Love Words

Chapter 109

"i don't know what romantic relationship you have with your lover, so women who don't know anything become your victims!".

Taps...

Rayyan's steps stopped. While both hands are still in the pocket of his pants, without shifting a bit. When his face was cold. Look at the source of the sound.

A woman in casual clothes. Jeans in a pair with regular shirt, black color. And do not forget the fabric jacket is berhodi because the weather in the country is winter.

Staring lazily as well as dislike to the man before him, who turned his back on him. With a distance to both of them about 2 meters more.

The woman rested her back on the white wall behind her, while her legs were crossed forward.

A frown appeared on Rayyan's forehead as she scrutinized the female figure before her eyes.

He did not recognize her at all.

".... You who? ".

The expression on the woman's face instantly turned furious.

'si-a-pa?'.

'is this guy serious...?... No, what does he intend to play Layya. So that the friend of his own wife he does not know...? '.

'I wanted to hit him and beat him in the face with my sports shoes... Ughhhh...I hate this guy so much'.

"I always... No!". Ayrin paused her speech for a moment as she shook her head slowly.

"i was often seen and with wife...Ah...Can I say your toy couple B***?!". The woman who is none other than Ayrin. Friend and friend of the only one layya.

Rayyan raised one eyebrow. As both of his beads were still staring at the woman in front of him.

'often together... Whahuh? My wife's... That woman...? Hin...'.

"then?!". Rayyan's indifferent and cold gaze as she asked back. 'what's the matter with you?'.

Ayrin momentarily rounded her eyes in disbelief before then growling furiously.

"away layya. Stop whatever it is you're trying to do. Whatever it is. Of course before Layya finds out and she gets hurt!". Ayrin said almost as if pleading.

Rayyan's facial sharpness was seen wiping away as her increasingly sharp bead looked at the woman in front of her.

Rayyan turned her body. Look at the interlocutor clearly.

Rayyan's facial expression. It makes the aura around the ayrin cold. So that ayrin can feel the horror of rayyan's sharp gaze.

'leave, stay away, leave... They like to interfere...'.

"for me... You guys are like a bug fly! Then... Stay away from?.1 things you know. If it is you, as you say. Her... That lady...Your friend...My wife, still my wife! Staying away from it or leaving it is my business, not yours!". Rayyan was sharp with her cold tone.

Rayyan turned away from there. Leaving the ayrin so shocked and shocked.

Yet. Just a few steps walk. Rayyan stopped again because it was intercepted by the sound of ayrin.

"then you'll play this till the end? Hurt a woman completely innocent of you? Se*** that's you? ".

Snarling in addition to tightening both teeth tightly.

Rayyan answered without turning around.

"better you know nothing. Shut up and don't interfere! ...". Rayyan paused her sentence as she turned to look at ayrin with the tip of her left eye.

"this warning! Camn it". Rayyan immediately sauntered from there without caring for the frustrated cry of an ayrin. Even Umpatan ayrin on him.

Flassback...

Back to now.

Where rayyan stands. With his eyes blank forward. As well as himself still with a circular rectangular towel around the waist.

Rayyan is still in her daydream. Even the voices of the two humans around him, faint faintly faint sounds were unclear to Rayyan.

Before he then snapped consciously. When the clear voice of the woman he knew so well, there was even a daydream into his eardrum clearly.

'layya's'.

Rayyan turned her body to look at the source of the sound, which was right behind her.

Yes layya.

Layya who was tidying up her son's hair. He rests both of his knees on the floor. The height of his son Joseph.

Small talk both. It can be heard by rayyan, who is behind layya. With Rayyan's distance of about 2 meters more.

One of them is. Yusuf to layya. Because he does not wear shirt bare chest and only use a towel limited to the knee.

Rayyan is not angry. But instead she wears an amused smile.

If only Joseph his son were not here. He will laugh wide.

His son does not know. How bunda. She adored her husband's body.

Maybe yes. Layya would be furious if another man did this. But these? Me, her husband.

Wait for... Worshipfully?.

I am sure and very sure of this. Butwhy...

I doubt layya? Her love...

Unknowingly. Rayyan clenched her handbook firmly.

He looked back at Layya's back. A moment to move to another place.

Heard his son's words again.

Oh yea. Of course, he did not talk about his body anymore. But now. All the toys here.

From the look on his face. Very visible. My son really wanted and liked this place.

Rayyan smiled a thin smile.

'yes! Does this have to be yours son? ...All...'.

Rayyan took a breath walking closer to Layya and Yusuf.

"when have you been here?!". He doesn't know since when.

What since his anger rose to a peak because of Joseph's words earlier? Or when he. Still in the reverie.

He would not ask how layya could know Yusuf here. Because the answer is of course. Mami told layya yusuf here and he was very sure. Mami was also the one who drove layya in here.

Layya saw rayyan. Before then he got up and turned to look at Rayyan.

Degs..

The sound of Layya's heart was immediately accompanied by the work of her two jolted eyes. In that it was shocked as well as a heavy shock, very heavy. Looking at the appearance of the man in front of her, who was none other than and unlucky was still her husband.

Towels and...

Ughhh...

"you should...".

Layya just rounded her eyes.

That meant... This man was bathing and Joseph.

Layya lowered her head. He looked at Yusuf below him. And it turned out that the clever Yusuf looked at his mother as well. Without fear or guilt.

"yusuf you did that?!". Tanya layya was shocked in disbelief.

"Yusuf see it, Follow him, then arranged in this room. Yusuf look for it... I don't know, He bath!". Yusuf raised his tone at the end of a sentence that was almost like shouting.

Layya had absolutely no confidence in what she had just heard.

His son followed Rayyan all the way to this man's room?.

Wh-wh-what for?.

"What are you doing that for? That's not you my son?!". Layya slightly pressed your word. By yusuf.

"I know..? He my daddy's. Yusuf want see a close look?!".

Layya was immediately agape with her son's words. It should be at a time like this that he was in shock at once, not surprised. Karna. He knew who his real father was but...

Not in shock or surprise, but. I can't believe what his son said.

Her... Want to see the daddy up close? You mean to see clearly? I-I see...? Butwhy?.

Wait for...

Different from layya. Rayyan stood up relaxed. Seeing the eyes of his son earlier in the bathroom let alone researching all parts of his body. I don't know why he knew. Why is this boy following him.

"yuf...? How do you know this guy is your daddy?!". I never told him and had no intention of telling him at all.

'is that a good question, Layya? I'd like to know too'. Inner rayyan was both excited and curious.

Huhh...

Heard the tired breath that came out of Joseph's mouth. Rayyan and Layya both had confused expressions.

"photo in front, That is not yusuf, then he similar yusuf... Photo that this home then..of course photo of him, right...?".

Layya and rayyan. Both silent. Don't know what to answer.

'what is this genius son of his? Thinking so long? He didn't even expect...'.

"then...Now yusuf will play again, what can?". Yusuf's eyes sought the approval of Layya. Making layya flinch in shock.

"uh...". Layya looked around.

For a moment he forgot. Where are they now.

"uhmmm.. Okay? ....". Nod layya approvingly after taking a heavy breath for a moment.

'yes! Even so...He's still, still a kid'. Inner layya.

And after that, he had to deal with this man beside him.

The expression on Joseph's face was beyond layya's expectations. Where it was cold and flat. But now. Smiling sumringah pleasure. Like a kid who gets ice cream. After a long time I didn't get any.

"thanks mother?...". Sumrigah yusuf while approaching spread his hands together to embrace layya.

Layya. Immediately lowered his body hugging the small body of his only son and did not forget also a little kiss full of love. Landing on the forehead, the left right cheek of Yusuf and ending with an affectionate hug.

Release hug. Layya was surprised by the attitude of Yusuf who arrived suddenly and instantly. Yusuf kissed Layya's left cheek by pressing her a few seconds there before she ran into the toy aisle next to him.

"I will miss mother! Love mother of forever!". Joseph said in the middle of his flight, and he walked away from there.

Layya who was in the residence smiled happily. As he stood up from his position that hugged his son Joseph earlier.

"oh okay!... I don't know why I want it too".

"akhs...".

Rayyan Arrived. Pulling Layya's hand and jerking it. Layya's body hit Rayyan's body. More precise. Rayyan chest that is field, firm at once wide. Banging with layya's body.

Brugh...

"ahs...Ray...?". Without waiting for time or enjoying the beautiful scenery before his eyes. Or hold her touching. Enjoy the art in front of him.

Layya rejected rayyan's body, which was very close to her body with both hands.

"Rayyan Andryatama what are you doing?!"

"didn't I say that? I want her too".

"me-wants what? ". Layya slightly shouted confusedly. Really don't know. What does rayyan mean.

"let go of this first? Joseph could have come back and it was not good for him to see this".

Rayyan smiled cunningly.

"that means in a place where you can't see, it can?!".

"that means I rejected you subtly stupidly? Let this go, ray...?". Ronta Layya tried to remove Rayyan's hand from her waist.

With a thin smile. The charm of Rayyan Andryatama. No comparison to any actor or model.

Rayyan spoke while looking at Layya's face, which was very close to her.

"you haven't answered me, Layya...? Why are you here!".

Layya stopped thrashing. Looking at Rayyan's face before her eyes. Before then answering Rayyan's pending question. By turning his gaze to the side. It is more appropriate to throw your face to the side.

"i'm here to pick up my bag and my phone there. I need my cell phone more precisely".

Rayyan blinked both of her eyes. He knows where Layya's bag is.

"ahs...Apparently so!". Rayyan replied casually.

"alright, because you already know. Now let me go". Layya again tried to move to pull Rayyan's hand to escape from her body.

"i haven't had a shower!".

"wh...That has nothing to do with me Ray? Release him!". Upset layya because Rayyan did not want to let go too.

"of course there is! Just think, just now when I was taking a bath, suddenly joseph was present and here I am now!".

"you mean I should be responsible for that?!".

Different from layya who really wants to punch Rayyan's face now. Moreover, looking at Rayyan's current expression.

Looky.

He was just being relaxed and indifferent.

While me?. Ughhh...

If there were a knife. I'm really gonna cut off this guy's hand. So I can get off.

"can be said...Uhmm... Because you're already here. Why don't you take a shower. I'm your husband! Right...?!".

"ralat, husband on ray paper. Remember that and quickly release this ray?". Layya's growl suppressed her voice so as not to shout and her son Yusuf could hear her.