(Not) Old Friday

Weddings

Several days passed, after Nayla's mother recovered Nayla and Reka's marriage took place.

At the request of the two brides-to-be, the event was carried out simply at the Reka house which was only attended by relatives.

Since morning, Nayla's chest has been pounding. It's just a wedding on paper but it feels so heartwarming. Especially when ijab qabul, which should be Nayla's biological father who became guardian but precisely his Om because Nayla's father is gone. That's what makes Bu Lela cry and Nayla too.

The designers took a deep breath and felt relieved after their marriage was legal and religious. Honestly, deep down, he felt guilty for lying to so many people, as well as his feelings. Even to this day he still considers Nayla to be Azkia's successor.

"May you always be happy dear." Ms. Lela kissed both of Nayla's cheeks when the day's event was over and she was going back to her house.

"Mother's not home alone?" Nayla still holds her mother's hand. She could not bear to leave her mother alone in her home.

The designs approached and clasped Nayla's waist as if they were really a pair of newlyweds.

"If you don't want to stay here let one of the arts accompany you at home" said Reka. Even his hands were now clinging more tightly to Nayla's waist.

Nayla just glanced at the person beside her. The marriage is already legal, but this is just a business lest Reka forget the important points Nayla made.

Miss Lela smiled. He could see the kindness of Reka and her family, may his daughter really find her happiness.

Finally, Bu Lela came home and Nayla was confused as to what to do. Does he have to go to the room? But to whose room? The designs? Never crossed his mind could a room with that man.

"Here, I'll take you to the room if you're tired. You rest first." Reka's clutching Nayla's arm.

Nayla's heart rate is getting harder and harder to beat, especially the sweet treatment of Reka openly done in front of the large family of Reka who makes the Reka sisters now tease her.

"Go to the room. Wait a little bit."

"Yes, pity that the kneeler has not felt the nest for 30 years."

Their laughter blared. Nayla wants to drown from the face of the earth.

They both walked towards the room. Although with a simple event but both parents Reka has decorated the room Design with flowers scattered and this is what Nayla thinks.

"Sir Why is his room decorated with flowers? Do we want the first night? Remember the important points I made. I don't want a physical touch" Nayla said as she walked and sat down at the dresser.

"What do you think, this wants me? We were just acting in front of my family" Reka said as she passed into the bathroom.

Nayla took a long breath. He now removed the headdress that was stuck to his hair but got stuck. "Kok hard anyway?" Nayla tries to take it off again but her hair gets stuck more and more.

Nayla took a long breath. Should have asked her mother to help remove the headdress. Now who should he ask for help with? The designs?

A few moments later, the plan came out. The handsome face looks very fresh and already wears pajamas instead of bare-chested like in other stories.

"Why?" ask Reka who noticed Nayla's annoyed face.

"It's stuck."

"Oo, here I help." The designer walked over and helped Nayla remove the headdress but it was difficult because Nayla's hair was getting tangled.

"Aww, sir, slow down" said Nayla because Reka was too pushy until Nayla's hair was interested.

"Yes, patience. Just a little more."

"Aww, sick."

While outside of Reka's room, there was Niko who accidentally heard the ambiguous sentence.

"What's wrong?" kevin asked who was curious about what Niko heard.

Slowly sick.

And those words are back heard.

"Finally, Reka felt the pleasure. So I want to go home quickly. Want the first night too." said Kevin as he passed.

Niko followed Kevin's steps. "Olderly. Remember the grandkids."

While in the room, the drama was finally over. Nayla rubbed her painful head.

"You take a shower first. Your clothes are in the closet." The designer walks towards the bed then sits leaning against the headboard while playing his phone.

Nayla stood up and took her nightgown, after which she went inside the bathroom to wash herself. Long enough, until he finally came out with wet hair.

That fragrant aroma made Niko now look at it. He was blown away a moment ago then turned his gaze again on the phone.

"Sir, where am I sleeping?" ask Nayla.

"As far as you. If you want to sleep here is also not papa" said the real designer he was so eager to sleep with Nayla that night.

Nayla took a long breath. Sleeping in one bed with the design seems like a bad idea. Nayla took a pillow and turned to the sofa.

He threw the tired body on the sofa. Although narrow but the sofa was much more soft than the bed in his room.

The designer saw Nayla who was now sleeping curled up on the sofa. "Ck, you stubborn bastard." The plan came down and approached Nayla. She might have the heart to let Nayla sleep on such a narrow sofa.

"You sleep in bed." tell Reka.

Nayla shook her head. "I can sleep here."

Reka grabbed Nayla's body and held her. Forcing Nayla to sleep in bed.

"Sir, pelin. Descending. I don't want to. I'm just gonna sleep on the couch."

"In the written rule only should not be physical touch should not not be bare."

Because Nayla keeps moving, making Reka fall with Nayla on the bed.

Designa's body now overlaps Nayla. They stared at each other closely with a distance of only a few centi. The temptation is so real and so great. Like a magnet pulling her, Reka brought her closer and this time the lips managed to touch Nayla's lips.

A gentle kiss that made Nayla lulled for a moment. When he realized, he pushed hard enough Reka's body to make Reka release herself.

Nayla rubbed her lips and turned her back to Reka.

Oh, naw! Why did I enjoy Mr. Reka's kiss just now. Be aware, what Mr. Reka did because my face that looks like Azkia is not because of the others.

A momentary state of silence. The designer returned and stared at the ceiling of his room with an occasional look at Nayla's back that did not move at all.

They could not sleep until late at night.

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