MARRIED

S2 - Pain (1)

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"You compress! Think of it as a form of accountability for your special drink made earlier" said Rayyan while lying down with one of his arms and grinning towards Zahra.

Zahra seemed reluctant to make the request that Rayyan had just made. He was still clenching his face while tightly grasping the bottle that he was sore.

"You know how, even your hands are compressed, Zah. Not my stomach." Rayyan said spoiled, like a child who was whining to buy something.

"Snap, Zah. Winding this." continued Rayyan while curling his body, making Zahra inevitably turn to Rayyan.

"I-yes, Sir. Look out for your hand, I'm gonna put the bottle down." Zahra said with a stern voice.

He grew even worse when Rayyan's hand blocked his wrist that was holding a bottle, then brought it to his stomach. His eyes closed and the check was not released, Rayyan actually tightened it and pressed it. Makes Zahra even more blushing when their skin intersects like that.

"It hurts, sir?" ask Zahra carefully.

Rayyan just nodded, making Zahra forced to look at her hand which was still held by Rayyan. It must have been wrapped up, Rayyan even had to endure the pain during the meeting with Nadine earlier.

Unknowingly, Zahra's eyes traced Rayyan's stomach, which she saw for the first time. Wonder what it would feel like to touch the surface of the visible belly to which the boxes are touched. Will it feel hard? Or the opposite?

Not even Zahra was satisfied to imagine Rayyan's wrung boxes, Zahra's eyes were sidetracked with a curve furrowed under Rayyan that seemed to peek from behind her pants. Zahra knew where the curve was headed. Ahh, Zahra again hinted at the tip of her fingers dancing up there. Zahra closed her eyes again, trying to shake off the mischievous thoughts that had just appeared in her brain

"Do you see my stomach, Zah?" rayyan's voice actually instantly managed to expel Zahra's filthy thoughts, as fast as lightning!

"No! Who is also a senator." Zahra lowered her head while trying to pull out her hand which was still blocked by Rayyan, but her efforts were futile.

"Not lie. I know how you've seen my stomach. Wh why? Never seen it before?" it seemed like Rayyan was really tempting Zahra.

"What the hell, sir?" Zahra stood up as she continued to try to pull her hand, but Rayyan got closer and closer to her.

Rayyan smiled amusedly looking at Zahra's timid expression. It was different from a few seconds ago when he peered and observed Zahra who looked amazed at her stomach.

Rayyan raised Zahra's hand, then removed the bottle that Zahra had been holding.

"What do you want to do? Where was the bottle taken?"

"Your palms are red, I'm sure this is the same heat as the bottle that made the compress earlier. So is it the same if you compress your hands?" and at once Rayyan also put Zahra's palm on her stomach.

Of course that makes Zahra a rage. Even his lips seemed to be twisted and difficult to say to curse Rayyan who was willing to do so. Worse yet, Zahra's eyes seemed reluctant to turn away, observing his hand which Rayyan forced to rub his stomach.

"So, you're a real pervert!" Zahra pulled her hand with all her might. Then he shifted his seat and moved away from Rayyan.

Rayyan looked relaxed, she laughed. Laughing at Zahra and himself who had gone so crazy as to tempt Zahra thus.

"But with this I'm sure you're not experienced with guys" Rayyan said as she moved from her sleep position. "And I'm your first pervert, right?" tanyanya while tidying up her shirt.

"I want to go home, Zah. I want to rest at home, you'll go back by yourself, right?" Rayyan grabbed her cloak draped in a sofa, then walked towards the door of her study.

"Sir..." Zahra called, looking at Rayyan as if reluctant to be left home.

"Hm?" rayyan replied while looking at Zahra.

Zahra was not direct, his eyes were even against Rayyan for a few moments.

Rayyan smiled. "It's OK, Zah. I went back first." Rayyan replied with a smile and left the room.

***

Zahra didn't come home tonight. After several months of working with Rayyan, this was the first time Rayyan had not driven him home. Maybe because of Eowyn's request, Rayyan was forced to always drive him home even though he had forced to go home on public transportation.

The night is getting late, when Zahra has not been able to enter the dreamland. Repeatedly closed his eyes, repeatedly his eyes forced them to open. His mind was still wandering, thinking about how Rayyan was currently.

He knew when he came home this afternoon, Rayyan's condition was not okay. Although it looks ordinary, Rayyan's face does look a little pale. It must be because of the pain in his stomach.

Giving up on her efforts, Zahra finally woke up and grabbed her phone that was on the nightstand. Sliding the screen on her phone, Zahra looked for her boss's whatsapp contacts. Zahra grew worried when she saw Rayyan's phone last seen description happening during the day. Maybe it was during their lunch, when Rayyan said that she wanted to report the results of the meeting to her papa.

Zahra decides to press Rayyan's profile photo, a photo taken when Rayyan seems to be on vacation by taking a cruise.

"Sir Rayyan is fine, right?" muttered Zahra while rubbing Rayyan's photo on her phone screen.

***

This morning Zahra was quite able to relax, because he did not have to leave early to help Ms. Meta prepare all Rayyan's work. Today Rayyan is not busy, there are no meetings or other schedules. Rayyan will be in the office all day to do her work, or even lying on the sofa while playing games on the phone as usual.

While chatting with Meta, Zahra was a little suspicious that Rayyan had not yet revealed herself.

"Mom... Rayyan sir, why has the tumben not come yet?" zahra asked as she looked towards the elevator.

"What's wrong with you, Zah?"

Zahra shook her head, then picked up her phone inside the bag. Again he checked his phone, no news at all from Rayyan.

"Last seen it yesterday noon at one four five, ma'am."

"You try to connect, sir Rayyan's goods there is a sudden business."

Zahra nodded. "I went inside first ma'am, check the file. Fear not to be asked."

Zahra left Meta right after Meta nodded her head. Not because he wanted to check the files, but Zahra did not want him to look awkward when calling Rayyan.

The phone call was heard several times, but there was no answer from the owner. Until Zahra began to despair, the man picked up the phone.

"Why, Zah?" that voice sounded like a person who had just woken up.

"eeeeee... Mr... didn't go to the office today?" Zahra tried to cover up her nervousness.

"Why? Kangen huh?" even if Rayyan had just woken up, it did not make Rayyan to not tease Zahra.

"I'm sick, Zah. I didn't go to the office today? You're here."

"Huh? W-why should I go there, sir?"

"I need you...."

Just hearing that answer alone already made Zahra blush in embarrassment.

"... to bring the file that's on my desk now. Please, Zah."