Love Words

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Pull-up Bars.

That's what Rayyan is doing.

Layya who had intended to leave Rayyan there alone. Paled down his intentions and stopped turning around when he saw what Rayyan was doing.

He is not hypocritical by saying or shouting to see things like this. No, but he enjoyed it. He did not deny that he liked the view in front of him.

The guy with the slender body and his Sixpack. ABS is popping up. His abdominal muscles that make anyone groan when they see him.

Long ago. She often sees it from television or fashion magazine magazines owned by employees in her company. No, he was angry, at that time. He wanted to hold and touch her.

And now, now,

Layya swallowed her saliva. When both eyes see the muscles of Rayyan's body that appear and look beautiful like a work of art in front of his eyes.

The two face each other. Rayyan with her activities. And Layya with her gaping mouth and her body that stood like an immobile statue.

Rayyan's sharp gaze enjoyed Layya's gaze to him.

Every now and then Layya's long, wiggly eyelashes will wink without her turning her eyes elsewhere.

Layya is enjoying the time now. As if around him time had stopped. There was only her and a beautiful sight before her eyes.

Has he become a pervert. He doesn't know either. He used to love seeing things like this. When she was a girl, she even had a collection of sexy men's magazines like this in her room. He was obsessed with seeing it firsthand. Especially the desire to touch her.

When he became an assistant to a model. One of the reasons is to be a model assistant. Yes this. See those posing bare-chested. There are even those who only use bokser, for ads ****** *****. And gym models that promote sports products.

Rayyan smiled obliquely looking at Layya's gaze at him who was not blinking at all.

See Layya's. It's one of my goals to ask you to accompany me on sports. I want to see your eye reaction. Is it the same as it used to be, or. You've changed.

And so dear!

You are still Layya my wife. And I'm sure now,

Rayyan lowered her body from Pull-up activity and walked closer to Layya.

Seeing the scene in front of him that arrived approaching. And Layya had not realized at all that the scenery she was enjoying was the property of a Rayyan Andryatama. The man who hurt her and ruined her life a few years ago. In fact, until now. Layya still remembered him clearly.

"Well..." Layya's voice that gasped was shocked. As Rayyan pulls Layya's hands together and carries her to Rayyan's body.

Almost got close to Rayyan's chest muscles and a little more if Layya put both her hands down. It'll reach Rayyan's navel.

Silent quiet inner Rayyan groaned with her own actions. He's got the wrong target. As he tries to find out Layya about him. He forgets that he himself is also weak in Layya's touch.

Look at his junior's reaction now. Twitch in there. And asked her to be let go. Ah****, damn it.

Again, Rayyan groaned.

Seeing and feeling before his eyes, no. Even very close. Layya's heart beats in there. He bit his lips. Holding himself back who was willing to explore the ABS in front of him.

In the past, he could only see dazzlingly without being able to touch or explore her. The presence of a model Zeki, her stage name at the time. Alias (Rayyan Andryatama) into his life. The first time he could touch her and explore her. You can even enjoy yourself. But now, the situation is different.

Him, her,

Layya who had slightly regained her consciousness. Instantly widened both of his eyes. When the distance of the two bodies no longer exists.

He could even feel Rayyan's protruding muscle muscles touching his body's skin. Even though they have clothes on.

But not because of that too, which made Layya's eyes widen surprised to arrive. Instead, Rayyan whispered in her ear.

Rayyan brought her face closer to Layya's. The second body automatically touches. And with a slight tilt of his head. Rayyan whispered in Layya's ear.

Successful words make Layya consciousness that has returned to the real world now. Buy instantly.

If people can see it or be seen. His head was now blasting smoke and fire at the same time.

That word. Words that Rayyan often whispered to him first. Words that make them forget everything. And just focus on one.

"Explore Layya! I'm yours" whispered Rayyan with her sensational voice. Added******* Rayyan, which can make Layya crazy. If it was, then,

Still with the same position and both are still silent pecking at absolutely no movement.

Rayyan who was looking forward to Layya's aggression towards him. And Layya, who regained her consciousness.

Their relationship. It is not the relationship that it used to be.

He does not deny. If he now really wants to touch and explore every muscle in Rayyan's body. Enjoy it until he is satisfied. But nevertheless, the,

By trying hard. Layya threw her face to the side and lowered both her hands on Rayyan's body.

Feeling that. Still in the same position. Rayyan smiled bitterly.

Yep. We're not like we used to be. Inner Rayyan

"I think the time is up" Tell Layya after trying hard to make a sound.

Keep away from Layya. Rayyan looked to the side, where the clock was.

"No Layya! There's 20 minutes left."

Layya rounded her eyes. He looked at the wall clock. Ensuring Rayyan's speech and,

Layya.

'Why time goes so slow anyway!'

Layya lowered her gaze down while firmly grasping her handbook.

Rayyan saw that. Examining Layya's movements without missing a single bit of her vision.

Rayyan had already moved away from Layya. Just a step away. Rayyan turned back the distance.

With a quick movement, that even Layya could not thrash.

Rayyan raised both hands. Making Layya look up at him and the next second.

Rayyan has*******Layya.

Layya initially widened her eyes because she was surprised. The next second his consciousness returned and with the strength of his body. Layya rejected Rayyan's body. Until that one-sided kiss was cut off.

With breath up and down. Rayyan looked at Layya. Instead, Layya looked at Rayyan angrily.

"What are you doing, Ray? Don't be rude Rayyan Andryatama. I'm not here to accompany you to serve you,"

"Why Layya? Don't lie to yourself, Layya. I know you want this now, even more than this. So what's wrong? We're husband and wife, and it's legal still Layya! Is something wrong?"

"You're asking because you don't know Ray? Our relationship is not the same as it used to be. You ruined it, remember you!" Layya looked at Rayyan emotionlessly.

Rayyan looked back at Layya. But with a gentle look.

Here he does not disbelieve. He wants Layya but also, he wants to convey Layya's passion.

"But you want this Layya," Rayyan looked at Layya softly.

Layya brushed off Rayyan's hand which grabbed both of her cheeks.

"let go" Cold Layya as Rayyan was unwilling to let go of her hand. He looked back at Rayyan where he briefly threw his face to the side.

"Then don't think of me as Rayyan now. But think of me as your venting item or friend*****you for now,"

Rayyan knows very well with the hormone Layya. If this woman already wants this. Then he'll have to do it, 'cause if he doesn't. He will be carried away by a dream even can vent to anyone who tries to wake him up. For example, this morning at the hospital. And then, but fortunately. It was he who had always been Layya's impingement.

I have been asking questions for the last 4 years. Is Layya like this too.

Heard Rayyan's words. I don't know why. Layya's heart was a little interested. After all, this man was the one who was fishing for him earlier. But wait, was he on purpose.

The next second Layya woke up. There's no way this guy's fishing for her. He's been exercising.

Strangely. He could see a man out there who was bare-chested. He even acts ordinary. Like any other woman who admires it. But what happened to this guy.

Layya gripped her handbook firmly. Restrained himself. Why am I weak with him.

Rayyan who saw and waited for Layya's reaction. The next second Rayyan went back to acting first. It was with Layya. He must act first and force it a little. And then, it will flow.

Like now.

Rayyan who had grabbed Layya's waist. Slipping all the distance and stretching his body to Layya while deepening his kiss.

Both enjoy each other. There is no feeling of hate or anger. Both are willing to follow their wishes at this time.

A female waiter was right at the front door of the gym. With one hand he carried one tray. Where one more hand turns the door knob.

From the same direction outside. Imelda moved closer towards the servant.

Cleck.

Door opens.

With the heart of the servant opened it slowly. However, it was a little open. The sight he saw before his eyes successfully made both eyes round wide.

The waiter pulled the door back to close and stood there with his face flushed.

"What's wrong? Why not go in? Ah. Let me take him. Bring it here" Imelda asked for a tray containing the two juices to the harm. When he got there.

He intends to see Rayyan who exercises and wants to tell himself and tama if exercising there.

But, uh,

The sight he saw was now before his eyes. He must have lowered his intentions.

"Bring this back and... What you see is enough for you. Youunderstand?"

The servant nodded obediently before then disappearing from there.

With the door slightly open. Imelda saw her son. Very aggressive to Layya. Like telling. If Layya is his.

Imelda closed the door in front of her. But his eyes were still staring at the door.

"What exactly happened to you two? " Imelda muttered next she sighed.

From your kisses. Anyone who sees. There is no hate there. But mutual possession and, longing for each other.

Imelda walked down the stairs.

"Mrs! The great sir is looking for you,"

Imelda's steps stopped accompanied by awakening from her daydream.

"Great master?" Imelda asked confusedly.

'Is he not in the company? Is anyone missing?'

"The big master asked the young master, excuse me madam," said the young maid and sauntered from there.

'Ray?' Imelda looked up. Where is the Gym room. The next second Imelda smiled meaningfully.

'Your son is making a grandson for us again, ah glad. My house will be crowded. Ah... I want a baby soon,'

'Work hard, Ray! Make your mom proud, ' Imelda's smile is getting brighter.