Reyhan, My husband
Flashdisc

"We're going to Hong Kong now!"

The crushing verdict that came out of her husband's mouth, as if Nayla could not argue.

Since the incident in front of the pecel rice stall, Reyhan decided to go home. Go straight to his room and prepare some important necessities and put them in his suitcase. Until this afternoon, without saying anything to Nayla, other than soothing words.

"But Rey, shouldn't it be tomorrow?"

"Here you go, do you?" The decision that the man had thought carefully about in the car. Or, he will see Nayla who is increasingly depressed by Satya's next act, which Reyhan can guess.

Reyhan's cell phone ringer for the umpteenth time rang, stopping Nayla's intentions who still wanted to argue.

The man glanced at Nayla for a moment after looking at her phone screen.

"So, I'll pick up the phone first."

Nayla squinted her eyes suspiciously in line with her husband's steps. Who called the man, to the point that Reyhan had to walk a little away just to pick him up.

And not long after, just a few minutes, Reyhan has returned. "You go to the airport first yes, drive papa, wait for me there."

The woman gawked. "Well, where are you going?"

"I have a little business, I'll take a cab."

"I'm following you how?"

Reyhan smiled.. He approached Nayla who was ready with her suitcase. "No, just for a second."

The girl's head was rubbed with love. Then Reyhan kissed Nayla.

"Jude," Pasrah. Nayla hugs her husband's body. The body that always gives the most comfortable place for complaints and all problems. A body that becomes a shield, from all dangers that are ready to attack his mind. "Thank you, yeah,"

Reyhan smiled, and returned the embrace no less tightly. Again, Reyhan landed his kiss many times on the top of Nayla's head, until the girl felt amused as Reyhan's hand moved around her waist.

"Rey.." Commemorations.

"Hehe, yasudah," took off his embrace. "It's been waiting for Mr. Damar."

The man carried two suitcases out of the room. Put it in a prepared car. Previously, he had also said goodbye to his father and mother.

In addition to the red car that will take Nayla, there is also a taxi car that is ready to take Reyhan away.

"Sir Dam, later if I have not visited the airport, wait for Nayla first yes sir there."

"Yes mas, ready" The glass door closed.The car drove at a speed that was leaving Nayla's house.

So did Reyhan, who immediately got into a taxi, and headed somewhere.

"Where are you going?" Ask the taxi driver.

"Caffe Bintanni"

***

Caffe Bintanni

Nina waited with fretful feelings since then. Because, she did not ask permission at all when her husband decided to leave the apartment. Moreover, with a flash he brought.

Actually, the problem was not about the flash, but the contents.

Before he was in this place, he cleaned the only room in Satya's apartment. The room he occupied with the man every night.

Till, until,

he accidentally found a black box.

Dusty, and worn out. Hidden under the bed.

Curiously, he dared to open it without slowly.

At first, the woman was happy to see the contents. All photos of Satya and Nayla. It's so messy in it.

Nina thought, even though Satya was still acting as she wanted to, at least the man appreciated Nina as his wife, by keeping the photos of her and Nayla together in a hidden place. Not even blatantly put it on the table.

Then, the feeling of pleasure changed when he found a flash.

Tau, what's it about?

Oh, shocking.

"Why is it so long?" His grunts as a man approached him.

Reyhan sighed. He pulled out a chair facing Nina, to land her body there. "I don't have much time, just get to the point."

"You didn't order a drink first?"

"No" Reyhan replied with a headband.

Nina took a small object from inside her bag. With one finger, he shifted the object in front of Reyhan. "More.."

A flashdisk?

Suddenly, the man squinted one of his eyes.

"You'll be surprised by the content." As if understanding Reyhan's reaction, Nina first said. "But..."

Reyhan took the flash. "But what?"

Reyhan's jaw hardened on hearing that remark. Words that he thought were unworthy came out of Nina's mouth. What makes Reyhan doubt Nayla?

"You mean?"

Nina flicked her hand. "Already, how the usefulness of the contents of the flash, depending on how you look. What is clear, it will help you in preparing a plan to deal with the chaos that Satya will create. I guarantee you."

Alright, then,

Reyhan understood, and accepted the flash.

"Then I go home." Pamit Nina while moving. "Please, keep your wife away from my husband."

"Wait..."

"What else? you said you didn't have much time, did you? There, you go too, Rey..."

While looking at his watch, Reyhan said. "Satya.., she already knows that I'm Nayla's husband.."

"What?"

Bummer. The girl sat back down. "Oh my God, how can that be?"

"I told him"

"Damn it" That instant, Nina swore loudly.

Oh, how's my rice after this?

The lifeblood,

Wedding nassies,

And, nasip the child in the womb.

"I'm sorry. I was forced because your husband was already bothering Nayla. But, you don't worry." The man handed him a business card, and handed it to Nina. "Call the guy, if you need any help."

"You think, that way it's all done?"

Again, Reyhan looked at the watch on his left wrist. "At least, things could be better when you contact him. Moreover, your safety."

Reyhan stood up, and he had to leave right now or miss the flight. "Sorry, I have to go.."

"Rey.."

Without looking again, Reyhan came out of the caffe at a quick pace. There are only twenty minutes left to reach the airport.

"Richa.... Fucking hell!"

Nina stood up, stomping her legs irritated,

Husband and wife are the same,

the wife is nervouselan, uh her husband doesn't know himself. It's helped too.

The woman took the business card Reyhan gave her. His eyes widened as Nina read, the name and position listed there.

Bima Sedayu Mahen

General Media Tech President Director. Group

GMT Group's?

Then, his eyes again looked at the door where Reyhan came out earlier, muttering softly. "Who is he?"

Without realizing it, there was someone who followed him, and noticed him at a different table, with a cell phone in his right hand.

***

"Not missed the flight, right?" Grimacing without sin. "Thank you, Mr. Dam, you've been waiting for Nayla.."

"Oh yes, if you'll excuse me.. I want to do it, sir."

"Yes sir, please.." Nayla represents.

"Mas Reyhan is with Non Nayla, be careful there.."

The couple nodded simultaneously. And after the departure of Mr. Damar as the personal driver of papa Zeko, Reyhan again get a sharp plot from his wife.

"For a long time, where the hell?" Puckered his lips. Cute in Reyhan's eyes.

"Nih" Shows a flash. "Something important just now.."

Oh, it's so funny Nayla with her pursed lips.

He's getting mad. Perhaps he felt as fierce as the anger of a lion. Unfortunately, in Reyhan's eyes, Nayla's anger is like a Persian cat's ferociousness.

Where are the serems.? Instead Reyhan wanted to pinch the squash of the cat's cheek. And unknowingly, Reyhan had already done it.

"Reyhaan, sick.." Nayla did not accept, her hand rubbed the cheeks of Reyhan's former pinch.

"Sorry, if your anger is funny. Gemes" Still smiling without sin. His hand grabbed two suitcases at once, Nayla's large suitcase, and a small suitcase filled with her belongings. "Yaudah yuk, I'll miss the plane."

***

Hay, good night 🙄 no one's nyariin anyway?