Reyhan, My husband
Hellfire

Once again Nayla noticed his appearance in front of the mirror. Black jeans are attached perfectly and cover all his legs, combined with a cream-colored shirt with a three-quarters stripe pattern makes him smile satisfied. Simple but charming appearance.

"Rey Ayoo.." Invite him while holding a black rope bag, in line with his pants.

The man sitting there stood up. This time, Reyhan was also fascinated by Nayla's appearance.

"What a beauty my wife. Where the hell are you going?" Pinched Nayla's nose.

"Will you go to the doctor?" Singing lips.

"Yes, come.. Don't go forward with Nay's lips.. Not going to the doctor, not even going to bed.."

The girl rolled her eyes. "Reyhan.it.."

He hit her husband's arm.

The man chuckled. While following the steps of the wife who walked quickly out of the house by stomping her feet.

"It's so pretty..." Every day is always beautiful.

Without Reyhan realizing it, his praise made Nayla's cheeks blush red like a boiled crab.

***

"Overall, Nayla's mother's body condition is good." It was clearly a doctor who had just examined Nayla. After Nayla had been lying on her back in bed for the examination, she was now sitting in front of the doctor's desk chair to receive an explanation. A smile full of relief expands perfectly on that cheek.

"Only, it looks like your uterus has had an infection due to taking certain drugs."

Degs..

Nayla's forehead is wrinkled. Reyhan was surprised.

Reyhan could feel as his fingers squeezed Nayla firmly under the table. Just such an explanation alone had already made cold sweat come out of Nayla's body.

Reyhan clasped his wife's fingers again as Nayla began to let go of the squeeze, while the other hand he used to grab her shoulders.

"Is that dangerous, doc?" Tanya Reyhan represents his wife.

"I'm sorry before, did Nayla's mother ever use stimulants during sex?"

"Stimulating drug? What medicine is doc?" Nayla asked confusedly.

Ah right, Nayla is not an expert woman in that sort of thing. During this time, his relationship with the husband only follows a woman's scientific instinct for a man's tenderness.

"Yes, the stimulant drug is a kind of female libido generating supplement that claims to be able to improve vag*na lubrication, increase blood flow to vag*na for increased sensitivity, while also multiplying the intensity and frequency of ******* when having sex. In other words, a drug that can increase a woman's appetite in conjugal relations."

The two couples sat at each other before the doctor explained.

"Actually the use of stimulant drugs is not so dangerous, as long as the drug chosen is appropriate according to BPOM standards, and taken in appropriate doses. It's just that, maybe the condition of Nayla's mother's uterus is less strong, which eventually makes her condition sensitive to the drug. Until I have an infection."

Instantly Nayla's body felt limp, her bones as melted and shredded. And his breath was cut off. The next second Nayla looked at Reyhan with a question mark.

"So, did Nayla's mother ever drink it?"

Again, Nayla looked at Reyhan more deeply. He felt that he had never touched such a medicine at all. Then, who secretly gave him such an cursed medicine? Besides,... Reyhan.

As if understanding with the questionable gaze of the woman he currently loves most, Reyhan immediately answered the doctor's question. "I don't think my wife ever took it, and I never gave her that kind of medicine either.."

And the man looked back at Nayla. "Trust me, I never did that to you.." Never mind giving it to you in secret, I never even touched it at all.

Reyhan again stroked the top of Nayla's head as the exquisite black eye bead glazed over. Her heart was in pain, when Nayla was hurt like this.

"Look, you better talk about this at home. For the prevention of infections in the future, I will prescribe vitamins. For healing as well as the recovery of the condition of his womb."

What if Reyhan secretly gave her the medicine?

Nayla was afraid, afraid even more disappointed than this.

"Okay doc, thank you in advance. later I will take the medicine." Better discussed next time, because at this time, Nayla definitely has not been able to accept.

"Come back in two weeks."

"Nice doc.."

Reyhan held Nayla's hand while she was out of the hospital. Even in the car, the man began to show his possessive attitude to the wife.

In addition to the focus of driving his car, the left hand he uses to hold tightly Nayla's right hand and occasionally kiss her. Although still, Nayla was staring blankly out the window.

Until we get back home.

Even though the man was one hundred percent sure that he was not the one who gave the hellfire medicine to his wife, he was still afraid that Nayla would accuse him. Reyhan is afraid that the consequences of being too surprised by this situation make Nayla unable to think clearly and even blame Reyhan.

Especially when his sharp eyes back to meet with black eyes that currently look cute, making Reyhan can not be too hard to force Nayla to believe it, before he brings irrefutable evidence.

"I'm sorry.."

The tears that fell on his wife's cheeks. Then get that forehead. "I'm sorry, I'm still lacking the maximum in taking care of you.."

***

Since after checking in this morning, the black woman locked herself in the room. Spend time sitting on the couch looking at the television.

Nope.

It is not the person who sees the television, it is the television that sees it.

The woman was a lot of dream. His face also looked gloomy. Occasionally he stood in front of a glass wall that displayed a view of the city center, staring outwards with his empty gaze.

"Eat first, after that ayoo taken vitamins..."

Nayla. Getting the husband who carried a tray containing his lunch to the sofa made him turn back his eyes to see the downtown view. The woman is still shaking.

"You don't trust me?"

He felt her arms hugging him from behind. The man also drowned his face scratched at Nayla's neck.

"At least speak up, how long will you keep me quiet like this?"

Nayla's chest feels tight. The stinginess of the dead when Reyhan said that word. Actually, Nayla is also not sure if Reyhan did that. But besides Reyhan, who else?

The satya? that's not possible. The incident with him has been too long.

As if not strong, the girl sobbed and cried again. Making it from behind, Reyhan further tightened his embrace.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry Nayla. Even if I'm not the one who did that, but I'm sorry for the pain and disappointment you're feeling."

Nayla turned. Then he returned the embrace of the husband with no less tight. He could not help but avoid that right now he also needed Reyhan. The issue is getting louder sounds rosy. Nayla shed all her tears, disappointment and pain in her husband's arms.

"I hope it's not you, Reyhan, instead of someone else doing it, I'm more afraid that you're a suspect..

I trusted you so much that I couldn't help it if you let me down with something like this.." He said while still hugging Reyhan tightly.

"Trust me Nayla. ah if trusting me is still so difficult.at least, don't accuse me..." Reyhan took off his embrace, then kissed Nayla's lips at a glance.

"I love you, now, eat.."