THE LOVE OF MY LIFE
86. Moments

The car driven by Rory entered the parking area of an Asian European restaurant that looks elegant and warm.

Rory opens the car door for Nayla while extending her hand. Put Nayla's hand on her arm and step inside.

"You know? You really made me like a noble with the sweet attitude you showed me" whispered Nayla.

"You are so much more than the word deserves this, even better than that" Rory said.

Rory leads Nayla to a table near the window with a rose and a candle flame on it. Pulling a chair for Nayla to sit down, then pulling another chair for herself.

A waiter approached them to ask for orders by handing each one a menu book.

"What do you want to eat?" ask Rory.

"Hemm,," Nayla muttered as she read the menu list.

"What if we ordered the menu not for ourselves, and the ordered menu had to eat it?" challenge Nayla.

"You mean, I ordered for you and vice versa?" ask Rory to make sure.

"Right," welcome Nayla.

"Unconditionally, it's the food you like" he added.

"Interesting" welcome Rory. "Then, what if the food is not eaten with the excuse of not liking?" ask Rory.

"Of course there's a penalty" Nayla said.

"Well, then, order first" Rory said.

Nayla pointed at the menu and showed the waiter who immediately recorded it. Rory did the same. The waiter smiled then nodded and left.

"Roy," call Nayla.

"What?" Rory looked at Nayla.

"Is there anything weighing on your mind?" ask Nayla.

"There," answered Rory calmly. " But I want you not to think about it. I'll say it later," he continued.

"Is that serious?" ask Nayla again.

"All I can promise you now is, everything's fine" replied Rory.

"All right," welcome Nayla.

The waiter reappeared and served the same two meals. The two of them looked at each other for a while, then laughed.

"Isn't what I said true? We have the same taste," said Rory.

"You're right," welcome Nayla.

The sound of Rory's cell phone interrupts in the middle of their meal. Rory immediately pulled out her phone and found a message coming in from Martin. He widened his eyes, when he read the message, and smiled happily.

Rory glanced at Nayla who was staring at her, but still let her.

[[ @Martin: In two months there will be a show on a television channel, and they ask you to be there as a guest. We'll negotiate this after you get back,'

'This is it, I can use this show, ' Rory's inner self.

'But I still have to talk to them about this. In any case, they should know if I want to propose to Nayla.

"I'm sorry, I interrupted playing my phone" Rory said.

"It's okay. Let me guess," Nayla put a hand on her chin.

"Martin?" nayla said with raised eyebrows.

"Now I'm not so surprised by your always correct guess," Rory let out a light laugh.

Rory cut her Meatloaf into small pieces, and gave it to Nayla to make it easier for Nayla to eat.

"Eat this one alone" said Rory. "Then give this to me" Rory took over Nayla's plate.

Nayla smiled briefly, and ate her meal in silence.

After finishing their dinner, Rory takes Nayla home. Silence still enveloped the two of them who were busy with their respective thoughts.

In fact, when they arrived at the apartment, Nayla did not immediately go down. Disappointed with his own mind.

'Is it because I haven't fully opened up to her that made her also set boundaries with me? I know he needs his privacy too, and I trust him too. But why am I telling this story?' inner Nayla.

'The next few days, I will also be busy with my work, and it will be difficult to meet him, ' he thought.

"Ma Cheri," call Rory.

Nayla bergeming's. I didn't hear Rory call him. Rory's outstretched hand grabbed Nayla's chin and faced Nayla's face to look at her.

Nayla was silent for a moment, looking at Rory who was now looking at her.

'Ugh, if I say what I think, will it be okay?' inner Nayla.

"Sorry to say it?" ask Rory again.

"If you get busy again, and at the same time I'm busy, that doesn't change anything, does it?" ask Nayla hoping.

"Is that what makes you so nervous that you don't finish your dinner?" ask Rory.

Rory sighed softly when she saw Nayla nodding slowly in response.

"You can meet me whenever you want, remember? And I'll see you if you want me to come. In addition, we can talk through cell phones," said Rory.

"In a few days, my schedule will be full. But, I promise your time to wait will be worth it when we meet again" comforted Rory.

"Looks like I messed up tonight," Nayla greeted with a wry smile.

"Not even a little bit," greeted Rory with a smile.

"I just feel so happy when you fuss over me like this. So, don't worry about anything, this time and so on, I'll be by your side" Rory said.

Nayla nodded slowly, feeling calmer than before.

"I'm going in, I'm asking you to take care of yourself and your health, Roy," Nayla said.

"That's what I expect from you, too" greeted Rory.

When Nayla's hand opened the car door, Rory's hand held Nayla's hand, making her turn back to look at Rory. However, before Nayla could ask anything, Rory had pressed her lips against Nayla's lips.

"Bonne nuit, Ma Cherie," whispered Rory in Nayla's ear.

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Time passed, without notice, for almost two months. Nayla has completed her new script. And his work received more acclaim than his previous work.

Those who buy books with Nayla photos in them keep Nayla's privacy well. None of them violated what they had agreed upon when buying books.

On the other hand, Rory also re-released a new song along with a video clip. The new song he made for Nayla again exploded in the music industry.

From the agency even suggested to bring in a female character from the song that Rory made and join in singing the song.

At night, Rory took the time to contact Nayla to unwind after a day full of activities.

"Your voice sounds weird, are you okay, Roy?" ask Nayla from Rory's phone.

"I'm fine, probably just tired from today's activities" Rory said.

"But I want to share this good news with you" he continued.

"Good news? What'sthat?" welcome Nayla.

"We were invited to guest star on a live broadcast. Will you come with me? I want you to be there, "hope Rory.

"Sure, Roy," welcome Nayla.

"I'll make sure I'm on the front row to see you" he added.

"What do you mean in front? Of course you'll be backstage with Martin" Rory said.

"Ehh, isn't that going to disrupt your show?" ask Nayla.

"Absolutely not. After all, no one objected to it" explained Rory.

"When exactly will the event be held?" ask Nayla.

"Not long. Maybe one or two more weeks. I'll let you know later" replied Rory.

"All right, call me anytime" Nayla said.

"Sure, I'll call you back later. Ah, it looks like Martin is calling me, I'm leaving first" Rory said hurriedly.

Nayla stared at her phone as Rory's voice disappeared before she could reply, then sighed softly.

"How many times have I not been able to talk to him?" mummy Nayla slowly.

Nayla turned her back, then looked up. His eyes stared at the computer that was on, revealing an unfinished script. The next second glanced at the picture frame beside the computer, where a picture of himself with his brother smiled widely.

"I haven't even visited brother yet, I really suck,"

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