morning Frans and Luna set out from their home to Kota S. "Nay, Mom and Dad are leaving.. Be careful at home. Don't forget to tell me there's nothing." Say Luna before leaving.

"Yes Mom, Dad... Hmm, Nay will definitely miss you." Nayla hugged her Mom and Dad.

"Father same Mother be careful ya.."

"Yes we've left already.." Nayla nodded.

Frans and Luna carried her bags into a taxi, the car they were riding in and the road to the train station.

Today is sunday. Nayla takes off work and cleans her house. "Well, the house is so quiet if there is no Mom and Dad" Nayla complained as she swept the floor of her house.

Unlike a house that is quite luxurious and spacious. Ricky is infuriated by his wife, Fiona.

"What are you, Pah? Why did the hero know what you've been doing all this time?!" Fiona is so angry that her husband has now been removed from Pranata Group.

"This is all because of that stupid Edi Mah!!" Ricky punched the air in front of him. He also seems very upset.

"But Papah still has a 5% stake in Pranata Group. Mamah is not so worried, anyway Papah must find a way so that the 5% is not to be lost also from our family!!" Fiona threatens Ricky very seriously.

"Yes Mah, Mamah take it easy. Papah told Malika to come home." Ricky opened his glasses and rubbed his face rough.

"When she wants to go home from Paris, she can leave her modeling school there?"

"Have calmed down. School modeling can be thought of later. Papah has asked Malika to come home, maybe the day after tomorrow she will get home."

"Yes, Mom believes everything the same Papah. We can't take Wira lightly anymore Pah!" Fiona vented her anger.

"Yes Mah yes. Papah told people to teach him a lesson!" A sly grin rose on Ricky's frustrated face.

"I mean Papah?"

Tonight Wira drives her car out of her magnificent palace. He used an Audi R8 in silver ash. In the middle of the road it rained heavily without permission.

Wira turned on the music titled Celine Dion ~ Because Of You, to accompany her on the trip.

His face was so peaceful that suddenly there were two black sedan cars stopped in front and also behind the Wira car. The road he walked through was so quiet tonight. Plus it rained very hard.

"Who is that car?!" Upset because it disturbs his journey.

"Get out!!"

A man wearing a face mask banged on the glass door of Wira's car. Not long after six people followed around Wira's car.

"Get out now or break this car glass cave!!!" Shouted the masked man who was burly.

Want to not want the hero out of his car. He pulled out the baseball bat in the back seat.

"You what?" Ask the girl with a hostile face.

"Lot a lot of bacots, feel this!!"

There was a fight between Wira and six men in the mask of one's man. One by one the masked men managed to defeat Wira.

The rain was pouring down on everyone who was fighting. One of the paid men managed to hit Wira in the face. Fresh blood flowed in the corner of her sex lips.

"Argh,, motherfucker!!"

Bughh.. Bugs... Bugh!!!!

All were defeated by Wira. Finally he decided to get in his car and leave the place.

Instead of going home, the man parked his car in front of Nayla's house. A woman who was soaking wet from the rain knocked on Nayla's house.

"President??" Nayla was shocked because the current condition of Wira was already in a mess.

"What's happened?" Nayla could not bear to see the battered face of the Wira. He closed his mouth and put on an anxious face.

"Can I come in?" Nayla nodded.

The hero sits on a simple sofa in Nayla's house. The girl quickly retrieved the medicine box from inside the closet.

"President is okay? Wear this first.." Nayla gives a clean towel to cover the wet body of the Hero.

"I helped clean the wound, President." The man didn't answer anything, he just nodded.

Carefully Nayla cleans the wound on the corner of the lips of the Hero. The man's lips looked slightly blue from the cold.

"Hold, this is gonna hurt a little bit." After cleaning with a sterile cotton swab, Nayla applied an ointment to the wound.

"Shhh..."

"It hurts, sorry.." Nayla spontaneously apologized.

Without realizing it, their faces were very close. Nayla then blows a soft wound on the forehead of Wira. The man looked at Nayla deeply.

The lips that liked to make him opiate were now in front of him. "The president's fighting?" The hero is silent.

"Hm."

"Like a child fighting." Nayla put her medicines on the table.

"I don't want to fight, but there's a group of men blocking me in the middle of the road." Obviously the hero does not accept. His face was as cold as the north pole.

"Huh, that's scary. What do you want that guy to stop the President?" Nayla thought slowly. "I don't know, I'm just protecting myself." The hero folded both his hands on his chest.

"The President's clothes are wet, are they not copied first for better?"

"I didn't bring a change of clothes."

"Then just wear my dad's shirt. If the President wants to, but if he doesn't want to do anything."

"All right, it's okay."

Nayla got up from the sofa, "I'll get her clothes, wait here for a minute." Before long he returned with Frans's t-shirt and pants.

"Presdir copy in my room only. Over here" Nayla invited the Hero to change her clothes.