RANDOM HUSBAND
CHAPTER 15 - MEETING AN EX

Alex smiled as he looked at the wife sleeping next to him. Ayna looked so exhausted after their heated struggle. Not 1 time, they do up to 3 times.

Ayna squirmed and slowly opened her eyes. He saw a handsome man smiling sweetly at him.

They looked at each other for a moment, until Ayna finally realized...

"Mas, it's 1pm, you know. I haven't cooked lunch." Ayna got up and sat on the bed.

"We order it." Alex answered, get up too. "What do you want to eat?"

Alex takes the phone and activates it.

Ayna seemed to think. There was a lot of food he wanted to eat.

"May I have more than one message?" Tanya Ayna showed her face.

Alex nodded. I don't know why Ayna's face is so adorable to her.

"Mas, what do you want to eat?"

Alex looked at Ayna's body. "I want to eat you."

Ayna frowned. He looked in the direction Alex was looking at.

"Akhc... Alex, close your eyes!!!" Ayna lifted her blanket. From earlier he did not realize if the blanket he was wearing came down, to make the hanging mountain was clearly plastered.

"Darling... Why are you still ashamed? I've been holding it even enjoying the milk from the source." Alex is so happy teasing Ayna.

"Mas Alex!!!" Pekik Ayna hit Alex with a pillow. Men don't really use filters.

"Ayna Ayna's..." Alex shook his head to see Ayna running to the bathroom.

After lunch Ayna sat in the tv room. He put a sullen face on Alex. The man was very satisfied teasing her today, even Alex's smile felt very annoying.

"What did you see, baby?" Alex asked to sit next to Ayna.

Ayna shifted, Alex moved along. Ayna shifts again and Alex shifts too. Ayna continued to shift, shift, shift and could not shift anymore because it was on the edge of the sofa backrest.

"Mas, slide a little. Narrow." Alex was too close to him.

"That's it. Meetings are better."

Ayna snorted, she took the remote. Then change the tv channel. Gossip, news, music shows, soap operas, all passed by Ayna.

Alex can only see Ayna who keeps changing tv channels. You know what Ayna wants to see.

'Gosh. Ayna still likes cartoons.' Alex shook his head to see Ayna who chose to watch a cartoon of yellow box creatures.

"Honey, I have something to say to you." Alex said with a serious face.

Ayna turned to Alex. The man looked serious.

"I want to say thank you. You're willing to accept me as your husband." Alex clasped Ayna's hand.

Ayna looked at Alex. "Don't talk like that anymore."

Alex nods, pulling Ayna until she sits on his lap.

Again and again Ayna's face had turned red, feeling something hard under her butt.

"Yes..." Ayna screeches as the man turns his body, leaving Ayna under his confinement.

"Darling..."

Ayna can see the passion in Alex's eyes.

Not long after, the clothes of the two of them had flown somewhere. They returned to love on the swaying sofa.

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Next day.

"It." Ayna said cheerfully after pairing Alex's tie.

"You want to work?" Alex asked to see that Ayna was well dressed. Wearing a skirt over the knee with blouse fitting on his body.

"Yes Mas. My cut's over, so I have to get to work." Ayna.

Soon they came out of the apartment with their hands held together.

While in the elevator Alex sees Ayna's performance from top to top again. There was a sense of unwillingness to see Ayna come out with this kind of appearance. The standard clothes of office women. But the skirt that Ayna was wearing was too short for Alex. If Ayna sat down for sure half her thighs would be exposed.

Ayna's hair tied in a ponytail and then a thin makeup polish, making Ayna very charming. Alex was not willing to see another man look at his wife.

"Yes Mas. I'm in ya." Ayna took off her seatbelt.

"When you get home call me. I'll pick you up."

Ayna looked at Alex with a strange look. "But I don't have Mas's number."

Alex patted his eel. He took the phone in his pocket. They also exchanged numbers.

Ayna smilingly wrote the name of Alex's contact with Alexku.

"Why smile?" Ask Alex to look.

"It's better I smile, than I frown."

Alex's face smiled again as Ayna kissed the back of her hand. Alex retaliates by tapping both of Ayna's cheeks.

"I'm-I'm going." Ayna was nervous again.

"My cheek." Alex pointed at his cheek.

Ayna quickly kissed Alex's right and left cheeks. Then get off the car immediately.

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Ayna sighed entering the office area. Walking with his head straight, even from the tail of his eyes. Ayna could see the employees whispering as they saw her.

Today is the first day Ayna is back at work. After a week off. Ayna took time off before her wedding.

Ayna stood in front of the elevator. When the elevator stops, he steps in.

Ayna was stunned for a moment when a man who also entered the elevator. Their eyes looked at each other and Ayna then turned her eyes away.

Enter some of Ayna's coworkers as well. They glanced at each other looking at the current condition. Ayna with her ex-boyfriend.

This elevator is moving so slowly. Ayna wants to get out of this iron box.

As soon as the elevator stopped, Ayna rushed to get out. But he lost quickly as his co-workers also rushed out.

"Well..may I talk to you for a second?" As soon as he got out of the elevator, Arga held Ayna's hand. The woman turned her body.

"Please let go of Mr. Arga's hand." Ayna said with a sharp eye.

"I-I'm sorry." Said Arga nervously slowly taking off Ayna's hand.

"Sorry for what? did Mr. Arga make a mistake?" Ask Ayna in a flat tone.

Arga's face confusedly answered Ayna's question.

"I'm busy. Excuse me." Ayna stepped foot with a rumbling feeling.

"I know I was wrong Ay. But you don't do this."

Ayna doesn't care about Arga. He'll just go to his workplace.

Some time passed, Ayna who was focused on work glanced at the coworker who was looking with various expressions.

Ayna frowned, they looked at her and whispered with the person next to them. Ayna was curious.

"Ayna. I didn't think." A woman approached him.

Ayna stayed focused on her computer, she was very familiar with the sound. The voice of the woman who was cornering him at the wedding, namely Aca.

"I'm sorry Ay. I'm the one who got married to Mas Argamu. But I salute you for staying married that day." The tone of the Aca was half mocking.

"Yes, though, like the beggar woman who asked to marry."

"What do you mean?" Ayna raised her voice. The woman immediately got up and stared intently at Aca.

"Why are you angry? am I wrong?" Aca Cibir. "If not begging, then what is this?"

Ting

Ayna's phone reads a message sign. One message sent by Aca suddenly made Ayna tremble and even the woman's face became pale.

"Pity you Ay."

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