Reyhan, My husband

Reyhan, My husband
The form of thanks


The day has changed. A few days ago, after that night she met Satya, Reyhan returned home.


Greeting and seeing the condition of his children who lately often he stayed.


How those kids miss Reyhan. His savior. Especially the little Naura, Janu and Afif.


Reyhan remembered, when he arrived at the parlour back then. Naura unceasingly asked the man to carry, even to sleep in Reyhan's arms. Even with Janu and Afif who always make a tantrum for the sake of seeking attention from his iron man figure. Who else if not, Reyhan?


Reyhan smiled and thanked me many times when he remembered that. Seeing her children still and always safe is peace in itself for Reyhan.


The cell phone on his desk shuddered his daydream. A private message came in and Reyhan opened soon.


Bima tells him that the house Reyhan bought outside the city is ready to be inhabited, along with his letters.


Reyhan. Taking his car keys and immediately heading to a place to meet someone after before, he sent a message to that person.


During the trip to a place, Reyhan only focus on the speed of the steering car that divides the dense city streets. In his mind, he just wanted to immediately solve all the problems and bring Nayla back.


Unknowingly, from behind there was another car that was following him.


***


Restaurant Sadewa.


Stepping slowly, the pregnant woman with an enlarged stomach approached Reyhan who was waiting for her.


Without further ado, Nina pulled up the chair in front of Reyhan, then landed her ass there. "Have you waited a long time, Rey?"


At a glance, Reyhan looked at Nina, then he nodded slowly. "Lumayan." Answer's relaxed. There was compassion in Reyhan's heart for the woman. Nina was pregnant, carrying a child in her stomach, but was treated badly by her husband. "You healthy? your baby?"


Nina was slightly moved by the man's question, until she subconsciously smiled faintly. He was even amazed at Reyhan's figure that looked firm and rigid, even though it was very soft inside. "Well done. These few days, Sari also visited me often."


The woman's hand waved at one of the restaurant waiters. Nina ordered fruit soup without pineapple.


Oiya, by the way since she was pregnant, Nina so rarely ate her favorite fried rice. Suddenly, he became nauseous even though he only smelled the aroma.


"Btw, the hotel is comfortable, and very quiet. Thanks, yes, for the help. This is your hotel?" Open the conversation while waiting for the order to come.


Reyhan shook his head while answering. "No. But I know this hotel, because it's Nayla's favorite hotel."


"Oh" answered briefly and nodded in understanding. Lucky to be Nayla.


The waiter came, ushering in Nina's order with her friendly smile before returning to duty. And quickly, Nina immediately devoured her fruit soup solemnly.


"Oiya Nin, here are the papers, letters and certificates of residence you want." Submitting proprietary books. "As you wish, home in the village, near the tea plantation right? Let's just say, it's from Nayla,


I did this because I knew you were my wife's best friend. And also this as a form of thank you for helping me and Nayla in this matter. Especially about that video. "


Oh, that video? Nina just remembered. What about Reyhan and Nayla's relationship after Nina submitted the video?


"Rey, you're with Nayla, all right?" Ask slowly, while putting pieces of melon complete with sauce into the mouth.


Reyhan raised his eyebrows before answering. "good. As you can see."


"How did you feel after seeing the video?" Asked again, as if not satisfied to hear Reyhan's answers are too general.


Hearing that question, Reyhan let out a wry laugh. Making Nina put her spoon back down, delaying her meal. Is something wrong?


If only, Nayla had not admitted it first, maybe Reyhan could not be this relaxed now.


In fact,


as bitter as any bad secret, if you know directly from the suspect will be sweeter than you should know from others.


"Good enough." Return to grab the spoon and resume his delayed activities.


There was a hint of disappointment in Nina hearing Reyhan's reply. But with the rest of her conscience, Nina tried to throw away those feelings.


"So, when did you occupy Nin's house?"


"Emm" Nina thought a little. "Later in the afternoon we can leave. Or not tomorrow either. why?"


"Sir papa. I can't stay here long. There's still business." Reyhan stood up, tidied up his clothes, and wanted to get to the hospital immediately.


"No papa. Thanks to Rey." Nina said sincerely. "Eh Rey, may I ask for Nayla's cell phone number.?"


"Make?"


"Yes, just exchange news. We haven't been in communication for a long time."


Reyhan seemed to be thinking seriously. Amankah's? Consider all the possibilities that occur.


But, maybe it doesn't matter, Nina is no longer with Satya. Eighty percent safe. "OKAY. But, please don't tell Nayla anything about the news out there. Especially with Nayla and her family."


Ha's? Nina surprised. "Nayla doesn't know at all, right? That news was trending on Rey's topic?"


"No. I purposely closed Nayla's cell phone to get there. I don't want him to worry about Nin. So, can you not?"


Once again Nina was silent. Feeling jealous of Nayla who always gets happiness by being surrounded by people who love her. And Nina?


"Okay, easy is mah."


"Well, I'll send Nayla's number to you." Reyhan immediately stepped in from there. But just two steps, he turned around. "You careful. May you stay there, and may your baby be healthy."


The heart of Nina. And a moment later a sweet smile was engraved on her lips. Long enough Nina dissolved in her daydream until she did not realize Reyhan had gone from there.


He also did not expect that he could be this happy just because it received a little attention. How happy is Nayla to be Reyhan's wife?


"Gosh" Nina hit her own head. Feeling sinful and very guilty to Nayla because she accidentally enjoys the small attention of Nayla's husband.


In fact, Reyhan did not consider the question as a form of attention at all. The man only, felt compassion for Nina who was one of his beloved wife's friends.


Sorry Nay's. Sorry.inner Nina.


Unbeknownst to him, from a few meters away where Nina was sitting, there was a man with a sneaky smile holding a mobile phone.


The words of the serfdom appeared from the man's mouth softly. Only he himself could hear it.


Along with all his plans to seize Nayla, it automatically rotates in his own brain.


"Welcome back Nay..." The man murmured softly and confidently, while watching Nina devour her food.