Reyhan, My husband
Heart Rate

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Day by noon. The heat of the sun began to feel hot through the curtains of a luxury apartment.

This apartment which is dominated by black and white colors that are not too broad indicates that the owner is a man. There is only one room in it which beside it there is a bathroom complete with facilities. A small kitchen without a bulkhead and a large ash and tivi guest sofa will immediately greet when we step into it.

Satya blinked opening her eyes slowly. His body feels very weak. Instantly she ran to the bathroom as she felt her stomach stirred...

Hueekk...

A thick white liquid came out from his mouth the effect of his drunkenness yesterday. He drank too much apparently, until he forgot what happened to him.

Satya stepped into the kitchen looking for something that could prop up her stomach.

"Ahh..why the sofa is a mess anyway" he muttered when he found the living room sofa is usually neat. His clothes and pants were scattered there. He also just realized that he only wears a boxer at this time.

Satya passed through her living room just like that towards the kitchen. The hunger made him walk a little faster. Fortunately there are many stocks of instant noodles to keep an emergency like this.

Satya turned on the water heater electrical appliance that was already available there. Unpack the instant noodles quickly and cook them until cooked. His hands are very good at doing it because it is a habit.

Krieigg.......

The incoming phone call made Satya realize that she forgot her phone from last night. Hunt him down to find where his cell phone is.

There's an incoming call from Nayla..

Halleooo.. Nay, what's wrong?

Satya, where are you? since yesterday I sent you a message you didn't reply.

I've called you many times, too. But you ignored him.

Now I'm on the nyari campus and you're on the cantin.. You don't exist either?

Satya massaged her forehead. Dizziness still spread in his head. Where the apartment is a mess. Hadehhh, Satya forgot what happened. Last time he remembered was with Nina.

Is that how much he drinks,? his inner.

The satyaa?

Nayla's voice across the street resuscitated Satya from her daydream.

You're all right, right?

Satya took a deep breath before answering Nayla's question.

Sorry Nay, but I'm a little unwell. Trus went straight to sleep.

This morning, the wake was also bad. So don't go to college...

Absenn hehe

You sick? You're not papa, are you?

I'll go back to college to your apartment, right?

Mayh dong Darling.. There you I must be cured..

Satya replied with a smile on her lips. Nayla, the woman she loves so much, looks so caring, doesn't she?

It was not only Nay who felt Satya loved him so much, but also Satya. All of Nayla's sweet and spoiled attitude makes Satya feel needed by her woman.

Yaudah, see you later Satya, I'm relieved that you're okay..

Muaaahh

Tut's..

The long-distance kiss ended their phone call. Again Nayla shamelessly shows that she loves Satya very much. It was as if he had forgotten, that he had already lost the blessing of papa Nayla.

Satya dissolved in her happiness until it did not feel like instant noodles had been devoured.

Meanwhile, at the same time, Nayla sipped half of the orange juice. Accompanied by Sari who sat beside her.

The school canteen is very crowded especially during breaks like this. But Nayla felt lonely because this time she was only alone with Sari.

"Nina why don't you come with us to the cantines?" Nayla asked Sari without turning her eyes to her beloved phone.

Her thumb touching the screen swiped up and down looking at the short duration videos that appeared on her instagram feed.

"Said the errand that I took to his house he has not finished. forgetfulness times..."

Sari replied with her hands busy putting food into her mouth.

"Maklum, yesterday when I drove home did not meet directly with him, the meeting was even the same alma.. "

Nayla did not answer. Just nodding his head in understanding. His eyes are still looking at the phone screen.

Her smile when she knew her followers increased after she had just uploaded a photo of herself dressed thinly with Korean-style makeup.

Not only that, the various comments that mostly praised her beauty made her smile widen.

Today is not so bright. The sun slightly lowered its light. Though it was only two in the afternoon but like late afternoon because the sky was cloudy.

Like the look on Nina's face, which does not show the usual look.

Nayla, Sari, and Nina walk through the campus halls towards the exit gate.

"Where are you going Nay, pretentious and dandy again..." Sari when she found Nayla opened her favorite mirror box. Though the three of them walk again but Nayla still had time to polish her face with a little makeup and do not forget the lipgloss red brick that scratched thin lips.

"I'm going to Satya's apartment, she said she's not feeling well anymore.."

Reply Nayla without stopping her makeup activities. His hands were still busy holding the mirror and playing his tools cunningly.

"Ohuukkkkk..."

"Why Nin?" Sari asked as Nina suddenly choked after hearing Nayla's words.

"Eh no papa kok. I want to cepet nyampek house trus tambahan. It's so tired..."

Nina replied a little clumsy.

That's not the real reason. Nina felt her heart ache a little when she remembered what had happened. It hurt Satya's heart without Nayla knowing. Something that made Satya lose control of herself. And subconsciously, making satya hurt Nina as well.

Temporary lenggang. They walked together until they passed through the gate. It was seen Nina and Sari entering a car that was none other than Nina's car with a driver who was ready to wait for her earlier. Sari was going to Nina's house today.

While Nayla also entered the taxi that had been booked.

In the taxi, Nayla unceasingly looked at her face in the mirror. Ensuring correctly that she is beautiful and ready to meet Satya.

A feeling of happiness filled his heart space.

I don't know, today Nayla feels very excited to meet her lover.

"Stop bragging in the meatballs first sir..."

He said to the driver when his eyes caught a meatball stall not far from Satya's apartment and was followed by a nod of the head by the driver as a sign of understanding.

Nayla buys three packs of meatballs she used to eat with Satya. That's his favorite meatball. One portion for her and two portions for Satya.

Nayla smiles when she remembers Satya who always runs out of two servings in one meal in this meatball stall.

That's as good as that, huh? hyah

A few minutes later, Nayla arrived at Satya. As usual, Nayla just walked in because her fingerprints were registered on the door of her apartment.

Nayla swerved in and out looking for Satya's whereabouts but her nose shaft was nowhere to be seen.

Only the bathroom door was closed and there was a splashing sound of water from inside.

"Satya must be taking a bath..."

Nayla breezed into the kitchen, took two bowls and prepared the meatballs she had just bought.

Suddenly, a burly hand hugged him from behind.

The hug feels warm even though it is slightly wet with water that has not been completely dry.

"Satya..." Nayla smiles. Feel the comfort that permeates every part of his body.

"Don't do this...." The hand moved to hold Satya's hand and tried to slowly break away.

"Later kebablasann..." He said he was twitching his lower lip because honestly Nayla was so embarrassed.

"Just a minute, Nay..." Satya replied with increasingly tightening her embrace. His voice was very calm in Nayla's ear.

"I miss you...." His whisper is near Nayla's ear. Make Nayla's fur stand up. Amusedly...

"Some will not be obscure....." Say Satya while twisting Nayla's body. Make Nayla and herself face to face.

"Unless you ask..." He pinched the tip of Nayla's nose.

Nayla's biting her lower lip. His face was red withstanding shame. Similar to boiled crab.

"Not funny to know..." He answered when he saw clearly Satya's face that was holding back his laughter. So obnoxious.

But...

I swear by what. Nayla gulps down her saliva. This was the first time she had consciously seen Satya bare-chested with just a towel wrapped under her navel.

His hands were thick, and there was bread torn in his stomach.

Plus his body that was a little wet after the shower made Nayla's dirty brain wander back to the events at the Nuansa Hotel.

"Shame huh? Here I hug. Just hide your embarrassed face in my face..." Said Satya while suddenly grabbing the head of Nayla to be buried in her chest.

Nayla's left cheek was directly in contact with Satya's still-wet field chest. Again Nayla's dirty mind wandered.

Nayla was happy this time. Hearing directly the heartbeat of the man he loved was this close and without the slightest barrier.

Moreover, Satya's outstretched hand tightened the hug by pressing on Nayla's back.

"Let time stop for a moment..."

"I'm. I'm afraid Nay will lose you..."