Love Words

Chapter 93

Tak...

Rayyan turned off the shower faucet. Walk out of the bathroom glass room. To where the row of towels that are already available there. From small to big. Neatly arranged with a beautiful white color in the eyes.

Grab one towel and wrap it around the waist. Before the two beads his eyes turned to look at Layya, who chose to look to the side. And it happened from the moment he started taking a bath to, now.

Regretting? Course.

Rayyan coldly threw away her gaze after wiping her entire body with a small towel then tossed it to the spot where the clothes were dirty.

Rayyan stepped into the bathroom door. A moment before the door opened. Rayyan looked back at Layya.

"you can take off your clothes and keep soaking. It's good for your body now!".

Layya remained silent at all there was no intention to turn to look at Rayyan.

*Who would want to see a man who only uses a towel on his body, which is wrapped around his waist. Plus, not because he's Rayyan but...Because the body..no! His body shape is very tempting to touch.

From earlier his heartbeat did not stop beating. Just to see Rayyan's body thrust from her legs to her chest. But...Of course he would never do that. Eughh...

Damnit....

What dream did I have last night. Until it is like this and also...Almost drowned. In added...The man I didn't like+ I hated so much, who saved me. Arghhh...How many times I thought. I can't accept this. But I had to force myself to accept. Ughh*

"And also...Don't let me see you wandering around outside of Layya? 15 minutes...". Rayyan paused her speech trying to think.

15 Minutes is enough or...Too long?.

"yes,15 minutes! You have to soak for 15 minutes! Remember that layya!". Rayyan's sweat is no objection.

Layya who was indifferent. I don't want to see Rayyan. Now just stare at Rayyan with no acceptance.

"a-what!?".

"if you're stubborn don't obey layya. I will warm your body myself. You understand?!". Rayyan used her threatening tone.

Layya fused her eyebrows.

"are you crazy? 15 minutes...? That was too long...? And I can be numb here?!". Layya protest did not accept with layya's tone of voice rising by an octave.

"There are some fragrances there. Wear it up to you. It's good to relax your body and...". Rayyan's pause shows into the corner of the bathroom. Rayyan behaved like she did not hear layya's protest.

"Ray?!".

"the towel is there. It's up to you to wear which one. Bathrobe is there too! I will not repeat my words 2 times. If you understand. Then do it without a rebuttal".

Clamps...

Layya gawked staring at the door of the bathroom that was already fully closed.

He wanted to curse Rayyan harshly. But the man was not there. So it is useless to waste energy and energy.

Sighs. That's what layya can do. Yep. Let's just do it.

Layya looked ahead and found several bottles with different shapes and colors beside the bathtub.

His hand. Layya grabbed a bottle that was black.

'what is this that guy said fragrance?!'. Layya turned the bottle in her hand.

'what's Ray using this? And...Nah! '. Layya put the bottle back in her hands to where it was while looking at the other bottle in front of her.

'if I use it. Wouldn't my smell be the same as that guy? '. Layya shook her head, ignoring the bottle in front of her, which in fact was very tempting to take it and open it and smell the aroma and lastly. I'll wear it.

'no! it can't layya!'. Layya turned her eyes the other way. But only for a moment before he looked back at the bottle in front of him.

'seems like...It's all... A very expensive brand!'. Layya.

Biting his lower lip. A few seconds later. One blue bottle was already in Layya's hands. The lid was open and Layya was smelling the scent.

"it's not!". Tep...

Cover the layya on the bottle cap then return it to its place and reach for another bottle.

Open it and smell the scent.

Layya scrunched her forehead.

"this is not but...Bizarrely. A little similar but...Wasn't!". Layya looked at the other bottle. There are more than 10 bottles there.

And that fragrance. Fragrant...Which fits him very well. Charismatic too...To him...Very soothing. Wait,...soothing?.

Layya almost screamed when something came to her head.

Layya smashed through all the bottles in front of her. Until he found a bottle. Navi blue, with a logo that is familiar to layya. And fragrance...Very unique to Layya. Even from before.

Aroma fanila fruit. Also

Damn you ray.

He thought hard all this time and found out for 3 months. Even until now. Who is the 9th person, who managed to get the latest output from this Famous brand, which is produced by Italy, only a few pieces. Call it 9 pieces. And the one who got it from the 9 pieces is. According to the information he got from rendra and also from the auction data 3 months ago. If one of them is in this country. And who would have thought it turned out that the person he had been looking for all this time was. Rayyan Andryatama's.

Damnit.

'i heard. People who have had a chance to win this year may be next year. Will be able to get it again'.

And the price of this shower gel is not the price of playing. He even had to save a few months of his salary to get this thing.

Layya grabbed another bottle of shower gel. His face looks lethargic.

"he even owns the Chanel brand...". Layya grabbed another bottle.

"this too...Dior...". Layya put both of them down and grabbed one by one from several there.

"he owns all the famous brands? And why should he fight over this anyway?! ". Still upset by holding on to this one brand that he likes the most.

And the price of them all can reach millions of dollars.

"huhhh...". Desah layya while leaning her back to the bathtub.

Layya let go of her hijap. Attaching her origin on the side of the bathtub then closing her eyes for a moment. Before a single thought appeared in his head.

'what am I hiding? Or the...I wear it out? ...That sounds reasonable'. Inner layya while nodding her head. Agreeing to the crazy idea.

Outside the bathroom. Rayyan was standing in the middle of the room between the sofa and the bed while talking to someone across the smartphone attached to her left ear.

Rayyan turned to look at the clock that was on the nightstand beside her bed.

"all with mukena!". After a few moments of silence.

Because the time has come for Maghrib prayer and of course he is sure that the layya does not bring mukena. Butbut wait...Couldn't it be in the car itself?.

"well sir! I'll bring it soon". Answer the voice across obediently.

Rayyan closed the call unilaterally, put her cell phone in her pants pocket and stepped into the bedroom door and out of her room.

Rayyan's goal is. The 3rd floor, where Yusuf and maryam are treated there.

Kleck...

Rayyan opened the door slowly. Fear of waking up her two children. If if they're on a break, and right. His two sons, Joseph and Maryam, were at rest. Seen in a king-size bed with infusion in both hands.

Rayyan breathed heavily. Before stepping inside. And the door behind him automatically closed itself.

Rayyan's two beads focused on her two children, who were asleep on either side of the bed.

Rayyan's heart ached when she saw her two children's hands attached to the infusion.

Rayyan approached maryam first. Crouching on the side of the bed. Putting his knees on the floor. Rayyan stared fondly at the face of her daughter Maryam. Carry it while moving the long and black hair maryam. The exact same hair as layya hair. Rayyan was unaware. His lips carved a thin smile.

"excuse me daddy, who didn't help you first baby! Sorry daddy!". Rayyan lowered her face pecking at the back of her daughter's hand. Then his eyes turned to look at Joseph.

Breathe in.

Rayyan stood up from her squat. He walked around the bed and crouched down beside the sleeping Joseph.

Just like maryam. Rayyan stroked her son's handsome face while her lips carved a thin smile happy as well as sad. Grabbing Yusuf's hand. Rayyan kissed him for a very long time while closing her eyes.

Imelda, who had been there from earlier, saw all the rayyan treatment of Joseph and Maryam.

It doesn't surprise him anymore. Even more justifying and convincing attitude rayyan a few minutes ago in the pool.

Breathe in heavily. Imelda wants to open her voice, say hello to her son whatever it is. The origin does not raise rayyan's suspicions. If they all knew. What relationship does rayyan and layya have.

However, her husband Andryatama. He told her and everyone who was there to keep quiet. Before Andryatama discovers what really happened between rayyan and layya. Until their relationship becomes as it is now added. Why rayyan, never tell them about layya and also. Hiding both of his grandchildren. Then...When they got married.

Not yet Imelda let out her voice. Rayyan spoke first. Which makes imelda sculpting in place as well as heavy shock.