
The helicopter landed right in place. Rayan opened the door, and invited Aida to go down the woman was still with danger, so it was still so difficult to move. Until Rayan carried him.
"Thanks, Rocky." said Rayan. Aida looked at him in amazement, apparently her husband was good at English.
"Mas, Aida's shirt?"
"Below, with the others."
"The others?"
"Yes, they welcome you. Although not as much as it should be." replied Ray, who never took off his grip from his wife. While the other hand, continues to be nailed pants.
They took the elevator from the top floor. Then, the elevator stopped where Rayan was headed. The floor is his personal space.
"Good afternoon, Madam." submissive to some of the employees who welcomed her.
Aida flinched and braked her steps suddenly, almost falling. Fortunately Rayan caught it quickly.
"Hey, no papa?"
"Engga, Mother. Just surprised. Sorry." she replied, trying to adjust.
"Sir, here's clothes for Madam. And there's a message from Mr. Sam" Mona said, giving her the phone.
Sam advised, so that Aida immediately brought home to the main house. To be as good as possible, no one knows Aida's current chapter.
"Alright, get the car ready. Where's Dev?"
"Sir Dev, there is a meeting outside" replied Mona.
Rayan just nodded. He carried the bag containing Aida's clothes, and took Aida out of his office quickly. Through the back door, and the driver was waiting there.
"Aida is like a simple thing, which must be learned." he lamented, tired.
"Patience. At least, you're here with me." Rayan kissed on his wife's forehead.
Aida just nodded. He looked out occasionally, looking at the crowd of the great city..
"Yes, I've been here before. While still in college, and interned at a large hospital. It was very expensive to get in there at the time. Aida didn't even dare to go out and throw money away." she replied honestly.
Rayan could only laugh again, and held her hand."Tomorrow, I'll take you for a walk."
"Tomorrow when? Just go out, through the back door. How about a walk?" he answered, playing with the feet that still wear his shoes. In fact, it was the kebaya that Amrul rented in the salon. Somehow, how fate after this.
They arrived at the big house. Again, Aida could only stare at him. From before entering the gate, until now there is right in front of the entrance.
"Mas, is this Mas' house?"
"Yes. This is my house. Sam's here, too. Enter," his truss.
The servants greeted Rayan. No less bengong, when he took a friendly woman who was white. The average person is instantly shocked, nervous, and even short of breath. But they were afraid to ask.
" He's my wife, Nur Aida. I'll take him to rest in the room."
"Well, sir." nod them compactly. They were even more shocked, when Rayan spontaneously carried the woman's body to go up to her room.
"God... Here, is that really young master? That who?"
"Udah said it was his wife. Still not." They answered each other's questions.
"Mas, albinism. Aida's sultry, taking a shower." her whine is spoiled.
Rayan dropped it. But, he pulled Aida's body back, until it fell right into his lap.
"Great, change clothes first" said Aida. He looks so nervous. Moreover, Rayan's gaze was so intense, as if wanting to pounce on her immediately.
"This is it," said Rayan, pointing at her lips.
"Massss.." Aida had not finished talking, Rayan directly attacked him. There was no other way, that Aida had to obey. Aida also draped her arms around Rayan's neck. Adding to their intimacy.
"Honey, this hour.... Arrrrrgggghhh! Lordship!" Mami Bianca was suffocating so strongly. He was surprised to see a woman in Rayan's room. Especially with their position like that.
Aida immediately jumped down from Rayan's lap and sat normally in her bed.