THE LOVE OF MY LIFE
106. Bonus chapter. After the chapter 2.

Bob runs his car smoothly. The two of them only spoke as necessary because they did not want to disturb Nayla in the back seat who might be resting.

Although they knew Nayla would not mind about it, it was Nayla's attitude that always made no distinction about their status and was always friendly to them, make them find their own way to give Nayla a sense of comfort while with them.

Nayla's car slowed down as she entered the showhouse, packed with people waiting to enter the building by showing their tickets in their hands.

"Sean,,,!" call Nayla.

The car barrier that originally covered between the driver and passengers slowly descended.

"I'm madam?" answer Sean.

"Leave the suit you're wearing here, I don't want to draw any attention. Or you stay here with Bob" said Nayla.

"I'll come along, ma'am," replied Sean immediately taking off the suit he was wearing.

Nayla nodded while wearing her glasses back. He also wore a hat that he carried with him wherever he went. Scrunching her hair to cover her face, Nayla opened the car door and exited.

Sean immediately accompanies Nayla beside him, as Nayla usually asks of him.

Nayla walks a little down, pretending to play her phone. Meanwhile, Sean ensures Nayla can walk quietly in the ranks of VIP ticket owners without obstacles.

"Please your ticket" said the officer who serves VIP tickets.

Nayla raised her face and put her hat up a little, smiling kindly to the ticketing officer who immediately recognized her.

"Ahh, sorry for my disrespect" he said, bowing his body.

"Please" he said again allowing Nayla to enter without a ticket followed by Sean.

Some people who saw it whispered to each other out of envy. They still had to wait for the queue to enter, but Nayla could enter without the slightest hitch.

"Now, the couple can just walk in without a ticket" said one woman who was standing not far from where Nayla had entered.

"Right, who are they? How did they get in so easily?" timpal.

Nayla took off her hat, turned her head towards them, then smiled by sticking her index finger on her lips with a blink of an eye.

"Eehhh,,,,,"

"Nyloes_hemph,,,"

"Uhh, that's stupid," he hit his own mouth.

"Almost I called him" he said.

Those who had seen Nayla nodded in understanding and remained silent, while Nayla again continued her steps into the building.

Nayla heads to the room dedicated to Rory and the team, greeting some people she knew before entering the dressing room.

"You coming, Nay?" welcome Thomas.

"It is impossible not to come, Thomas," replied Nayla.

"How's the signature session?" ask Nathan.

"The queue is so long, I didn't even expect it to be finished after dark" complained Nayla who immediately threw her body on the sofa.

"It looks like you're having a tough day" Kevin said.

Kevin approached Nayla, giving a worried look at her. When Nayla hears that she is unconscious and in the care of her, she forgets everything and rushes to visit her at the hospital where Chris works.

Although Chris says Nayla is just exhausted, it still makes her panic, and insists on keeping her even though Rory and Chris are there.

"Are you eating right today?" ask Kevin.

"Of course," welcome Nayla. "Sean bought me lunch" he added.

"But you didn't eat it, ma'am," Sean said.

"Egrrh, Sean, can't you just shut up?" sulk Nayla.

"I'm sorry madam, but it was you who asked me to report the truth to you or to Mr. Kevin" Sean replied in self-defense.

"Nay,,,?" Kevin looked at Nayla for an explanation.

"What's the reason Nayla refused the food you bought? Did you buy the food you like?" ask Thomas to Sean.

"No sir, I bought the food the way the lady wanted, but after seeing the food, the lady did not want to eat" Sean said.

"Now say! What reason?" kevin asked still looking at Nayla with his arms folded.

"I don't know, it's just that my appetite is gone after seeing the food" replied Nayla.

Kevin let out a long sigh, feeling that Nayla's attitude has changed quite often lately. Although no one has any complaints about it, Nayla often worries everyone.

Kevin walked towards his bag, reached into the bag and pulled out a milk box. He immediately went back to Nayla and gave her the milk.

"Eewww,, can I have coffee?" nayla stared at the milk with a horrified face.

"No!" firmly Kevin.

",,,,,," Nayla pressed her lips.

"What did you say in your mind?" look Kevin squinted his eyes.

"I have a dull older brother" Nayla said, grabbing the milk from Kevin's hand and drinking it.

"Ugh,, uh,,,"

Nayla frowned as her tongue tasted Kevin's milk. He quickly closed his mouth using a handkerchief, refusing to swallow it.

"Why?" ask Kevin worried.

"Is this stale?" nayla asked immediately to keep the milk away from her.

"I'm not a killer, you know? I always check it out before I give it to you, and make sure it's safe for you" Kevin said.

"Then, drink!" nayla's orders pointed the milk at Kevin.

"You sure it's not your tongue that's in trouble, Nay?" sela Martin's.

"What?" welcome Nayla to raise her eyebrows. "You drink too!" nayla's orders again.

"Ehh,,? Why do I have to, too?" martin protest.

"Because you support her," replied Nayla at will.

"I'm just asking" Martin said.

"That sounds the same, and you're just quibbling" Nayla replied.

"Hey, hey, stop!" kevin broke up with Nayla.

"I'll drink it" he added.

'A Kevin is even now subservient to Nayla, ' Thomas' inner smile amusedly.

Thomas smiled again, feeling how funny and meaningful it was at the same time.

"There's nothing strange about the drink" Kevin said after trying the milk that Nayla refused.

"Are you sure it wasn't because of your troubled tongue?" keep Kevin narrowing his eyes. "Is that a pretext not to drink it?"

"Where is it possible?" nayla. "Breakfast this morning I really enjoyed it" he continued.

"Sean,," call Nayla.

"Me, madam?" answer Sean.

"Can I have a latte for me?" nayla Pinta.

"Sean's job is not to serve you, she's specifically to protect you" Kevin said.

"That's a punishment because he's been complaining to you" Nayla replied.

"What if it's juice?" bargain Ethan.

"No, I just want a latte" replied Nayla.

Not only Kevin, but Martin, Thomas, Ethan as well as Nathan put palms on their faces, sighing deeply. It was as if their minds were saying the same thing, though,

'Where is the figure of Nayla that they know does not like to complain or like to be picky?'

"Just go get what he wants, Sean," said Kevin gave up.

"Well," Sean replied obediently.

Sean leaves, leaving Nayla with Kevin and the others in the dressing room. While Nayla smiled triumphantly.

"Where's roy? I haven't seen him since I came?" tanya Nayla spread her gaze.

"He came back to the training building because we left something behind" Martin explained.

"Why did he leave? What if the time for her performance hasn't come yet?" nayla Cecar.

"I've said that, but he said he'd come before the show started" Martin explained.

"But he's not here yet" Nayla said.

"We'll wait, he'll come" said Kevin.

Geck,,,

Geck,,,

Geck,,,

The sound of knocking on the door interrupted them, making them simultaneously set their eyes toward the door.

Sean returned with a coffee glass in his hand, but he was not alone. Adrian and Vania follow him.

"Sorry madam, they want to see you" Sean said.

"What did you guys see me here for?" ask Nayla.

"Me?" vania pointed to herself.

"Of course, looking at you, my work is done, and I can be free" he continued.

"Your drink, ma'am," interrupted Sean thrusting coffee at Nayla who immediately received it.

"Thank you" said Nayla.

Sean just nodded, then stood behind Nayla.

"Have you come to offer again about those who want to take my book?" tanya Nayla turns to Adrian.

"Well, that's my main goal, but it seems like it can be discussed later, so I just want to see you and watch their show" Adrian replied with a big smile.

"Do as you please" replied Nayla.

"Ugh,, uh,,,"

Once again, Nayla frowned after sipping the coffee in her hand. He immediately put the coffee on the table and ran as fast as possible to the nearest toilet, removing the coffee that he had not had time to swallow.

While those who were there were again confused by Sikp Nayla.

"What's wrong with her?" ask Adrian.

"Come on," replied Kevin raising his shoulder.

"That's also what I want to find out," he added.

Not long after, Nayla returned again, staring intently at Sean who immediately lowered his head.

"What did you put in my drink, Sean?" accuse Nayla of raising intonation to her.

"S-I didn't put anything in, ma'am," replied Sean stammered,

For the first time, Nayla raised her voice slightly to Sean. And for the first time Sean felt an intimidating look from Nayla while looking at him. He did not dare to raise his face.

No one opened his voice, not even to defend Sean who was being cornered. They were too shocked by Nayla's sudden change.

"If you don't include anything, why does the coffee have a strange taste?" sergeant Nayla.

"S-me,,,"

"Nay, enough! The way you ask it sounds accusing him of doing something he didn't do" Adrian said, trying to calm the mood.

Adrian took the coffee at the table and sipped it, frowned for a moment, and understood after finding the location of the blame.

"It looks like Sean forgot to say your favorite dose or his baristas forgot," explained Adrian.

"But why should you be angry, Nay?" ask Adrian.

"I'm not angry" Nayla said.

"But,,,?" ask Adrian.

"I_,,,,"

"BRAAKKK,,,,!!!"

The sound of the door opening hurriedly caused a loud bang. Cutting Nayla's speech, accompanied by the appearance of a man they knew from behind the door, opened the door without knocking.

"WATCH,,,! There's a problem with the sound system. And it takes time for repairs. Can you do without music?"

The phrase of the man they know as the one who always helps them when the concert surprises them.

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