Love Me Mr. Arrogants

How Fatimah Calms Rayyan's Anger

Now Fatimah and Rayyan are in the car and on their way home. Along the way, Rayyan chose to be silent because she was still carried away by emotions because of the problem earlier. Fatimah was also silent because she was afraid to see Rayyan's expression. Seeing Rayyan's current anger, reminding her of the past where Rayyan has not lost her memory. For this reason, Fatimah did not want to provoke Rayyan's emotions and chose to wait until Rayyan could control her emotions.

After an hour or so, they finally arrived at their residence. Rayyan and Fatimah immediately got down and went towards the room. Mr. Han and the others were just speechless looking at Rayyan's gaze which still looked cold and flat.

"Mr Ray why, Bi?" sofi asked to see Rayyan who was flat-faced again, making her anxious to think about Fatimah. He was afraid that Fatimah would be treated as before.

"See, Auntie doesn't know. Let's just pray that Mr. Ray doesn't hurt Fatimah anymore" he said and left. He did not want to gossip that made the atmosphere hotter. Seeing Aunt Aisyah leave, Sofi also went from there.

While inside the room, Rayyan roughly undressed her. Fatimah could only sigh, she also opened her hijab, put on her bag and opened her sandals and socks. After that, he went into the bathroom to just brush his teeth and wash his face, because he was new from the outside. If it is not immediately washed, fear that there will be acne that arises because of dirty air from outside. After finishing cleaning, he immediately changed his clothes with clothes that were quite open. Then after that, she approached her husband who was sitting on the bed.

"Still angry?" she asked gently while holding Rayyan's chest, gently rubbing it, as if Fatimah was trying to quell the flames of anger that were on her husband's chest.

"Hm." she replied

"Don't be angry anymore. I don't know" he said.

"I don't like anyone else hurting you" he said in a cold tone.

"Yes, I know. But I wasn't hurt, only my clothes were wet, besides he was also accidentally. He got nervous and looked scared just now," he said in a low voice, he did not want to follow the emotions and make the atmosphere become hotter and ended in a fight.

Rayyan chose silence, not responding.

Fatimah could only sigh, she then remembered with the book she had read, that no matter how heavy the problems in the household, everything could be resolved in bed.

"Must I start first?" ask in the heart.

After thinking for a few seconds, by reading the basmallah, Fatimah stood up and pushed Rayyan, so Rayyan fell on the bed. With a supine position, Fatimah began to crawl over Rayyan's body and began to caress Rayyan's sensitive area until Rayyan gradually began to sigh.

Fatimah nodded her head, she opened ***************, and also opened ********** belong to Rayyan. Finally the battle on the bed was started with Fatimah as the leader of the game.

They did so until midnight, when they finished, Fatimah invited Rayyan to take a bath together. Even in the bathroom, they still have a husband and wife relationship with Rayyan who takes over the game.

Until two in the morning, they just came out of the bathroom. After that, they immediately dried their hair and body, and put on a fairly thick shirt, as both of them felt cold.

"Mas hungry?" ask Fatimah.

"Yes" Rayyan replied. Because they last had lunch. While the night, they had not eaten at all, the intention was that they wanted to eat at the party, but what was said, there was even an incident that made their appetite disappear instantly.

"Yes, let's go to the kitchen, I will make a special fried rice for Mas Rayyan" he asked.

"Eating fried rice at night?" tanyakanya.

"Yes, why? Does Rayyan not like it?" ask Fatimah.

"Well, whatever you cook, I'll love."

"Really?"

"Yes, honey."

They both immediately went to the kitchen. When Fatimah cooked the fried rice, Rayyan just sat quietly watching Fatimah.

"I'm satisfied tonight, thank you my wife" Rayyan murmured inwardly. While Fatimah in the midst of busy cooking fried rice, occasionally she looked at Rayyan and gave a sweet smile that made Rayyan's heart feel shady.