Reyhan, My husband
A Confession

"I'll finish it now."

Nayla's determination is unanimous considering her wedding which will take place two days later.

In agreement with the mother. The one month Mama Riana had given him was over. And Nayla has to take care of it now.

Again, he walked into the mirror. Make sure her makeup is not too flashy.

With walnut-colored clothes with small lotus flower patterns. Plus long black jeans attached perfectly to his legs add to his confidence up.

Her hair was allowed to fall down with ends that were deliberately made wavy. Adding a feminine impression to her.

Yep. The first thing he'll do is meet Reyhan as promised in the city lake. Saying what she should have told her future husband.

And of course, be prepared with all the possibilities that will happen.

Despite the humiliation he would receive later. But Nayla was already fully prepared to accept the risk.

The next thing, he had already made an appointment to meet with Satya and Nina at once.

Nayla will release Satya for Nina.

Apologizing to Satya that they cannot return.

He's boarding his car. Driving at medium speed.

Split the bustling city road with noise towards the city lake.

"Rey..have you waited a long time?"

He asked when approaching a man sitting alone not far from where he parked his car.

Replied a polite nod and a thin smile that was so dazzling. Nayla is hypnotized.

Reyhan thrust a cup containing mango juice that he deliberately bought earlier.

"Ah thanks"

Nayla said sincerely. Nayla grabbed her drink, and started drinking it

"To the point, Rey,

I've been thinking about it,"

He said hesitantly.

Basic.he said he had thought carefully. Why does he still doubt that?

"I know you can't back off now. But there's another way if you can't accept my condition."

Reyhan listened carefully. Every now and then he caught a worried face stroke appearing just like that on the pretty face of the girl in front of him. His eyes were red-glazed. Like she was holding back her crying.

"Rey. i..." Nayla said hesitantly. Her tears fell again. Nayla was so embarrassed. Really am.

Puss before he said his words.

In a hurry Nayla rubbed it. He cursed in the heart.

Oh gosh... Stop sliding free from my bead hi my fucking tears. didn't I hold you tight just now?

"Please yourself, I'm not forcing you"

Reyhan said for the first time since Nayla sat down.

He felt sorry for the girl in front of him.

Without realizing it, Reyhan's hand pulled Nayla's head and buried it in her field.

Let Nayla cry all over there.

Reyhan knows a lot about Nayla. About his girlfriend, and who his best friend is.

Don't ask from whom.

Even Reyhan knows, how he is related to his girlfriend at this time.

"Nay, forget what you're going to say."

His words made Nayla raise her head.

"Eh sorry.."

Nayla immediately distanced her head from Reyhan's body when she realized she was comfortable in the embrace. Reyhan's clothes were wet with tears.

Makes her face red. Shame himself.

Nayla pulled out her phone. Trying to get rid of his awkwardness.

Type a statement without sending it to anyone.

A statement that contains a confession.

Next he gave Reyhan his phone and let the man read it.

His face suddenly turned pale looking at the reaction Reyhan was displaying.

It looks like the man is wrinkling his forehead. Staring alternately towards Nayla and to the cellphone he held.

Eyebrows raised. Like trying to digest what Nayla conveyed through her phone.

"You're serious.?"

Nayla lowered her face. There was no guts to be with Reyhan's eyes. The man who is two days away will be her husband.

Slowly he nodded his head justifying what Reyhan had in mind.

How embarrassing is this, right?

Reyhan asked with his ambiguity that still could not master his emotions.

This beautiful girl in front of him? Is she not a good girl?

Reyhan has been interested in her since that first meeting.

Nayla lowered her face. The crying that had soaked his cheeks was now increasingly flowing. He regretted everything.

But the rice has become porridge.

If only there was a chance, Nayla wanted to make the porridge special.

But does he deserve it?

There are still many things Nayla wants to say. But it felt like he had no more courage when he saw Reyhan's hand rub his face in frustration.

Arhhh

Reyhan tried to regulate his breathing again while muttering.

Why should I feel disappointed?

"Nay.. Sorry"

Deg

Nayla's heart stopped beating. Right guess?

Where is there a man who would accept another former man.?

His entire body was squeezing like no bones were being broken. A sense of tightness slammed into his chest.

Nayla wanted to move pleading and kneel down. At least beg not to let her mom and dad know.

"Why are you still crying? Did I apologize already?

I scared you, yeah"

Nayla opened her eyes when a touch felt in her hand. And yes, the man is now holding his hand.

Then Nay raised his head. A smile full of charm Nayla caught radiated from Reyhan's handsome face.

Although the streak of disappointment was not able to one hundred percent he hid.

"I appreciate your honesty"

His words again made Nayla feel even more confused herself.

So, did he accept me?

"But I want to be honest with you, too, Nay..."

He said casually which was able to make Nayla even more confused.

Nayla blinked her eyes many times. Still can't believe if the man accepts his past.

"I have eight children"

Nayla's eyes were perfectly rounded accompanied by a cry that suddenly subsided. He closed his open mouth.

What an astonishing reality.

Eight kids?

Nayla nodded in disbelief. Where possible?

Look, the man looks very young. How could he have had eight children?

"Why? You're so surprised?"

"How could Rey? You're not so old..." Nayla answered with her raucous voice.

"Why indeed?" Ask Reyhan again.

Nayla was silent. There is no right answer to Reyhan's question.

I haven't even thought about how to take care of a child.. Then all of a sudden I'm gonna have an eight-child stepson?

No. no...

Nayla muttered while shaking her head. The selfish soul is possessing him now.

"So, do you accept my honesty as much as I accept your honesty?"

Nayla opened her mouth wide. What kind of celebration is that?

Ah but. right too.

I with my flaws so fatal does it still have the pride to reject it?

Remember your wedding is two days away.

Nayla took a deep breath. Trying to come to terms with his mood that still did not accept that reality.

Until finally Nayla nodded her head in agreement. Fuck his eight kids. His father wants to accept me, what's the problem? At least Nayla did this for papa.

Despite having eight children, Reyhan still looks handsome, right.?

No one would have expected Reyhan to have eight children.!!

Maybe his kids are bad boys..

Look, his father is so polite!!