MY LEANING

S2-Fifteen?...

"Your apartment is quite classic and minimalist according to your character," Reyhan said as he looked at Marta who sat in front of him. However, a smile was returned by Marta.

"I realize you're very mature now, but in my eyes you're still little Reyhan whose diaper I changed with my own hands" Marta replies in memory of Reyhan's childhood footage.

"Hmmm sorry I troubled you, if if if I could choose I wanted to be born with legs that can walk directly," Reyhan replied making Marta chuckle at her son's answer which he thought was quite funny.

"If you can walk directly, would you be willing to carry me?" marta asked with a faint smile.

"Of course."

"Well these are the files I said earlier, you must learn them. Oh yeah I heard Vica was the head of design. Is that true?"

"Yes, he asked for a job and I gave it to him, it's not even" Reyhan replied.

"But it seems like he doesn't like that part, surely you know that right? He's Rey's best friend, after all" replied Marta.

"It suits him, and he's not my best friend anymore. He's traitorous! Being her best friend was the dumbest thing I've ever done in my entire life" Reyhan replied a little cynically.

"If there's nothing else to talk about, I'll excuse myself and see you at the meeting office. Remember to always take care of your health and live at least help me take care of your granddaughter later, Mama," added Reyhan who suddenly made Marta surprised to hear Reyhan calling her mama.

"Sorry, if I'm still stiff. Be patient I will try to call you mama" said Reyhan again who was immediately struck by Marta's embrace.

"That's enough for mama son, thank you for being kind to call me mama. Mama promises to take care of her health and will take care of her grandchildren later. Thank you, son!" Marta's cry broke in her son's warm embrace.

"I'm sorry it's time for me to leave, today I'm so excited to see greedy faces trying to take over my papa company" Reyhan said, letting go of Marta's arms slowly.

"Alright, sorry I'm too happy thanks for today. Be careful, face them it must have a mentality of steel, I hope you can pass it," replied Marta commemorating Reyhan.

Reyhan smiled in a knot and hurried away leaving Marta who was still drifting in Reyhan's warm embrace.

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"Why are you looking at me like that? Am I too handsome?" reyhan asked glaring in surprise at Redro who occasionally glanced at him through a small mirror in the car.

"No Den," Redro answered briefly.

"Today's the leadership transfer of the Almirza group company, do you think I'm worthy enough?" reyhan asked while leaning his body.

"It is inappropriate to depend on Aden's own performance, not the judgment of others. Because there are some people who do not like to see us even though our work exceeds the standard of good" replied Redro.

"Yes, you're right. You're pretty smart, too."

The car was going pretty fast. From a distance clearly visible towering building that looks very luxurious, Reyhan observed the details of the top of the building, he admired the hard work of his papa who built the company to make it the first order.

Upon their arrival to the luxury company's courtyard, Reyhan's daydreams are broken when he sees the red carpet as a welcome to his arrival. There are already standing shareholders and employees who have lined up neatly. Shortly after Marta's car stopped right behind Reyhan's car, she immediately came out to see the welcome of her son.

"All right, the guy we've been waiting for has arrived. First I introduced myself first, my name is Sudarji the oldest person among other shareholders. Actually, at my age, which is starting to twilight, I should have retired. But given the hard work of Mr. Reygan first, it makes me try to stay upright if I can until the end of my life I remain here," said one of the oldest shareholders.

The old man's words were met with a standing ovation from shareholders and other employees.

"Yesterday I couldn't come because I had to rest at home, because the body was old enough to be a disease everywhere hehehe. I just met Reyhan's son this handsome also turned out. Hmmm not far away with me first, hahaha," he added with a funny laugh made people who heard chuckling.

"Hi Nak Reyhan, welcome. I'm here to congratulate you on your appointment at a very young age, which makes me quite proud. My message to Nak Reyhan is to make employees both high and low as a big family. Love them son and remain a good person to your father and all of us who are here are proud. Okay!" continued the man while giving his thumbs up which was then replied by Reyhan with a thumbs up as well.

All admired Reyhan's figure both his face and stature were quite cool.

"Handsome" whispered one of the employees.

"Yes right, there is a person as handsome as that," replied one of the employees.

"No wonder anyway, wong bu Marta is also beautiful plus a handsome Reygan sir even though I saw it from the photo in the lobby anyway," said one of the other employees.

"It's rich, handsome, young again. Ahhh is complete already."

"But listen he's married."

"Huh time anyway? Don't believe ah."

"I am too."

"Actually I don't believe it anyway, it's still a rumor."

"Yes...."

"Okay all attention, it's time for the most anticipated event that is ribbon cutting. Reyhan come here!"

Reyhan also walked closer to make everyone more fascinated with his physique.

"Why, Son? Why not cut it off right away?" ask the old man.

"I'm sorry instead of patronizing, didn't you say you were going to count down? But I heard you count forward" Reyhan replied with a serious look.

"It turns out that all the details, son Reyhan yes, indeed the soul of the leader should be like this, now we count down three, two, sa...tu!" yelled the old man again.

And Reyhan immediately cut the pink ribbon quickly. After that, he was greeted with a huge applause. Not to forget also the shareholders shook Reyhan's hand and congratulated him. Although Reyhan actually knew it was only part drama but he really enjoyed the show that he never felt it.

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Lyra is seen holding a baby's mini-clothes hanging in the hanger. Yes, to throw away the boredom of Lyra and Siska decided to go shooping.

"Why is that so bad about Neng? Can't wait to have a baby, right?" goda Siska continued to glance towards Lyra who was busy paying attention to the tiny clothes.

"As a wife, of course, I want to be a mother. I was imagining that I had a daughter who looked like Reyhan's father. She must be very beautiful, Sis," Lyra replied while tightly hugging the mini dress.

"Of course it's pretty. Beautiful eyes, sharp nose and dimples shaped on both cheeks. Aah so impatient hurry come Aunt Siska waiting for you." Gutted Lyra's stomach. Then they both laughed.

The tring!!!

A message went to Lyra's phone. And of course it's from Reyhan, her beloved husband.

Reyhan: Where else?

Lyra: Shooping, bored at home mulu.

Reyhan: With sister Siska huh?

Lyra. : Yeah.

Reyhan: Today is my rapture day.

Lyra: So?

Reynolds: Is there no gift for me?

Lyra: But we are far apart.

Reyhan: If we're close, we want to

give what?

Lyra: I'll think about it.

Reyhan: I really want something.

Lyra: Say it!

Reihan: 15

Lyra: What does that mean?

Reyhan: Think carefully! Remember I waited.

Lyra stopped replying to Reyhan's message which she thought was a little strange.

Fifteen? What does he really mean? My little husband is really. It always frustrates me. Inner Lyra while continuing to stare at the message from Reyhan and trying to digest what her husband meant.

"What's wrong? Are you sleepy?" siska asked while carrying a few pieces of clothes in her hand.

"No, did you buy it?" lyra asked back while putting her phone back in her pocket.

"Hmmm, is this good enough, if you? Time doesn't buy anything." Walk towards the cashier.

"My book is still a lot, Sis. Mama Marta already gave me some nice clothes in my closet so what else would I buy them for?" Smiling all smiles.

"Enak ya have in-laws as royal aunt Marta. Aaah is so different from me who has no future in-laws at all." Singing lips.

"Not complain anymore. Let's go home." After paying for the clothes, they both walked out.

SERIATE....

Hy thanks for reading don't forget like n blasphemy. Thank you for the support. You guys are family online q encouragement on the sidelines of my slump. Sorry up his old, as an ordinary human being not always health on my side.