Don't Call Me an Actor!
Someone's Coming

Reyhan took off his tie and threw it at the origin. He laid his body on the bed. His eyes closed considering his meeting with a former lover who was still in his love. Guilt was in Reyhan's heart. The guilt slipped when Reyhan saw the look on Nayla's shocked and sad face when she said she asked for her money back. However, Reyhan must put aside his love so that Nayla can return to him again.

A hand was coiled in Reyhan's burly da-da. The man turned around and it turned out that Luna was hugging him while crying.

"I miss you, Rey!" Isak Luna sounded very pitiful.

Well, lately Reyhan rarely comes home. If her work piles up, Reyhan will sleep at a boarding house of a boy she was very familiar with during High School. If time is free, Reyhan will sleep in his family's private villa. Reyhan did it because he was lazy to meet his wife.

However, today Reyhan returned to the house he occupied with Luna. The purpose of his return was to bring a few pieces of clothes to take to his villa.

"Don't get rich, Lun!" Reyhan let go of Luna's embrace violently. He immediately got up from his sleeping position and walked out of the room.

Reyhan went down the stairs, Luna chased him half-run because of Reyhan's wide steps.

"Reyhan, wait!" Luna pulled Reyhan's hand, but Reyhan still didn't budge.

"Do you have no intention of Rey to improve our relationship? I want another happy husband, Rey. Love each other and have many children! I've fallen in love with you. Can't you love me back?" Tears dripped down Luna's smooth cheeks.

"For you, I want to change. I'll be a good wife to you, Rey. As long as you open your heart to me," he continued with a trembling voice

"I'm sorry I can't!" Reyhan replied quickly, he threw away his gaze. Surely he did not want to be affected by Luna's tears. No, Reyhan doesn't want to be stuck again with an unhappy marriage. Reyhan wants to find his own happiness and certainly not with Luna.

"Is it all because of Nayla?" The look in Luna's eyes displayed an extremely deep hatred.

"Without me answering you already know the answer. I stress please don't blame Nayla! It's all my fault, not Nayla's!!" Reyhan looked at Luna.

"But because of Nayla, you've got me, Rey. If there's no Nayla, maybe our relationship could improve."

Reyhan approached Luna and pushed her gently against the wall. He then locked onto Luna's body with both hands. His gaze looked at Luna deeply. The young man narrowed Luna's hair behind his ear, then whispered "There is or is no Nayla, I can't open my heart to a woman like you, Lun! A woman like you is definitely not my taste" Reyhan smiled cynically. Then he left Luna with a wounded heart.

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When Nayla found out that she worked at Aditya Cafe, Nia was very happy. Even Nia returned Nayla an hour early, because she did not want Nayla to be too exhausted. When it is Sunday or the day on which Nayla makes the bridal makeup, the girl can go straight home if her work is done, and Nayla is not obliged to go to the gallery first. No one envies Nayla, because everyone already knows how hard Nayla is looking for money.

While the cafe managed by Aditya has progressed very rapidly. Even the menu in the cafe owned by Aditya several times reviewed by food vloggers that make the name of the cafe owned by Aditya more famous. Nayla has been working with Aditya for a month, but what makes Nayla wonder is that there are no other employees besides her. Reason Adit just want to be careful about accepting employees. I don't know, Nayla also does not understand what kind of employee criteria Aditya wants.

"Let me, Nay. You sit! You must be tired" Adit led Nayla and forced her to sit in a chair in the kitchen.

"It's okay, Dit. That's my job" Nayla wiped the sweat that soaked her hair.

Adit took a tissue and helped wipe the sweat off Nayla's forehead.

"Any? " Nayla immediately gawked and threw away her face.

"Sorry, Nay!" Aditya feels guilty for touching Nayla's face.

"Oh yeah today you're salary. Take that! Count first fear there is a lack!" Aditya hands an envelope to Nayla.

Nayla smiled happily, she immediately took the envelope and counted it. Nayla scrunched her forehead, because the money was considered quite a lot for the size of the cafe tongkrongan young people.

"Dit, how much?" Nayla asked with a shocked expression.

"That's a bonus for you, Nay. I work for you, just as I employ three people. You are deft and diligent. And this cafe is also increasingly rame thanks to your delicious cuisine. Thanks for working together, Nay?" Aditya said sincerely.

"Thank you, Dit?" Nayla smiled movedly, how not, her salary was equivalent to working in Nia's gallery.

"I thank you. Yuk, I'll take you home!"

"I took the angkot, Dit. It's not good for the boss," Nayla laughed crisply.

"What the hell is Nay, it's okay it's late. It's Sunday night again. Yuk, it's Anter!"

Nayla nodded. They walk in tandem. As they were about to close the gate, they saw a young man who had just got down from the car.

"How are you closing?" Grumpy one of them.

Nayla noticed them and was immediately shocked to stare at a face that was not unfamiliar to her.

"Winnie?" Nayla's murmuring was barely audible