Reyhan, My husband
Two Spanking

"What am I lying to you, Satya?"

"That's why you see it through.!"

With trembling hands, Nina starts grabbing the laptop she had placed next to her to look back at the photos of Nayla and her husband. He again complied with Satya's will.

"After this, please have enough Satya. I don't want to know anything else about Nayla. Including life. I don't know..."

Whatever he was about to say, his sentence stopped the moment the last photo he opened.

"So say you don't know? Who is Nin?" Satya's voice echoed.

The photo Nina saw was a photo of herself in a cafe, with Reyhan the other day. The photo seemed to slap his denial today.

"Sat-yah.. I really don't know. That photo..."

"What?" Snorting sharply, Satya was really annoyed at his wife who still chose to keep her mouth shut. "Don't you think I'm stupid, Nin. Do you know who he is?"

"No. That photo, in-he let me know while waiting for your invitation. You want me to go out with Alma the other day?" Reply spontaneously.

Satya was silent. It was true that the other day his wife asked him for permission to go out with Alma. After that, I don't know what happened suddenly he asked Satya to pick him up.

"My stomach was a little cramped when I was about to walk out. Then he helped me. That's all." Defending himself, he continued his sentence.

"You don't believe me?"

The man looked away. He took a long breath.

"You're not lying to me anymore, are you? If you lie to me, I'll really be angry with you Nin."

"Some, why is it always Nayla, you think? I'm your wife."

The man stood up. Take off her clothes and put them back on. Without even answering Nina's question. His mood is bad.

His mind was confused because it was divided. Either you have to trust Nina, or you don't. The man was doubtful.

In addition, he could not calm down because there was another man beside Nayla.

"Satyaa.. Why is it always Nayla? Can't you forget about it ? If not me, please, at least forget about Nayla, for our son's sake.. Let Nayla seek her own happiness Satya"

Wrongfully.

Nina should just shut up and let go of what the man was going to do. It should be in his bad mood, the man should not be pressured. Nina is wrong, she is very guilty for having denied and pressured Satya in a bad situation like this.

"Satya, please...

I don't want my son to lose his father. I don't want him to grow up without a father. He's your flesh and blood too. Why didn't you ever think of that? Why?"

Sensing Nina's increasingly selfless attitude, Satya turned her head. Then the man bowed. Closer his face to the face of the wife who was still sitting in bed, with a blanket wrapped around her body. He whispered the words that made his wife's world collapse, instantly.

"Because of me, love Nay-la.."

The woman's cry broke. His heart is very sick.

"Five more months we're married, almost six months we're living together. And during that time I gave my heart and body to you willingly. Why is Nayla still in your heart Sat? Why?"

"Because love can't be forced on Nin. To me you are just a wife. And it shouldn't be, that body you're handing over to me?" He answered without any pity at all.

"Then, you know that love cannot be forced? Then why are you forcing Nayla's love for you. You should realize that your love is no longer for you, and don't force it.

Sat, please here I love you. Please just let go of Nayla.. I promise I'll replace him.."

Eh what? Replace Nayla?

"Cih, don't dream of you.! You are nothing compared to Nayla... You should be self-aware.."

In front of her, Nina was still as much as crying. His crying sounded so bitter. He rubbed his stomach. Hoping, the other life in there never heard anything his father said.

"Satya, I hate to admit this. But because of you, I'll say it."

He wiped away the water that soaked his face violently, even though he knew it was free. He stood down from his bed with a blanket still faithfully protecting his body.

He put his face on the husband's face. And he loudly said.

"I hate Nayla..."

Plaakk

Actually, he feels guilty. Feeling pain for what he just did. But according to him, Nina deserved the slap. That guilt just evaporates.

Grimacing in pain, Nina remained undaunted. Rubbing the blood in his mouth with one of his hands, he laughed insipidly.

"You think your slap can make me stop hating Nayla?"

No !

Wrongfully. Nina hates Nayla.

"You shouldn't have said that Nin, after what Nayla did for you..!" Hissing furiously, Satya uttered it in a calm voice.

"What did he do for me? Tease you? Take you from me? To haunt you every day until you can't forget it? Aye right? Is that what he did for me?"

Plakkc..

The second slap that was no less hard landed his perfect cheek on him. The pain that had not subsided, now Satya added more poison into it.

Without saying a word, the man walked out while carrying his laptop. He slammed the door of the room hard. Until the bang squealed Nina's ear.

He left Nina who had slumped helplessly where he was standing earlier. Ignoring Nina who was still dissolved in her tragic cry. The crying sounds so sad. I mourn his life like this.

Exorbitant.!

***

Other place..

With sleepiness that began to attack, she still faithfully waited for her husband to come home. Many times he yawned, many times it was also Nayla widening her eyes even more. He was determined to wait for Reyhan. Moreover, the man had already given word was on his way.

I don't know what, tonight he misses Reyhan a lot. She wanted to smell the scent of her husband's body. He wants to be spoiled, he wants to enjoy his time together, both.

His smile widened, when the sound of the car engine was faint he heard. She was sure it was her husband's car.

Nayla gets out of bed. He stood in front of the door with a brilliant face and sparkling eyes, to welcome Reyhan home.

Eh? For what?

Oh, my God, his chest is pounding.

The girl ran to Reyhan as the door of her room opened. She hugged her husband tightly. She enjoyed the fragrance of her husband's body, which was soothing.

"Why?" Tumben, play hugging gini.

"I miss." Banget.

Still in his place earlier, Reyhan returned the hug with no less tight. Although somewhat astonished, but the man was pleased. He feels needed. His tiredness today, just disappeared.

"What kangen? Night sports?"

Nayla looks up. His lips pursed in an angry cone when he found Reyhan teasing because of teasing him. Then she hit her husband's arm. "Ih Reyhan.."

"No papa, I miss you too. I'm sporting the same night as you.." God again.

The more his lips pursed, he turned. Letting go of his embrace, then he took over the bag that Reyhan was carrying. He walked to his usual place and left Reyhan laughing loudly behind the door.

"I'm not your kangem."

"Not dong.." The man followed his wife. In front of the closet, he hugged Nayla from behind. Then he drowned his face in the neck of the wife.

"Ambilin my towel please..." Spoiled talk.

Nayla's warm breath felt on her neck. Making him unconscious, his hair goosebumps kegelian.

His mouth was silent, as if all the words he was about to put out, were simply swallowed.

Nayla enjoys this, enjoying every light touch of her husband.

"I take a shower, wait for me... After that, I'll give up my body for you.." Said again.

The man bit his wife's back neck, before he finally took off his arms and immediately cleared himself.

Leaving Nayla with her red cheeks in front of the closet.