The Destiny of Love Nayyara
Uncovered
Ting...
The sound of a man's cell phone notification sounded so loud in the musholla where the man worked.
Yes, six o'clock in the afternoon is a time where employees rest, some eat, some pray, some also choose to sleep to just drive away tired.
After praying the man immediately grabbed his cellphone which he placed next to the prayer mat and immediately read the notification.
+62857xxxxxxxx
Sent a picture
'Whose number?' the man asked.
Out of curiosity the man named Faiz immediately opened it. And as soon as the roar of his breath began to irregularly, the other hand began to clench just like that. The look on his face also turned into an incredible look of anger.
How not? His wife is in the picture, with a man who is clearly not himself. The masked man, dressed in all black, was sleeping with his wife.
His eyes began to heat up, claustrophobic to his chest. "Based on a traitorous woman" he growled while turning off his phone and rubbing his hair in frustration.
It felt like Faiz wanted to quickly go home, venting emotions on his wife.
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Currently after the prayer isya' Nayya is brewing chocolate matcha drinks that used to be his writing friend. After being brewed with hot water, he stirred for a while then brought to the living room while carrying his laptop.
After arriving in the living room, placed the laptop was also a cup containing hot matcha hers.
Nayya started to open the laptop and write stories on the microsoft word page. When he was about to type something there, he paused because he heard someone knocking on the door.
Geck... Geck... Geck...
Nayya immediately got up from her seat, then walked over and opened the door of the house.
"Mbak Alifa, please go to mbak" he said allowing Alifa and her daughter 'Alya' to enter the house.
"Not sweet-ass. I'm here to see Faiz and my mother" she said after making Nayya stroke her chest.
Sick? For sure. I think Nayya wants to cry. But no, Nayya will try hard, is this what the marriage exam means? Think Nayya.
"Mother is still in the mosque mbak, take a study, it's Friday" Alifa just kept quiet and nodded while opening her phone.
"Well, by the way?" Nayya nodded too. "If there is a guest was made to drink first, just invited to chat, then this is why there is a laptop here, lest this laptop buy using Faiz's money" he claimed origin.
"Astaghfirullah no mbak, that Nayya buy time Nayya High School, you can not like me but do not slander gini, slander more cruel than mbak murder" he advised his brother-in-law. I don't know what's wrong with her and where she's wrong so she makes Alifa have dark eyes on her.
"No need to be my talkative. Mending now you go to the kitchen to drink" he told her then Nayya immediately went to the kitchen to make two drinks for Alifa and her daughter.
A single tear fell down his cheek. It feels like Nayya told her husband about her brother's behavior. But free, the answer remains the same 'PATIENT'.
He rubbed his wet cheeks and then walked with a tray containing two cups of hot tea.
"Please drink it" Nayya invited Alifa and her daughter to drink, then she took care of her laptop and the cup containing hot matcha and brought it to the room.
"Assalamualaikum" greeting a middle-aged woman from the doorway.
"Wa'alaikumsalam" said Alifa and her daughter together.
"That's Alya kangen same grandma om, keep asking here" he explained making Azizah smile and look at her grandson.
"Yes, said Nayya you were here this afternoon to pick up mother, but mother again at your sister's house" he explained then turned to Alya.
"Alya misses grandma, right?" Alya nodded and took her grandmother's hand to leave the house.
"Yaudah you drink first, Al, this is your child take a walk" said Azizah from outside.
"Yes ma'am" he said from the inside and refocused on his phone.
"Grandmother, grandmother" said Alya while pulling the edge of the mukena belonging to Azizah.
"Hmm?" Azizah only cleared her throat in response to this granddaughter.
"Sit there" pointed Alya at the long bench on the edge of the field.
Yes, they have arrived at a field that is often used to play football. They began to sit down and Alya began to tell her what her mother had done.
Alya is a child, but he is always honest and what he is. Feeling compassion with people unable to defend her finally Alya told the older people, yes like this grandmother.
"So mother, angry with the bulik nek" he said made Azizah turn her eyes. Again, Alifa was angry with Nayya. And this has been the time.
"Jaudah later let grandma talk to mom, now we go home first, he said kangen same om. Also, om already home from work" pointed Azizah on a motorbike that was parked in front of her house.
When he was about to enter the house, Azizah was surprised by Faiz's voice which seemed to be angry, and mentioned his wife's name 'Nayya'
'What happened?' the Azizah is confused. Then he told Alya to sit outside first.
Then Azizah immediately entered and broke up the heated quarrel between the three of them.
Seen Nayya who sat down while pleading with her husband with tears.
Then he stared at Faiz who seemed to be very angry at Nayya.
"Why, what's going on?" asked Azizah with a slightly raised tone of voice.
"Mom, I see this" Faiz said, handing over his phone.
Azizah reached for the phone and saw a picture of two people one woman one more man but masked. And that woman is none other than Nayya.
Azizah's chest is like a big stone, it's crowded.
"I think you're a good woman Nayya, it's not, I'm wrong, I wrongly agree with Faiz when I want to propose to you" Azizah was already stirred emotions.
'Good, you'll be out of here' Alifa's inner self while rubbing the mother's shoulder to dampen her emotions.
"Mom, Nayya doesn't know what the matter is, Nayya doesn't know when the photo was taken, and who recorded it, and Nayya did not feel there was another man who touched Nayya other than Faiz mas" he explained while crying bitterly.
It hurts, it hurts so much. For some reason, when he was at the lowest point in his life, he always remembered the father who was gone. Does Nayya want to die?
"But in the photo it's obvious you're screwed by another man" Faiz said. "And I will keep divorcing you, because you have dared to betray me" he snapped while removing the hook of Nayya's hand that was at his feet.
Nayya, the little girl was still crying sobbing in front of her in-laws, her husband and her sister-in-law, so soon, her eyes began to blur and fall to dark began to snatch it away.