
"This is sir, the money." Ashila handed some money to the motorcycle taxi driver.
"Thank you, Neng."
For the first time Ashila stepped on her feet in the husband's office, her black eyes staring at the skyscraper in amazement, in disbelief that her husband was the owner of the towering building.
Ashila walked into the office and approached the receptionist to ask her where her husband's room was.
"Good day, Ma'am."
"Hey, can I help you?" ask the receptionist who is about three years old.
"Where's Rayhan sir's room, huh?" ask Ashila.
"Is there already an appointment with Mr. Rayhan."
"Oh, Ma'am, I'm his wife."
"What's? Mr Rayhan's wife? Then let me take you to Rayhan's room, ma'am. I'm sorry, ma'am, I didn't know that his wife's mother was Rayhan's."
"Yes, no papa, ma'am, call her Shila, not mom."
The receptionist immediately drove Ashila to her boss' room.
"This is Rayhan's room, Ma'am."
"Oh yes, thank you for being taken."
"Same-sama, if so please excuse me." Ashila just nodded, that someone passed away.
Ashila immediately knocked on her husband's door.
Geck, tok, tok!
"Lake in!" say someone from inside the room.
Of course Ashila knew who the owner of the voice was, she smiled slightly then immediately opened the door and entered the room.
"Assalamualaikum, my dear."
Rayhan who had been focusing on his monitor immediately raised his head, he smiled sweetly at who was coming.
"Wa'alaikumsalam." Rayhan immediately got up and walked towards Ashila. "You've come, sweetie."
Ashila nodded, she immediately kissed her husband's hand, Rayhan replied by landing a kiss on Ashila's forehead.
"Still busy?" ask Ashila while sitting on the sofa available in the room.
Rayhan immediately sat himself right next to his wife. "Not really."
"Nih I brought your favorite food," said Ashila as she opened the bushel of food she brought.
"Well, I think it's good."
Ashila immediately served the food to her husband. "So, Mas, eat" said Ashila while offering the food that he had served earlier.
Rayhan took it, but he did not eat it, but just looked at his wife while stirring her food.
"Mas, the rice is eaten, don't play it!" reproof Ashila.
Rayhan seemed deaf, he continued to play rice with a spoon, of course, things made Ashila look at her husband was upset.
Ashila was silent for a moment, she knew what her husband was thinking, the girl immediately took over the spoon that Rayhan was holding.
"Some want to be bribed with me," said Ashila quipped.
Rayhan chuckles. "Wow! My wife is smart," he said.
Ashila scrunched her forehead. "What's? The one wife? So you have another wife?"
Rayhan pulled Ashila into his lap, hugged Ashila from behind and placed his chin on his left shoulder. "Don't sulk."
"Who's craving."
"You" said Rayhan.
"I don't sulk, you're just a baperan, in a guy kok baperan."
"Biarin, you're not craving anymore, are you?" ask Rayhan
"You ah!" answer Ashila ketus.
"It's still bad." Rayhan let out a long sigh, he was puzzled as to how to persuade Ashila not to sulk at him again, dazed by something in his brain.
"Emm... Honey, would you buy a balloon?" rayhan asked as he stroked the top of Ashila's head covered in hijab.
Ashila scrunched her forehead, she turned her head to look at Rayhan at a glance. "Balloons? Make what?" ashila did not understand.
"Usually if a small child is sulking it if you are given a balloon will not sulk again, who knows you are also like that," said Rayhan while chuckling.
Ashila turned her head to look at Rayhan as she swept her lips. "You think I'm a child" Ashila said, giving a slow blow to Rayhan's arm.
Rayhan smiled, he kissed the wife's left cheek and then tightened his embrace.
"You were a kid, weren't you?"
"I'm like a little boy, why did you agree to marry me."
"You're forced to be papa, if I didn't marry you, you would have taken my company, and maybe now I'm a midfielder..."
"So you married me just for the company?" between Ashila quickly, the girl was again provoked by his emotions, Rayhan's hands were coiled in his stomach he released.
"In the past, I haven't finished talking, you've cut it." Rayhan again wrapped his hands in Ashila's stomach. "So, I thought so, marry you for the sake of the company, but now I think why I didn't marry you. I'm very happy and grateful for our parents our soul mate, yes, even though the beginning of our marriage is not harmonious like now," said Rayhan revealed his entire heart.
Ashila smiled, her hands playing with Rayhan's tie. "As you know, we are not actually fooled by our parents, that's how God meets his two servants who are fooled, yes through our parents, that's how God meets his two servants who are fooled, although the initial impression of our meeting was bad, we still went through marriage even though it was originally due to compulsion, until in the end we have feelings for each other, God's plan is the best."
"Yes, you really are, honey."
Rayhan again kissed Ashila's left cheek, then put his head on his left shoulder, he rubbed gently Ashila's stomach. "Darling, I can't wait for the day here." Rayhan touched Ashila's stomach. "There's our son" said Rayhan.
Ashila smile. "I can't wait for that day, too." Ashila touched the hand of her husband who was still in her stomach.
"Emm... Do you want to have a boy or a girl?"
"Where is God in love, dear. Male or female, which is important healthy," said Rayhan.
"Mas, let's eat first."
"Sapuin but yes,"
"Yes, I'm a bribe."
Ashila immediately moved from sitting on Rayhan's lap to sitting next to her husband. He took food and began to feed Rayhan.
"Aren't you eating?" rayhan asked on the sidelines chewing his food.
Ashila shakes. "You go first."
"No, you don't want to, you have to eat." Rayhan takes over the food box that Ashila is holding, he scoops the food and asks Ashila to open her mouth. "Now, open his mouth, dear."
"Mr
" Come on, honey."
Ashila exhaled a long breath, she finally assented her husband, because it was useless if she refused, surely her husband would continue to force her.
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