Reyhan, My husband
The world is narrow

He longed to be in front of the mirror. Nayla smears some face care cream, before going to bed. Things he used to do.

Though often, her care is wasted because sometimes, Reyhan wipes away whatever is on her face with her intoxicating lips.

Today's events are automatically turned on his head. Like a movie spin waiting its turn according to scene per scene.

"Don't be long, here..."

The girl squinted her eyeballs. She knew what would happen next, if she were to fulfill her husband's call from the bed.

Everything will definitely not end smoothly. Especially for the night cream that just started working on his face.

Choosing to ignore it, Nayla was still cool to massage her face slowly so that the cream was permeated perfectly and evenly. Replacing it gently and painstakingly, hoping to get maximum results, as he wants.

Ah, that's how women are. Sometimes beautiful it must be tried so that he clearly visible existence. In fact, all women in all corners of the world are beautiful. There are beautiful with white skin and narrow eyes, there are also beautiful with mature brown skin and blue eyes. Beauty is relative, depending on who judges it.

Remember, all women are beautiful even though the color of the skin, the shape of the nose, the jaw of the face and the cheek line are different. Everything is beautiful and the difference is what makes it more unique. They were naturally beautiful although there were some people who could not see them.

And that's the actual duty of care, so that beauty itself is more radiated, obviously.

"Disregarding the husband is a sin, loh Nay..."

As if he had not given up, the man on the bed was still trying to persuade. Making Nayla look at him sharply while sighing bitterly.

Now the man is sitting. With his back position resting on the head of the bed. Then his hand played the phone.

Without looking a bit at his grunting wife.

"The world is narrow, Rey..."

The man did not change his position. "Where do you see it from?"

A temporary respite, until the girl completes her activities. Then she approached her husband.

Stepping on a mattress, then laying down after feeling quite safe atmosphere.

"A comfortable pillow..." She muttered as she put the girl's head on her husband's thigh.

Makes him get a hard pinch in the nose.

"So bad, it hurts Rey..."

The girl snatched. Not to make Reyhan afraid, it makes him even more anxious. "You said the world was narrow, right? where did you see it from?"

"Alma.."

Reyhan stopped playing his phone, then put the people's favorite flat object on the nightstand. Without a single bit of her body shifting. Now his fingers are cool down strands by strands of his wife's hair. Nayla was still curious.

"You still think?"

"Hu um..." Answer Nayla honestly.

Nayla still looked at the strange encounter her husband had with Alma earlier. If before Alma seemed very excited to tell him, different when after Reyhan came.

Alma is a little moody, especially when Nayla introduces Reyhan as her husband. The girl was reluctant to mince words with Nayla and preferred to leave for reasons that were hard to accept.

I go first, Brother Nay, it's so hot! Walking out while staring cynically at Reyhan.

What kind of reason is that?

"He's a customer at the bookstore.we're on the same campus." I Reyhan intend to calm his wife. "It's only natural that we know him.."

It wasn't that Reyhan deliberately wanted to lie about Alma putting her heart on him. Only, according to the man, what was the importance of telling such a thing to Nayla?

Reyhan doesn't want to make Nayla anxious. Reyhan is afraid his wife is doubting his loyalty. Reyhan, dare to swear by anything

Reyhan only put his heart on his wife, Nayla.

"But it seems, Alma likes you Rey..."

"Where are you from?" Ask.

"You saw it for yourself, didn't you?"

"I don't know..." Reyhan bent his back. Until now, his face managed to cut the distance with the face of the wife who was still above her thighs.

"Even if he likes me, I don't care. I just like Nayla. Especially..."

Cup

Reyhan stopped his sentence and kissed a glimpse of Nayla's lips that were still red. The sudden attack was far from Nayla's estimate.

"I just like Nayla..."