MY LEANING

S2-What's With Marta?

Reyhan leaned his face against the wall of panic and dismay enveloped the man. Lyra continued to gently pat her husband on the shoulder, assuring him that everything would be fine.

"Dear, relax. Mama can definitely get through this phase. He's a strong man" Lyra said.

Reyhan turned his body and rested his face on his wife's shoulder. "Did I still have a chance to treat her as a mother. I don't want any prolonged regret. I don't want to."

Lyra rubbed her husband's hair, occasionally landing a kiss on Reyhan's forehead.

Shortly after the figure of Sherin's doctor came out, he opened the glasses plots that he always wears.

"Marta, she...." Holding temples.

Reyhan who was still in Lyra's arms did not budge.

"Mama's okay, right Doc?" ask Lyra.

"Come in, he's waiting for you." Sherin's doctor's words suddenly make Reyhan release his embrace and run into the room and followed by Lyra.

In the room, Marta was lying down and her eyes were still closed. It was just that his pale skin had already turned a little blushing.

"Wake up, don't sleep anymore" Reyhan said in a flat tone.

Martha opened both her eyes. Samar saw the flash of the face of his son and daughter-in-law. The marks on his face appeared. He even put his lips together and now he looks like an adorable little boy.

"I still want to sleep, my dream is still beautiful to leave behind" replied Marta as she shook her legs.

Reyhan and Lyra were sitting right beside the bed where Marta was lying.

"Tell me, when did it start?" reyhan asked while folding both hands.

This one, how could talk like that to his own mother. His mouth is sharper than a dagger. Inner Lyra looked in wonder at Reyhan.

"What the hell? Look this brat bullied me?" whining Marta while pulling the back of Lyra's hand.

Lyra stroked Marta's hand, "Rey, you were crying badly yesterday, now cynical like that. Basic inhumanity." Looked hard at Reyhan.

"Tell me, what's your purpose?" Staring at Marta with a sharp look.

Marta got up, sat down to make Lyra surprised. Her body looks much better now.

"Ah I forgot my son is not that stupid. But I can't believe you're much smarter than I thought. I'm the stupid one here." Marta's answer made Lyra even more confused. He touched Reyhan's hand asking for an explanation for all this.

"Ask him." Grasping Lyra's hand. His gaze was so sharp. The teenager made Marta smile clumsily.

"Lyra, actually, my mother has been declared cured. Mama didn't mean to lie to you. Giving this good surprise mama thought it was a good idea. However, it is not expected that you take it seriously every sentence you utter is very touching. I am happy to hear it, especially you. I'm lucky to have a sincere daughter like you. Reyhan, I was expecting that you would find out. But your acting is amazing. The words you composed caused me to drift apart, even if it was just to repay me. But, thank you that sounds sincere." Smile over.

"Mom can lie. We were so worried about Mama." Lyra sat on the edge of the bed and rubbed Marta's back. His panicked face turned relieved.

Marta who was not feeling well, chose silence. He had no language to speak because he had lied. Although, he had to do it.

"Is it in your eyes that I am a boy? Why can I believe. Huh!" Reyhan moved out, His steps sounding so rude.

Lyra smiled, but she didn't seem to mind it. He helped Martha to get up and walk out of the room.

Marta stared at Reyhan's tightly closed door. He was so sorry for his actions, he forgot that Reyhan was very sensitive to the name of a lie.

Marta touches Lyra's fingers, then signals to approach Reyhan immediately. Lyra smiled, she immediately went into the room.

In the room, Lyra found Reyhan sitting on his back. There are many things that her little husband is thinking about. Lyra immediately approached him and crouched down right in front of Reyhan.

"Still angry?" lyra asked as she lifted Reyhan's chin.

"Not with you." Reyhan's short answer made Lyra chuckle with anxiety.

Lyra brought her face closer and Reyhan's face retreated slowly." Look at whose husband is this? It looks so cute, so you kissed her." Staring seriously at the inch of Reyhan's face. "Your face always amazes me, how can I like this get this perfect guy?" Holding Reyhan's face with both hands.

Reyhan frowned, because again Lyra praised him excessively. "I told you, don't talk like that. I've been-"

"Darling, can we have 3 rounds tonight?" Lyra immediately made Reyhan stop babbling.

"What's? What exactly are you saying?" ask Reyhan astonishment. His face became more serious, as Lyra began to gently touch her thighs.

Lyra's mischievous face, now managed to master Reyhan's mind that began to be provoked and was about to respond by kissing Lyra's neck.

"But wait a minute...." Removing her body from Reyhan made the teenager who had been ignited by lust look up surprised.

Smiling, Lyra said "In front there is mama, I don't want our game to be interrupted. Can you tell him to come home?" With a spoiled tone of voice and a plain looking face, Lyra made Reyhan even more lustful.

"You mean, I came out and told him to go home. Is that so? Forgetit. I'm not gonna do it." Lying his body on the bed.

Lyra immediately climbed Reyhan's body while wriggling spoiled. It makes Reyhan's body hotter.

"Then get 5 rounds. I'm begging, help me." With a soft voice exceeding the silk still could not make Reyhan budge.

"Alright, then I'll accompany mama home. Tonight, I'm staying there." Starting to rise quickly Reyhan held his hand.

***

Reyhan looked at Marta, who was sitting right in front of him. Head down and lips that shakes Marta is always defeated if she meets the only son of the puppet.

"I've forgiven you. Go away, forget my rude words earlier," Reyhan said.

Marta raised her head, her own eyes pointing at Reyhan. A smile she reflected even though her heart was still nervous.

"What's the evidence?" ask Marta.

"Evidence?"

"Yes, you have forgiven me. Where's proof? I need that, who knows you're lying to me?" Folding both his hands made Reyhan clumsy.

"Don't equate me with you. I never lie in anything."

"Therefore, I need proof. Is that hard?"

"Stop asking that silly thing from me. I don't want to play." Rise from his seat and immediately turn his body. Both of Marta's hands managed to hug Reyhan's body from behind. Makes Reyhan clumsy and immobile.

"The stomach that used to be distended how can it deflate? You used to whine to lose weight because every papa you invited to play basketball you always fell." Leaning his head to the back of Reyhan's field. "Your father always tries to regulate your diet, so you can lose weight. But you always come whining for me to eat. I secretly gave it to her. No matter what you are, you're always looking for me Rey. Because I'm your mother anyway." The tear could not hold Marta.

"I envy Lyra. Your attention is always on her. Therefore, I caught your attention by pretending to be sick. Unexpectedly, it only adds to your sadness. I'm sorry, thanks for the back. I'm leaving." Wiping tears walked out.

Reyhan turned around, the figure of Marta he no longer saw. With a slow step, he walked towards the room. Lyra looked with a faint smile welcoming Reyhan.

"I love you." Cheeked Reyhan and hugged.

***

Siska looked at Redro who was serious about his laptop. The translucent pajamas he deliberately wore to attract Redro's attention he clutched in annoyance.

After that first night. There was no second night. He even ignored me. Is every guy bored? Reyhan is like that. Redro you're driving me crazy. I've been standing here for almost 15 minutes. How can you not look at me? Inner Siska while looking at Redro who did not glance at her at all.

The tring!

A message went into Siska's phone and she opened it immediately. The contact name Lyra made her mood excited.

Lyra: What else?

Siska: Again fishing.

Lyra:Hahaha definitely didn't respond.

This kid's wearing a laugh at me again. Patience Siska patience.

Siska: Yes, that is! What are you again?

Lyra: It prepares milk for Reyhan.

Siska: You mean you want to give her nete.

Lyra:Haush! Dirty mind. Milk is warm!

Siska: Oh so yes. I am also ah!

Lyra:Did Redro like milk?

Siska:Ye, it's like a little boy like that.

Lyra: The important service waseeek....

I was mocked again. It's better to make Redro coffee. Afraid that he was sleepy again, it seemed like his work needed to take a lot of time. Inner Siska while moving to the kitchen to make coffee for her beloved husband.

Siska took a blanket to cover her body. Yeah, that woman's not in the mood to interfere with Redro's work.

"Beb, this is the coffee to drink first. I slept first." Put the coffee near the laptop, then land the kiss on Redro's forehead.

As he was about to step up, Redro's hand held him. "I'm done." Siska turned her head towards Redro.

Soon Redro carried Siska to his bed.

"Is the temperature too cold?" tanya Redro looked at Siska who was tightening the blanket wrapped around her body.

Siska. Now he was embarrassed to show his body wearing those thin pajamas. Redro immediately put it away and made a shy hue decorate Siska's face.

"Beb, you are so perfect." Smiling and smacking Siska's lips.

SERIATE....