I'm Not a Substitute

Episode 47's

The morning.

The smell of cooking that penetrated into Rayan's sense of smell managed to make the man wake up from his deep sleep. Slowly Rayan opened both of his eyes. Rayan looked to her side and Alana was no longer there.

“Where is he?” Rayan muttered then got up from her lying down.

The man sighed staring at the whole corner of his room and Alana. Today is the day that Rayan will be free from all work. Rayan has given up all her duties to be temporarily replaced by Luky.

After feeling his entire life gathered Rayan pulled a blanket that covered his legs to his stomach. The man got off the bed and slowly stepped into the bathroom.

Finished cleaning himself Rayan down to the floor 1 of his new villa. There's no one there. Looks like the servants who work the Divilla have disbanded while enjoying the bonuses and holidays given Rayan.

“Alana.” Rayan called Alana because she could not find her anywhere.

Rayan sighed. That little island is just him and Alana now. Rayan is afraid that something bad will happen if Alana comes out without her knowledge.

“Alana !!” Rayan called back but in a slightly raised voice.

Silent

There were no words from Alana making Rayan even more worried.

“Yes lord.”

When Rayan was about to pass a rowdy sound from the direction of the kitchen managed to attract his attention. Rayan frowned at the sound then immediately stepped towards the kitchen to check it out.

Rayan sighed feeling very relieved. Alana was struggling in the kitchen with a slow humming.

Rayan folded her hands in front of her chest. The man stared at Alana's appearance which made him feel tempted. Alana wore black hotpans combined with a white tanktop. While the long hair Alana high midget showed the neck of the white level that managed to make Jayan jakun up and down.

Slowly Rayan stepped closer to Alana who was not yet aware of her presence.

“What cooking?” Rayan's question made Alana immediately look at him.

“Rayan.. You are awake.” Alana smiled then resumed stirring her cooking in the frying pan.

“I cook sweet sour fish. There are no shrimp in the fridge so I make this fish sweet sour. Who knows you like.” Said.

Rayan smiled. The sight this morning had fascinated him. He saw his wife busy in the kitchen preparing breakfast for him. That's very sweet.

“You want me to help?”

Alana frowns then turns off the gas stove because it is a sweet sour fish for it is ripe.

“Bby.” His smile looked at Rayan.

Alana grabbed the serving plate then immediately moved the sweet sour fish for her on the serving plate.

“Help me finish this sweet sour fish.” Alana offered her cooking to Rayan who was silent.

Rayan looked at the sweet sour fish. From the look of his sweet sour fish made his wife looks very tempting.

“Ayoo..”

Alana grabbed Rayan's big hand and pulled him towards the dining table. Alana put the results of her cooking on the table and then allowed Rayan to sit down. Alana painstakingly serves Rayan who is just silent.

“What is this?” Rayan. Rayan never wanted Alana as she is today. Rayan always thinks she should be able to make Alana happy with everything she has. Rayan wanted to always treat Alana like a queen to be served. Not serving him like this.

“You why look at me like that?”

Rayan. The man sighed then shook his head. Alana should be well served, not serving like a waiter.

“Rayan..”

Rayan's question made Alana frown in confusion. Alana felt that what she did was not wrong.

“What?”

“You cook and serve me like this. Why do?”

Alana's getting confused. What Alana knows is that serving the husband is the duty of the wife. But Rayan, seems to not like what he did.

“What's really why? Is wrong?”

Rayan got up from her seat. The man looked at Alana who was standing next to the chair he had been sitting on with a serious look.

“You're my wife Alana. You don't deserve to do this kind of work. You should be served instead of serving.”

Alana shook her head. His and Rayan's views on living in a household may be different. But that doesn't mean Alana can't do what Alana should.

“Do not overdo Rayan. I'm an ordinary man. I'm not a conglomerate like you or like Sakura. To me serving a husband is my duty as a wife. I'm happy with what I'm doing now.”

Rayan did not reply. From childhood Rayan never saw her mommy serving her daddy. What his daddy wants is always the waiter who provides. And Rayan saw her mommy was so happy about it. Her mommy never bothered to prepare this it for her daddy. Rayan thought maybe if he also did as his daddy did his wife would be very happy and love him.

“I hire servants not only to serve me Alana. But also to serve you. So you don't bother doing this.”

Alana smiled hearing that. Alana grabbed both shoulders straight Rayan pulled her slowly so that Rayan stood facing her.

“See I'm Rayan, I'm Alana. I'm not another woman. I want to be a good wife to you. I also want to be a good mother to your child. So please, let me fulfill my duty.”

“Alana but.”

“I did this sincerely from my heart Rayan. You want a good wife, right? Let me do it.” Sela Alana soft.

Rayan looked at Alana who was so beautiful without makeup on her face. Rayan really did not expect if there is a woman like Alana. Women who like to bother preparing this themselves.

“What's this reason you want all servers closed?” Tanya Rayan.

Alana nodded her head.

“Color only in this way I can serve you well my husband.”

Rayan touched Alana's chuby cheeks caressing her very gently making Alana close her eyes enjoying the gentle caress of Rayan's big hand.

“I don't know if a woman's duty should be like this after becoming Alana's wife. If you feel tired tell me. I myself will massage your feet, your hands, also your back.” Lirih Rayan's.

Alana laughed softly. Behind Rayan's Beast-like attitude, Rayan has a sweet side that is so soft.

Rayan slowly brought her face closer to Alana. When her lips met Alana's lips, her hands that had originally caressed Alana's cheeks immediately moved to embrace Alana's waist. Rayan kissed Alana very deep, soft, and friendly. The man felt very happy. Alana was willing to do something for him.

Alana let go of her kiss. With a breath of breath Rayan put her forehead on Alana's forehead. The tip of the nose of the two in contact makes their warm breath hit each other's faces.

“We haven't had breakfast Rayan.” Whisper Alana with chest up and down because of her breath that was stung due to Rayan's kiss.

Rayan laughed softly. His stomach was no longer hungry. But his passion is starting to stir now. It was no longer the breakfast that Rayan wanted right now.

“I want you Alana.” Said.

“But.”

Rayan lifts Alana's body sitting her on the table. The man again grabbed Alana's lips kissing her with a passion that she could no longer bear.

And Rayan really proved his words by doing so disofa which is not far from the dining table. Rayan makes Alana can not resist the charm to not realize where they struggle.