I Love You Young Master

Chapter 58 | Mommy Home!

Aqilla's face flushed all over. It turns out that the voice of his curse made Robert and Reva mistakenly across there. In fact, the intention of the heart, he wanted to tell the twins that everything was fine.

Unexpected mess! Shame is not play! It's all because of Rayhan!

“Honey, are you okay?” rayhan asked sympathizing. In fact, the man was pleased with the misunderstanding that occurred. He thought, he had more reason to bind Aqilla in a sacred relationship.

Aqilla glares. “Honey?! You call me ‘sayang’?!” his screeches.

Rayhan nodded innocently. “Kan, you said to yourself that I am your future husband. Is it wrong, yes, if I call my future wife ‘sayang’?”

Aqilla snorts. “Ray, I'm just acting! That's not real!” he did not want the issue extended. “Udahlah, Ray, lupain aja.” After saying those hurtful words, Aqilla left Rayhan alone in the living room with slightly limping legs.

Hey, briefly! You guys don't misunderstand me either, do you, with those voices?

The voice on the phone is not because Aqilla and Rayhan are playing horses on the bed, you know. At that time, Rayhan was helping Aqilla massage her sprained leg due to slipping in the bathroom.

Damn it, isn't it, Aqilla? I fell, ashamed, hadehh..

Back to the living room. Rayhan was pensive there. The man breathed a heavy sigh. In fact, Aqilla had still not fully accepted his presence. Rayhan is still not a priority in the woman's life.

“I mean I'm less fuckin', anyway? Ganteng, done. Tajir, too. Fine, moreover. But, really, rejected mulu,” dumel Rayhan upset. We have children, after all. What's wrong with getting married, right? Strengthen the rope of the silaturahmi.

Cih, tightening fuck, Ray😒—Ay again passing.

“Just-follow, anyway, lo! Move, ah! Lo ngeselin, Thor! When do I fight? Kan, want to be delicious too,” grumbled Rayhan grumbling.

Well, right, it looks really fashion.

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The next day...

The Mansion Refalino, Indonesia...

Jovan and Jovin waited impatiently. The two boys paced around like irons. According to the news that Rayhan sent yesterday, he was already on his way back to Indonesia with Aqilla. However, until this moment, both of them still did not properly reveal the trunk of his nose.

In fact, according to the twins' calculations, Rayhan and Aqilla's flight had landed perfectly about an hour ago.

“Honey, lunch time.” Reva exclaimed as she approached her two grandchildren. To this day, Jovan and Jovin are still waiting for the arrival of their parents in a chair near the main door.

Jovin looked over with pursed lips. “Grandma, why mommy same daddy hasn't come home?”

“Em... There may be a little obstacle in the way, dear, so they are a bit late,” replied Reva with a gentle smile. His hand moved rubbing Jovin's head which grew smoother mane.

Oh, clear! The brand of shampoo Reva bought for her granddaughter is not playing by her name! The price just soared into the sky!

“We eat first, yes,” pinta Reva weld. Since Rayhan left that day, Jovan and Jovin were a little difficult to eat. He said they were not tasteful.

Reva understands that the twins are worried. However, that does not mean they do not consume anything like this. There, the twins are sick and make the situation much hotter with different levels.

“Jovan wait mommy only, Grandma,” said Jovan without taking his eyes off the main door. The little man looked uneasy from his agitated posture. Jovin nodded in agreement even though his stomach had been protesting to be filled.

“Nak, mommy—”

Jovan and Jovin turned their heads quickly. Both smiles are. Without further ado, they got down from the chair and ran hastily towards Aqilla who was already stretching out her hands. “MOMMY.!” jovan and Jovin are happy.

Grep's!

All three cuddle. The worry, uneasiness, and anxiety disappeared in an instant in Aqilla's embrace, as if their hearts had found an antidote to the whack of discomfort. The woman laughed happily feeling the warmth she had longed for this week. The entire rage in his heart vanished in a split second.

“Assalamualaikum,” says Aqilla after stretching a hug.

“Waikumsalam, Mommy,” sahut the compact twins.

“Waikumsalam,” Reply Reva also approached. Aqilla also greeted the middle-aged woman with reverence, a long-standing habit towards the elderly. “You all right, Son?”

“Good, Mistress. Son Madam saved me there,” Aqilla said politely.

“Thank God that everything is fine now.” Reva breathed a sigh of relief. The shackles of anxiety in the recesses of his heart gradually faded away. “Ray where, Nak?” He was looking for a son who had not yet appeared.

“Ray here, Mi.” Suddenly what was spoken of appeared. Rayhan immediately experienced Reva, a habit he had emulated from Aqilla.

“Daddy is not pa pa, right?” ask Jovin while circling Rayhan's body, checking if there are any cuts or bruises due to fights. The little girl stroked the chest in relief after making sure there were no injuries to the body of the daddy. “Gendong,” the door is spoiled with outstretched hands.

Then Rayhan grabbed his daughter's tiny body, carrying her with increased anxiety. Jovin is getting funny in his eyes. Rayhan kissed Jovin's cheeks repeatedly on both sides until the girl giggled.

While Jovan doesn't care. He focused on highlighting his mommy, looking for something hidden from Aqilla's twinkle. “Mommy injuries not?”

“No, Boy. Mommy is not hurt, just. sprained aja,” Aqilla replied honestly. Why lie, right? Eventually, it will be found out. Aqilla's way of walking, right, looks a little limp.

“Blooded? How, can?” exclaims Jovan can't believe it.

“Mommy-mu, Son, she's not careful in the bathroom, keeps slipping, deh. His leg sprained to become.” It was not Aqilla who answered. But, Rayhan. The man looked at Aqilla meaningfully. In his brain there was one last plan for him to launch the intention of interrupting Aqilla.

Huh, I guess Aqilla does not have much code though. Hope this plan works..

“Continue, already diobatin, Mom?” ask Jovin who is still loyal in Rayhan's arms.

“Udah, daddy y'all help Mommy massage legs Mommy.”

Jovan tilted his head. “Oh, the Mommy again ‘aahh... ah ah.’ on the phone, right?”

Aqilla smiled shyly with cheeks meeting at the question. Reva and Rayhan to the point of feeling anxious with the behavior of this two-child woman. Fortunately the twins are still very innocent, their brains have not been contaminated with adult smelling cases like this.

“Lupain aja voice Mommy that, Boy,” said Aqilla seriously.

“Lho? Why, Mom?” jovan asked confusedly.

“When Mommy's mouth was again khilaf, so it was like that. Mommy's mouth is sparkling, right?”

“Bikin tired usually,” grumbled Aqilla is upset.

^^^To be continuous...^^^