MY LEANING

S2_Second union....

Reyhan was already wearing the suit he ordered to Redro. He noticed the details of the clothes that had covered his body. After making sure everything was neat, he went out to his study room which was only separated by a door with his private room.

Geck! Geck!

"Lake in!"

Vica entered with the files in her hand.

"Excuse me sir, these are the files that you have to sign. And this is the result of our work that you ordered two days ago." Put those files on the table.

Reyhan stared at the bundle in front of him, while Vica sat down while folding her legs. This time she wears a skirt that shows the curves of her thighs.

"Well, wait for the timing tomorrow. Good luck," Reyhan said with a smile.

She smiled, it's not wrong for me to wear this skirt. Rey you'll be mine soon. Vica's mind with a smile.

"I signed it. Please tell Erika I need a beautiful dress design for someone" Reyhan said.

"Okay sir, then excuse me" replied Vica, rising from her seat.

Chequek!

"Darling, did you prepare a change of clothes for me?" ask Lyra with her pajamas and wet hair.

Vica's steps stopped, he then turned to the source of the new voice heard by her.

"Sorry, there are guests. Sorry to bother just continue me-just

"Here, a dress. Do I need to help put it on" Reyhan replied with a mischievous smile.

"Darling, you're not shameless at all" Lyra said, closing the door after receiving Reyhan's clothes.

Vica was still standing in disbelief at what she saw just now. Reyhan spoke softly to other women even the room.

"Why not go yet? Do you want to know my wife first?" ask Reyhan.

"N-no! Excuse me first." Vica leaves Reyhan's room.

Reyhan went into the room and saw Lyra combing her long hair.

"Begging for a comb, I'll help you straighten your hair" Reyhan said.

"But I can do it myself" replied Lyra.

"Already, don't argue." Take the comb out of Lyra's hand.

Reyhan also helped to comb Lyra's hair slowly, occasionally he glanced at the mirror that showed the reflection of his wife's face.

"That was your assistant?" ask Lyra.

"Why indeed?" ask Reyhan.

"Pretty."

Reyhan smiled as if he understood that his wife was jealous.

"It's over, we're out yuk," Reyhan asked.

Lyra frowned, she felt annoyed.

"Your pretty assistant wasn't invited either?" ask Lyra.

"I can call him now if you want" Reyhan replied.

"What's? Okay you just eat with him. I'm going home." Going out.

Reyhan quickly held his hand and pushed Lyra into the bed.

"It seems like it's less of an event." Reyhan unbuttoned his clothes one by one.

"Darling, don't I didn't mean to

"I've given all of mine to you. Please stop saying anything else about the merits of others because I would be jealous. I don't like you to call her beautiful, I would be envious because I'm the only one who deserves your praise" Reyhan replied as he held Lyra's body under his body.

And the union happened again. This time it was Reyhan who did it aggressively as punishment for Lyra.

***

Reyhan smiled to see Lyra's face that had frowned since she was upset. Because Reyhan made him limp and walk slowly.

"Lunch is good" Reyhan said, smiling.

Lyra looked up at him in annoyance. Quickly he shifted his eyes.

"Will dinner be this late too?" reyhan's asking is getting worse.

"Having eaten, I don't feel at home here for long" said Lyra.

"Why? Afraid I'm doing it here? Quiet this place a lot of CCTV so I'll hold it." Chewing with a fast tempo.

"What do you mean hold it?"

"What do you think?"

"Reyhan you're such a pervert!"

"I didn't say anything? Why accuse me of being a pervert?"

"Stop looking at me like that!"

"Who's the one being sexy?"

"I'm not sexy!"

"I need proof? Later until the house we see both."

"Reyhan you're a perverted and crazy man!"

***

Siska stared at the door of Redro's room which had been sealed shut. He passed back and forth from the front of his lover's room.

"What the hell is he doing in there?" Siska wondered.

"To be afraid he's angry but being quiet like this is not good either. Even though the wedding date is only a few days away, there are problems like this. It's a dilemma." Scratching his head hair.

Siska finally decided to go into her room. And that night ended with two people feeling sad.

Lyra stared at the expanse of scenery around the apartment that looked very beautiful. Suddenly he saw the shadow of his parents that at first glance looks like real. Soon her tears fell.

"Dad, mommy. Lyra misses," he said.

He remembered how his mother protected him from the accident that hit him and his family.

After the accident, he remembered nothing. However, today he seemed to see the incident right before his eyes. And it feels like real.

And during the evacuation, Lyra faintly saw a boy lying right in front of her. For a moment they looked at each other as if confusion struck those who did not know what was happening.

"Reyhan, is that you? Little kid. Are you my husband?" Lyra wonders.

Hup!

Suddenly Reyhan hugged Lyra from behind. Lyra quickly wiped away the tears.

"I've been looking for you since, it's here." Reyhan kissed his wife's hillhead.

"Are you awake, hungry?" ask Lyra.

"Your voice sounds hoarse, I expected it" Reyhan replied.

He knows I'm crying. Inner Lyra.

"Here I'm ready for some warm tea, I hope you like it. Before, I didn't know the amount of sugar but it didn't seem like it was bad either" Reyhan said, giving Lyra a glass of warm tea.

"thank you. This feels right," Lyra replied with a smile.

Reyhan brought his face closer, then pointed towards his cheek signaling for a kiss.

"Hahaha, there must be a reply. You are, I thought you were sincere" said Lyra.

Reyhan touches Lyra's still-wet temple.

"Never cry again. Enough is the last, be patient soon we will return to Indonesia we look at our parents there yes," said Reyhan staring in the direction of Lyra.

"So you heard me crying, how could I. I mean, I don't think it's possible at all if you're-"

"You're here, you're sick I'm sick. You're sad I'm sad too." Pointing towards his heart.

Tears can no longer hold Lyra. His sobbing was heard considering the innocent face of the little boy lying before him had once transformed into a grown man and had always been his protector.

Reyhan approached his wife and pulled her into his arms.

***

Siska opened the door to her room. Hungry dawning. Suddenly the aroma of cooking broke out in his sharp nose.

"Are you awake?" ask Siska.

"Yes, are you hungry?" ask Redro back.

"Banget!"

"Sit down, soon the cooking is done," Redro replied as he churned out his cooking.

What's wrong with her? Suddenly became friendly. Is he amnesiac? Inner Siska wondered.

Shortly after, Redro finished fighting with his cooking. Everything was delicious on the dining table.

"This is a lot to eat," said Redro gave a plate containing rice and side dishes on it.

Siska nodded then chose not to protest because it would make things worse.

"Later tonight I'll attend my friend's engagement. Do you want to come?" ask Redro.

"Ah, no." Siska refused because for him with his presence there would only embarrass Redro. Because his English is not good.

"Oh well." Redro chewed his breakfast.

He seems busy again. All right Siska don't bother her she needs some alone time. Siska's mind then went into her room.

***

Lyra woke up from her sleep, she did not see Reyhan's figure beside her.

"Ah it's nine in the morning. He didn't have breakfast, did he? Lyra you're a wife who doesn't know herself." Hurry into the bathroom.

After a few minutes, he came out to change his clothes. After making sure he looks neat, Lyra came out.

"You scorching? Seriously this stinks!" Run towards the kitchen.

"Rayyhan!" shout Lyra.

Reyhan turned around looking like a tear drenching his cheek.

"Why you?" ask Lyra to approach him.

"I hate this kind of vegetable." It shows the appearance of a red onion that he sliced almost resembles a dice.

"Haha. Why are you doing this? Watch out let me replace it now wash your hands first there. Later the matter becomes more and more becoming," said Lyra.

Reyhan complied and went to wash his hands. Meanwhile Lyra made a head gel with the appearance of eggs that Reyhan fried. The color is almost blackish brown there is a fragment of the egg shell that is fused with the egg.

"Why do I find this so hard, when you cook it so fast. Do you have any special spells?" asked Reyhan with his innocent face.

"No, so next time pay attention to the way people cook. Don't be pretentious to cook, thankfully nothing happened" Lyra replied.

"Beautiful" Reyhan replied briefly.

"What?"

"Yes you look beautiful every time you cook" Reyhan replied.

"What the hell?" Lyra's face immediately reddened feeling extremely embarrassed.

SERIATE.....

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