My Two Husband's

Strange Choice's

[*Flashback ]

"No dad. I can't leave Deryl!"

"We don't have a choice, Nay. Your grandfather– clearly wrote the will, if you have to marry his best friend's granddaughter. Otherwise, the company will fall on your uncle who becomes the second heir after you."

Naya shook her head weakly. "What about Deryl? Dad please don't do this." he said as he sobbed. He didn't want to leave Deryl just because of the will.

Deryl is his first love, a lot of things they have been through together. And why is it that his father says so. If he does not marry Kevan Ardinata, then all his property falls to his uncle Gilang.

Actually Naya did not care if all the treasures fell on Gilang the cunning. But what about his father? His father could not have accepted all of that.

"This is the last option."

Naya prays as her father, Ronald, speaks of Naya's last choice.

"Married both."

Naya glared, how could she marry two men at once? How would he show his face if it really happened? And what will be the response of all his college friends later. If Naya Amanda, the final semester student marries two men at once.

Deryl Ananta is young but has a doctor's degree. Mapan and handsome. Have a lot of assets and property.

Kevan Ardinata, owner of Ard Company, holds a master's degree. Rich seven derivatives. His wealth will not run out even if Naya buys millions of hectares of Strawberry orchards.

But that's not what Naya wants, she's not the treasure-hungry one. Naya just wants to be happy with one person until the end. He doesn't need it all while Deryl's still with him.

Safira Amanda, her mother who died three years ago. If only his mother were still alive, surely the beautiful woman would have defended him and scolded Ronald for daring to do such a thing to their only child.

"If you can't choose, then marry both. I promise I'll do something for you to get out of this, Naya. You son. I may not be happy to see you sad because of this, but please do this once. You can't let Gilang take all the jerseys from dad and grandpa."

"Then what about me? How will I behave if after everyone finds out that I'm marrying two men at once, dad?"

Naya's tears are dripping. He was angry and angry. Naya is angry at fate. How dare he do this to her.

"Don't cry, baby. I promised you I'd get you out of this shit as soon as possible. But marry for dad. We'll do it very close. No one knew about it other than the closest relatives in question. Nothing's gonna embarrass you."

"You're ashamed of me too, Naya. So you want to think about this choice?" Ronald asked cautiously with a hand that had already erased the clear traces on Naya's smooth cheeks. Handling darling. In his heart he continued to say sorry, there was no choice. The company will be destroyed if it falls into the hands of Gilang.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry. I'll do this without making you sick. You won't feel any pain. I promised you that."

"I'm taking it."

Ronald looked at Naya meaningfully. "Quick that? If you need time and—"

"I accepted it, Dad. I'll marry both."

Ronald remained silent. Now he feels confused. He doesn't know if this choice might make Deryl and Kevan sick. Even if he was off guard, it could have been Naya who was more hurt.

"Thank you, Naya." But the choice is round. Ronald couldn't have canceled it. Naya is ready, so she must be ready.

Hugging his son's body with elusan dear. Since Sapphira left them, only Ronald has given her only child affection.

"I want to go to mom's grave tomorrow." Naya said when she was out of Ronald's arms.

"Yes. We're going to mom's grave together, your mom deserves to know about her son's marriage."

******

"Kevan Ardinata."

Naya smiles awkwardly replying to Kevan's big hand. "Naya Amanda."

"So we're getting married tomorrow? Huh, not felt. I just dived in the sea of Europe yesterday." Kevan is trying to melt the atmosphere.

Naya smiled awkwardly again. "Yes, it looks like it is."

"Don't be awkward. We're getting married soon. You, me and again.what's his name?"

Naya is ashamed, very shy. Why is this man before him so easy to say that. "Deryl."

"Yes right. Are we gonna threesome on our first night?"

*threesome: sexual activity involving three people at the same time.

Hot Naya's cheeks. Looks like it's red. Naya was sure of that. He wanted to cover his face right now. "I don't think. Deryl doesn't like it."

Naya swallowed her saliva.

"But how else, right? Deryl loves you, you love Deryl and I love you. Turn around as you want. What kind of fate is this really?"

"You?" Naya's eyes glared. He had never seen or known Kevan

"You'll never think I exist. Since childhood I have often visited your house with my grandfather–. But you seem so cool playing with Deryl that I'm never seen."

Naya only knew this fact, indeed since childhood he always played with Deryl. Whatever Naya does, always be with Deryl. Deryl is her little friend who is creeping as her lover. And about Kevan. Naya may be paying too much attention to Deryl to forget about.

"I'm sorry I never saw you in my house."

"What's wrong. I accept that harsh reality. It's over anyway. Now the proof is that you see me as your future husband–." With a sick look, Naya felt guilty.

Naya smiled slightly. "Yes. You're my husband–ku. I'll see you now, Kevan."

Kevan smiled sincerely. Grasping Naya's hand. "Thank you."

*****

"I'm sorry." Naya said slowly.

Instead of replying, Deryl could only kiss Naya's temple many times. It was Naya's choice and Deryl accepted it. He will stay with Naya no matter what. They have been together since childhood, and it feels very evil if Deryl is angry and away from Naya just because of a strange request given by Naya's father.

Defend what he already has in any way. So he'll share from now on? Deryl wanted to laugh thinking about it. My God, it's Deryl's fault for having to get something like this.

"It's not your fault, you're just a good boy who obeys whatever your father says, right? So stop crying hm? Until your eyes swell, this marriage will still take place. So impress me with your performance tomorrow."

"Yes. Tomorrow I'll dress up for you, just for you, Deryl."

Deryl stroked that cheek with a small nod. "Of course, just for me."

They look at each other. Channeling that love through each other's gaze. Until finally the chewy objects touch each other, pulverize slowly. Observing every movement of tasting it, sucking the lower lip of Naya strongly. Naya closes her eyes, enjoying every touch Deryl gives her.

A minute later the pagutan detached, replaced with a tight hug. "I love you." Whisper Deryl slowly. Their breaths panted against each other. Naya tucked Deryl's broad shoulder until it left a small reddish rash.

"I love you." Reply Naya while sitting her body on Deryl's lap. Drowning his head in the deepest recesses of Deryl's neck, inhaling Deryl's fragrant body, licking occasionally to invite Deryl to return for her treatment.

But Deryl just hugged Naya's waist. Gently stroked the skin behind Naya. As if she was putting the baby to sleep. "Sleep, you must be tired."

"It's been lost since you saw it." Naya whispered a little. Make Deryl's lips slightly go up.

"Nadiah.. Naya–ku's. I'd be crazy not to see you for a day."

Naya laughs. "Uhm you left me a week, a year ago on a job."

"That's very bad. You know that," said Deryl.

"You're sick and yes you keep calling me, right? I hope it will be forever. You have to depend on me forever, at least it makes me feel like you never tried to leave me."

"I'm depending on you. Very dependent."

Naya squeezes Deryl's back hair, pulling her right in front of her face. Kissing Deryl's sexy lips over and over again without getting bored.

"You keep teasing me." Deryl said while rubbing Naya's red lips.

"You're so hard to tempt today. Why?"

"Tomorrow is our wedding day."

"Yes I know that," Naya replied quickly.

"And I'm nervous, you know! What if I got out of control and fucked you until that red rash was created everywhere. Or worse you can't walk because of my ferocity, you want that?"

Naya laughed seductively. "But what about Little Deryl? He's been tight in there."

"Fuck, Naya! Get out of the way I don't want people staring at your weird way of walking tomorrow. You have to be perfect tomorrow, and I don't want to ruin it, baby."

Naya smiled gently, she felt better now and it was because of Deryl. "Thank you." The last word Naya said before she finally closed her eyes. He was finally able to fall asleep without any weight in Deryl*'s arms*.

** **To Be Continue** *