Wife Partner Bed
FAIR-TIMING
As the days change, Nesa increasingly feels Aryan's change.
In a day, Aryan rarely gives news to him even though it is only a short message, let alone a phone, often the phone has to wait a long time, only after that get a phone reply back from Aryan, well, well, even though every time Nesa asked to see her, Aryan always came to see her. But he felt his Aryan was no longer like his Aryan before.
This afternoon he met Aryan at the office, he invited Aryan to lunch together at their favorite restaurant, Aryan was hesitant at first, especially when he saw the face of Ayla pias that he appeared when Nesa came, but again Aryan will not bear with the whimper Nesa, who is always spoiled for him. Aryan finally agrees to go to lunch with Nesa. They drive cars through the city streets.
..."You're busy keep bie, you don't care about me anymore, you don't love me bie?"...
..."By the way what the hell are you bie, do not think of anything ah, I am indeed a little busy now, since papah died, all my companies that organize,."...
..."Isn't Ayla helping you there bie?"...
..."Ayla is also just learning"...
..."Then recruit someone who is an expert in this bie"...
..."Can't bie, it will actually complicate, because the decision I gave would actually need my signature back and forth. and as for the claim of power I can't possibly give that trust to just anyone, after all, my busyness is still at the bie fair limit."...
..."Have you divided your heart bie?...
..."I just split the bed with him, not with my heart, and we've talked about this before, so please, don't make me dizzy, I'm already quite tired because of work."...
Nesa was clear that what Aryan said was not the same as his heart, Nesa was sure and could feel it, because Aryan did not see his eyes at all when he spoke, and women are amazing when it comes to feelings, they cannot be lied to. But Nesa chose silence not to continue the topic of the chat, he did not want if Aryan increasingly felt increasingly uncomfortable with her.
...'I will not let the relationship between you and Ayla get deeper, I will reclaim you completely, there is no more barrier between us at this time. You belong only to Ki bie, ONLY TO ME'....
Nesa looked at Aryan who was eating her lunch.
Aryan returned to the office a little late, he arrived at his room almost at 03 p.m. When other employees are about to enter the time to go home.
Aryan was about to enter his room with a bad feeling, to be honest he felt bad for Ayla
...'Hah, it turns out polygamy is not that beautiful. And it's not that easy.'...
There is a great responsibility and burden to be felt, not to mention the inner pressure of each other.
..."Oh God,"...
Aryan rubbed his face with both of his hands riled.
...'Bismillah,'...
Aryan began to turn the doorknob, opening and stepping into his room.
He walked in and his eyes went straight to Ayla's desk. At the sight of his Partner bed wife was busy compiling a stack of maps.
..."Ay, 'cause,"...
..."Greetings wa'alaikum,"...
Aryan was embarrassed by the answer Ayla gave.
Aryan scratched the back of his head that was not itchy.
..."Emm, Assalamu'alaikum Ayla,,"...
..."Wa'alaikum salam Mas."...
Ayla then stood up from her chair to Aryan, grabbed Aryan's right hand and kissed him, as she had done before since their relationship began to close,.
..."You, you're done with your work?"...
..."Actually not yet mas, I'll finish it later at home, but I have to leave now, I have an appointment somewhere."...
Aryan asked because he was curious.
Instead of answering Ayla just smiled, saying.
..."Can you please mas?"...
Ayla asked permission with a smile.
..."Let me take you, ay? Let me be fair, in dividing my time, for you and Nesa."...
Aryan's words immediately made Ayla laugh giggling. But really deep down there is something that feels so great pain.
..."Yeah, we're leaving now, afraid of the kesorean."...
Nesa answered while walking and Aryan followed behind her.
After almost half an hour, they arrived at a house, a house with a large front yard in front of it stamped papa
*Mother's Love Orphanage*.
..."Ay, this? The orphanage?"...
Back with a sweet smile Ayla replied
..."iya mas, I used to play here."...
Upon entering the yard, Ayla was greeted with children who ran to Ayla just want to hug or greet her hands. Aryan could only clumsily stiffen at those moments. Then came a mother who also welcomed Ayla's arrival.
..."Son Ayla,"...
Nanny's mother gives Ayla a warm hug, while Aryan just nods her head with a smile.
..."Who's this handsome guy, Ayla?"...
..."He's my husband, ma'am."...
..."Later if you are older, Arini also wants to have a handsome husband like this handsome om."...
Wrap a girl whose age may be only 6 or 7 years old, the little girl who looks cute and adorable with a pink hijab.
As people looked towards the cute little girl Arini, Ayla smiled, and Aryan too. While from the facial features of their caregiver mother looks shocked by Arini's speech.
..."If you want, I can be your husband."...
Sahut boy whose body is smaller than Arini, maybe the child is only 4 or 5 years old, because the way of speech also still sounds slurred.
Instantly the atmosphere broke out with a loud laughter from them.
When the clock strikes at 05 p.m. They say goodbye, after having already performed the prayer of Ashar with congregation together.
Before Ayla left, she transferred a nominal amount of money to the parlor account.
Aryan was so amazed by Nesa's much different personality. Even so, Aryan never revealed it to Ayla.
..."Come on, we'll stop by Jho's cafe! Soon we will enter the Maghrib, we will pray there."...
Since her relationship with Ayla improved and got closer, Aryan became diligent in prayer, initially only feeling hesitant because when with her, Ayla always fulfilled her obligations, while he is the priest who always mentioned Ayla as the leader, because Aryan arrived to have a sense of wanting to carry out his obligations also routinely.
Ayla and Aryan stopped by the cafe Jho. And without them noticing, if a pair of eyes Nesa had been staring at them with a sharp gaze as if wanting to kill.
