
Leaning her waist to the drawer table behind her, the special storage of her own branded watch. Rayyan Andryatama's.
Rayyan folded her hands in front of her chest. His legs are crossed. Staring to pay attention to one of his children with women, who had filled the day first. With jokes and laughter. With her silliness and mannerism and her annoyance, which will always make her miss the woman. Wherever he went at the time. Even if it is shooting abroad or domestically. That lady...It will always be in his memory and his smile.
Huhhhhhhhhhh....
A rough sigh escaped Rayyan's mouth.
Well...Before his dirty thoughts arise and his misunderstanding of Layya for not trusting his wife. True male br****.
The two beads rayyan eyes faithfully stared at paying attention to the small boy's motion in front of her. Who is interested in his world.
Observe and admire all the collection of toys that are behind the glass in front of him.
Not one or two cabinets. But...
"this....Your toy?!".
The voice of the question came from the little boy before him. Jerking rattles rayyan from her daydream.
Joseph. That little boy. Asked the adult man who was behind her and without her turned to look at Rayyan.
"you mean all this?!". Rayyan didn't bother about that. Karna. This cute little guy and his handsome, inherited this self. His son.
"yes!". Joseph answered with American logic. Because of his growth, more of the little man spent in America with his sister and his mother and grandmama. The automatic. Many interactions that Yusuf heard and noticed there.
Rayyan was silent for a moment before replying. Rayyan was silent in search and fondled the exact answer she had to give to her son.
"i like Super Hero...? That meant...I like to collect Action...Figure? ... From small!". Reply rayyan. Which for him has exactly found the answer.
"all.... this...?!".
A second Rayyan felt a sense of confusion in answering again. The answer is not just this.
Move from him lean. Standing tall before Joseph, who was a few meters away from Joseph stood.
"follow me son...?!". Invite Rayyan after thinking some jokes.
Rayyan walked in front. Joseph obediently followed the grown man in front of him. What he knows. The son of Grandma Imelda, the owner of this house. And a few minutes ago he guessed and it turned out to be true. The son of grandma imelda. Good-looking uncle. That's maryam's calling. Papa is actually them.
The first thing Rayyan did once she got to the end of the room was. Turning lights.
Then somehow. Something like a closet or can be called a wardrobe hanger. Suddenly move and then shift to the side.
What Joseph caught from his bead was.
The man he knew a few minutes ago was his papa. Turning lights. Then the walk in closet room is brightly lit not brightly lit like before. Then the man in front of him grabbed a white remote and pressed a button there.
And this is what he sees now.
Special rooms in and...Very spacious. Can this be said to be a secret room? Then...What's in there? Why did this man bring her here.
"don't want to go in?!". Rayyan asked who was standing in the doorway to Yusuf.
Yusuf immediately turned his gaze to Rayyan after a moment of trying to peek into the contents of the room before him. However, it turned out to be a nil result. Joseph could see nothing but from the direction of the end of the room and it was empty nothing.
Joseph moved his steps doubtfully. Slowly Joseph walked inside until he came to the side of Rayyan.
Joseph stood for a moment in front of Rayyan. He looked up at the grown man beside him.
"whys...We are here...?!". With the look of her cute face and her voice that for Rayyan is very adorable. Joseph said the question in confusion.
Rayyan couldn't help but condense a happy smile on her lips.
"you'll know son? ...Of course you will be very happy!".
"really?!".
Rayyan again adorned her face with a smile.
"of course". Rayyan quickly reassured her son. Joseph, who will soon be Joseph Rayyan Andryatama.
As soon as it passes the doorway. Rayyan immediately closed the door behind her using the remote in her hand. Then he stepped a step from the door . Press a button on the wall of the room. Which immediately makes the room that was already dark due to the light from the next room lamp can not illuminate again into because it is blocked by the door that has been closed rayyan.
Just like rayyan. Joseph, the little boy. I am not afraid of the so-called dark. Because of that, at that moment the door was closed and the room he was walking into darkened. Yusuf was still expressionlessly and waiting for the adult man behind him to turn on the lights. Because yusuf thought.
There is no way this room has no light.
Lamp life. At once, Joseph's eyes narrowed for a moment before opening wide.
Rayyan smiled and chuckled amusedly at the reaction of her son.
Joseph's eyes were wide, and his mouth formed the letter 0.
"here all! And...You are free to see".
Yusuf quickly looked at Rayyan with interest.
"this... Yours...?".
Rayyan nodded while laughing.
"yes, that's what I collected from my little one. All!". rayyan replied in addition to pressing All said. To convince his son.
"you like?!".
Joseph stepped first leaving Rayyan standing behind him. To take a closer look. Surga son son. More the guy.
"of course!". Yusuf answered while stepping and he stood in front of a cupboard that contained.
Rayyan is still with her towel and she hasn't taken a shower at all. He stepped onto a chair that was right behind Yusuf standing. Rayyan sat on his ass there and grazed his legs.
Muscle muscles in every detail of his body are very visible and beautifully shaped. Of course, whoever the woman sees, will drop their saliva. Because so beautiful and enchanting her a Rayyan Andryatama.
However, as Rayyan said and told layya 4 years ago. Others can only see and admire and dream of themselves. Who can enjoy and feel themselves. Only one layya.
Seeing his son's eyes on his body. No longer interested in all the toy collections around it. Rayyan said fast and sharp.
"it belongs to your mother boy!".
"and then's... Mother do not like naked, and... Around in the house". Joseph looked at Rayyan.
Joseph did not like such a thing. Just like the mother.
Dad Rendra's body is also good. But...Never once did he see the man bare-chested like that. Daddy Rendra always wears clothes and never at all. Wandering around the house using a bath towel.
And this guy...
Rayyan smiled while shaking her head. He got up from his seat and walked over to his son Joseph.
And Joseph watched it until Rayyan knelt before him. Align height.
"no one knows your mother better than your daddy this is son...?! That's why you exist!". Proud of Rayyan in front of his son.
Joseph raised one eyebrow.
The mother really likes and greatly admires the shape of a man's body like this. That can't be denied. It knows. But...The mother is also very unhappy if there is a man who is even just bare-chested and it is wandering inside the house. Mother will immediately nag her. Examples of him. If he has finished bathing and has not worn clothes and only wears a towel then roam around inside the house. Mother will nag. And his mother would throw whatever was close to him if she saw a man without clothes wandering around the house. For example...Uncle Gerard and daddy Rendra. Because that too. Daddy Rendra was never topless again. Then...Especially this guy who only uses towels. Even his face is visible. He's very sure. The mother does not like.
Mother likes and greatly admires the shape of the body of a man like this man before her. But it was only seen through tv or magazines owned by aunty ayrin.
He ignored the man kneeling before him.
Joseph chose to walk to another closet containing a collection of super hero toys. And stand there. I admire all of those toys.
'this is better'. Yusuf.
Rayyan got up from her knees stepping to the door. He stopped looking at Joseph.
"daddy has to take a shower and after that has to work. Play as much as you do here and start today. This room will be our secret room, okay son...? That means no one can enter here but you son...? how is...?!". Rayyan awaits joseph's approval.
Joseph nodded and thought.
"your...No My daddy because My daddy Rendra". .
"what?!". Rayyan almost shouted with her unreliable question.
"your...Uncle Ray's. Son grandma imelda's".
'what what what's...?!'. Inner rayyan repeatedly asked in disbelief.