
The morning alarm woke Reyhan. He felt the body of his wife who as usual was not there. Typical squinty eyes wake up, he's forcefully rounded.
Immediately he got up from the bed to the kitchen.
His steps came to a halt as soon as he saw Lyra who was busy with her cooking. He sat down on the dining table chair while watching Lyra. Her smile expanded when she heard Lyra pull out a song from her lips.
He was so excited to make me breakfast. What else I expected was enough to prove that he loved me. Inner Reyhan enjoys Lyra singing.
Lyra was silent for a moment, she let out a long sigh. "It doesn't feel like you've been married for a long time. Why am I not pregnant, too? Looks like I should check it out. Among the rich, heredity is very important. Reyhan might not have been bothered about it. However, he needed a bloodline with him. I have to check it out" Lyra murmured.
Descendants yes, I have never thought of it. However, the descent in the family to the successor of the company is like an obligation. However, I will not force her because for me enough with her love has become my happiness. The rest I don't care anymore. Inner Reyhan.
Reyhan got up, he immediately hugged Lyra's waist from behind resting his head on the shoulder of his beloved wife.
"Oh, baby, my heart is almost gone. You woke up early, didn't sleep well?" lyra asked as she stroked Reyhan's right cheek perched spoiled on her left shoulder.
Reyhan shook his head, "your hair is fragrant, what time did you take a shower?" reyhan asked back while kissing Lyra's neck gently.
Lyra smiled in response to Reyhan's deity. He also turned his body. "Sit down I want to serve you food" Lyra said, pinching Reyhan's nose.
"What if the breakfast is changed? This morning, you seemed seductive, making me want to devour you immediately," Reyhan replied making Lyra shake her head at her husband's mischief.
Immediately he pushed Reyhan's body to the side of the dining table.
The cup!
"Darling, your wife wants to cook first. Shut up and wait here." Lyra pecked Reyhan's cheek to make the teenager did not wart and directly obey the words of Lyra.
Lyra back and forth served breakfast. Meanwhile, Reyhan loyally watched without the slightest gap.
"Ah done, finally..., let's eat!" exclaim Lyra.
Reyhan was still flabbergasted at Lyra's behavior pretending to be happy to cover up the sadness from her.
"Darling, eaten dong. No appetite, or do I want a bribe?" Looking at Reyhan who was still silent.
Reyhan breathed his long breath, he looked sad to see his wife acting in front of him. "Lyra, I love you. Every day I say it maybe you are tired of hearing it. But, besides my mother, you are my life. I beg you never to think about anything else but me, because whatever happens I am the one you should give priority to." Reyhan's words made Lyra chuckle.
"Yes, of course, baby, already yammering him. Let's eat yuk first! It's not long to go to the office. So, breakfast first yes," replied Lyra while offering her food to Reyhan.
Reyhan innocently opened his mouth to receive food from his wife's spoon. Lyra looked so excited and she finally focused on feeding Reyhan.
***
Lyra taped the tie to the sleeve of the white shirt Reyhan was wearing. Reyhan's increasingly stifling face became his attention making his hands tremble.
How could she look so cute. I was getting older and my husband looked like any other teenager. Huh! I don't know why I'm so worried. Many young leaves were scattered and there was no way Reyhan would ignore them forever. Because he is still an ordinary man. Inner Lyra while looking at Reyhan's face who was also looking at her.
Did he think of any more descendants. His face looked so sad. No, I don't want him to be burdened with such a thing. Inner Reyhan.
Reyhan pulled Lyra into his arms. The hair of Lyra is broken. Every now and then he kissed the top of his wife's head and Lyra seemed to enjoy.
"Darling, I'll come to the office later in the day, can't you?" lyra asked while looking at Reyhan's shady face.
Reyhan holds Lyra's body and again Lyra almost madly made Reyhan's handsome face. Their eyes were so deep and sad.
"From this moment your eyes on me looked different than usual. Tell me, what's wrong? What's in your heart?" ask Reyhan.
Lyra cleared her throat, "get me down, I must be very heavy" Lyra said with a face that met red.
Reyhan chuckled, "height is only 165CM weight 50 KG. I can even knock you out." Reyhan's words made Lyra not warty.
"Darling, what time is it? It's late to his office" Lyra said she hoped Reyhan would drop him off immediately.
"I'm his boss and I'm-"
"I know love, but how can employees try to be disciplined if the boss is not clear like this" Lyra replied.
Reyhan frowned, "what did you call me? Love?" Take Lyra seriously.
Raising both hands while laughing so cheerfully.
Reyhan whose face was showered with kisses from Lyra seemed to be in the spirit of responding to Lyra's happiness.
Stay like this my wife, I'll hate myself if I see you get hurt. No, that can't happen. Let what is past, consider your happiness to begin now. Yeah, let's get started. Inner Reyhan while laughing looked at the joy of Lyra who was still in her arms.
Reyhan sat on the long sofa, Lyra who was in her lap starting to rebel wanted to go down. But the energy Reyhan had was so much greater that the woman resigned.
"Your hair, it's long. I remember the first time I saw you your hair was just a shoulder, " Reyhan said as he touched Lyra's hair.
Lyra chuckled, "you still remember everything huh. I just forgot my hair size" Lyra replied.
"I remember everything about you. You know, when the brawl happened exactly when I was defeated by Fero, I did it on purpose."
"Oh, indeed you lost that time anyway, I said intentionally, you son of a bitch!"
"I'm serious, I did it on purpose. At that time I thought there was no point in living. Behind the wealth that I have is actually the one I want most - a mother's affection. You know, I was with my mom. I thought maybe with my departure it would foster regret in his life. I just wanted to see her cry for ignoring me. Unexpectedly fate even brought us together. And your shoulder-length hair is ringing in my head, for your face is still a little vague to me" Reyhan recalls.
"Hahaha maybe my face is too sloppy for a Reyhan to remember" Lyra replied with a loud laugh.
"It can be."
"What the hell, Reyhan I'm not so ugly."
"When I saw you pushing the bike too, because your hair wasn't your face."
"Yes-yes I realize I'm ugly" Lyra said with her lips.
Reyhan chuckled, "not that, because I never looked at you from the physical. There is another side that to me is very attractive and also to me your face is too pretty for me to remember. You know, I saw your face clearly in my dreams" Reyhan replied.
"When we were in the car did you dream of me?" ask Lyra curious.
Reyhan nodded. "That night I dreamed of you, and then the next morning I...."
"Why you?"
"Not so?"
"What the hell, Reyhan spoke half-and-half," said Lyra upset.
"It's very embarrassing" Reyhan said.
Lyra laughed, making Reyhan stare in surprise. "Ehm, I know what you dream." Looking at Reyhan with a mischievous smile.
"What?"
"You're a wet dream, right. C'mon, ngaku?"
"Kok you know?"
"I'm a teacher, I know. But, Rey, what are you dreaming about?"
"It's just like any other teenage dream."
"I know it's a wet dream but I know what it's like" Lyra replied curiously.
"I had a dream that suddenly you came to my room smiling, then seduced me by taking off your clothes and then, we did," Reyhan replied.
Lyra frowned, "why don't you refuse?"
"I don't know, at that moment I was lulled by your touch so I decided to accept it. And from then on, I liked you and started targeting you, "Reyhan replied as he looked at Lyra seriously.
Lyra averted her eyes, she was embarrassed to hear Reyhan's words just now. "When did you start liking me?"
"Ah that.., I'm thirsty. I go first" said Lyra as she left.
Reyhan laughed, knowing clearly that his wife was embarrassed right now.