(Not) Old Friday

New Day

When the sun was shining brightly, Nayla opened her eyes.

"Gosh, it's noon." He saw a blanket covering his body. As if he hadn't worn that blanket last night. He also no longer saw Reka beside him.

The sound of splashing water indicates that the design is in the bathroom. Nayla got out of bed, then opened the closet and chose a casual dress for Reka because it was Sunday and they were all off work. He must serve Reka according to the agreement except for the bed.

A few moments later, I came out of the bathroom. The chest of the field and the sixpack belly that still looks wet is very tempting. He really is the perfect guy. There was something rustling in Nayla's chest. He wanted to take his eyes off but his brain and body movements became out of sync.

The man smiled and walked closer. He picked up the change of clothes that Nayla was still holding. "Thank you" he said.

Nayla was still standing, she was blank, not knowing what to do.

"Other times if you are wearing clothes I should not forget *********** also."

Nayla widened her eyes, especially when Reka would open the winding of her towel. He immediately took a long step towards the bathroom and closed the bathroom door. He rubbed his chest that was still beating uncharacteristically.

"I forgot to bring a change of clothes myself." Nayla grunts annoyed. The first day with the designer was all messed up. Why also he became frequent deg-deg and out cold sweat. Does he have any other illnesses?

Finally he soaked in a bath with warm water to calm his mind. "Pregnant..." Until it did not feel 30 minutes had passed, until a knock on the door broke the comfort.

"Nay, what's inside? Not fainted, right?" screamed from outside the bathroom.

Nayla grunts annoyed. Want to not want him to end his soaking activities.

He stood up and took the towel, he wrapped the towel in a slender body but contained in certain parts of it.

There was another knock on the door, this time it sounded very impatient.

"Yes, what the hell is it, sir?" Nayla opened the bathroom door.

"Kirain ping.." Risa's sentence hung in the air as she looked at Nayla's current appearance. A milk-white shoulder with two circles that protrude in half awakens a passion that has been dimming.

"Surge! Can't see!" Nayla passed by Reka who was still standing sculpting.

Nayla opened the closet door with one hand holding the towel. It turned out that some of his clothes were on the top shelf making it difficult for him to take the shirt with one hand.

The designer walked over, he intended to help Nayla, but unexpectedly Nayla actually grabbed her clothes with both hands to make the towel wrapped around her body was released.

The design widens his eyes. He was stuck with an extremely beautiful sight before his eyes. It was so beautiful that she had a hard time swallowing her own saliva.

Nayla immediately picked up the towel and turned around. He really wanted to disappear from the face of the earth. Very embarrassed even though his body was already halal to see Reka but Nayla was not willing.

"Pak Reka can't turn around. I'm gonna get dressed."

Not only turned around but Reka went straight into the bathroom. It seemed like there was a problem he had to solve on his own.

Nayla turned to the bathroom door that had been closed, hurriedly she put on clothes. After that she sat down in front of the dressing table while combing her hair.

Apes this morning, just a day room with Mr. Reka already kayak gini. How are the days that follow.

Nayla let out a long sigh while slightly polishing her face.

What is it in the bathroom? Isn't it a shower?

Nayla stood up and walked over to the bathroom door. His curiosity is really high. He put his ear on the bathroom door. Faintly heard a voice de lawful from inside there.

Is that voice really? Whynot? Don't-don't...

Nayla crossed her arms around her chest.

"Well, are you here?" The designer opened the door while Nayla was still standing in confusion at the door.

"Eh, hmm, no." Nayla waves herself when caught eavesdropping.

"You nguping? Curious about what I'm doing inside? Hem?" The designer pushed Nayla's body to the wall.

"E-no sir." Nayla's chest is getting beat up feeling intimidated by Reka.

"You realize you've sinned terribly on your husband."

"Talking about sin, is Mr Reka innocent?"

"But after all we are legal to be husband and wife." The design is getting closer to him.

"Yes, but I still won't do it because our relationship is only on paper, without any love."

They stared at each other sharply. Then a second later, Reka distanced herself. Honestly, Reka actually really wants to treat Nayla special like Azkia used to.

"We ate first, it's almost noon." asked Reka.

They both finally left the room.

The two old men smiled at the newlywed couple who had just left the room on the day before that afternoon.

"The new overtime all night is directly the bad luck of his wake. How many goals?" noda Niko to her son.

The design just smiled a little. "Dad, could've."

"How can it be? Yesterday it was late afternoon playing." Niko still teases Reka. From a long time ago until now he really likes to tease his only son.

"Dad, it's ah. We're gonna eat, hungry."

Luna laughed too. "Yes, eat a lot. Don't be shy, Nayla, just think of it as your own home."

"Yes, Mother." Nayla took the plate and filled it with rice and side dishes and placed it near Reka.

"Thank you dear." said Reka with a sweet smile.

Nayla simply returned the smile with a forced sigh.

"If you see you guys gini so want to mengerasain newlyweds again." teased his father again but immediately reply scorned by Luna.

"Dad, don't keep flirting with them, let them eat first." Niko's parents left them both in the dining room.

Nayla ate voraciously because her stomach was already feeling very hungry.

The designer just smiled looking at Nayla's eating style that did not keep her image at all.

"You start college again tomorrow. Don't work in the office." said Reka.

Nayla looked at Reka. "Why? Is he ashamed to have a cleaning service wife?"

The plan to put the spoon with the empty plate. "Do I need to announce to all corners of the office that you are my wife."

Looks like this design speech is serious. "Necessary. Give me some time, and I'll be back in college."

Speaking of college, he remembered Dito. How is he doing now?