Reyhan, My husband
Dream Wedding

Reyhan pulls Nayla's body in a trap. Hugged his body with gentleness. Allowing Nayla's mind to wander around thinking about the eight children.

I don't know when they got this close.

Meanwhile, Reyhan instead smiled mockingly over Nayla's head.

"Thank you..."

Her sincere words while rubbing Nayla's back with her hands made Nayla sob again.

You're not the one to thank Reyhan. But me!

Reyhan was holding back his laughter. It feels so good to prank this girl.

"I think, in three days we have to get used to it like this, so it's good that from now on we're not training"

Reyhan teased Nayla.

Nayla hits Reyhan's arm slowly. Then try to escape from the man's embrace.

"Nay, let's live by forgetting the past.But can you try to be someone better after marriage?

Not for me, but for yourself, and for everyone you care about.

I won't care what your mass is because I'm not in it, the most important thing is how you are with me, which is from now on and into the future."

***

Nayla enters a cafe with a tired face. Seen from his reluctant lips smile and sluggish eyes that look lethargic.

Nayla chose a seat that was a bit away from the crowd. Waiting for two people who have had appointments since.

In her seat, Nayla thought about the incident.

Nayla is unsure if she can like Reyhan and her eight children in such a quick time. But Nayla was quite grateful, in the end she was able to obey the will of the Papa.

Although, Satya's name was still written thickly in her heart.

"Nay...."

The voice of the call resuscitates Nayla from her daydream. His gaze turned to meet Satya's eyes.

This guy's..

Nayla smiled sweetly with a slight nod of her head.

"Sit Satya..."

He let someone sit.

Undeniably, Nayla misses Satya a lot. It felt like she was hugging Satya tightly as a way of letting go of her longing.

"I miss you so much, Nay, you finally want to see me"

Satya, just like you, I miss you too.

Unfortunately Nayla was only able to say it in her heart.

While his body is still glued to the seat though. Nayla understood, she had to hold herself back.

"I'm sorry Nay..."

Satya said sincerely and sounded heartbreaking. Believe me, Nayla herself did not want to be in this situation.

His tightness made Nayla shed her precious tears. Again to cry for a jerk in front of him.

Nayla turned her eyes. He caught another figure waiting for him standing at the entrance.

He hesitates to step closer to Nayla and Satya.

"Missile..."

Call Nayla yell. Inevitably Nina had to join the two.

Nayla hugged Nina for a moment. Then he told Nina to sit next to him.

"I'm straight to the point, yeah.."

Satya listened with a huff.

"Satyas.. Thank you for two years that really make me happy." Nayla uttered in a choked voice.

"You know how I love you, but from now on

Please, forget whatever happened between us."

Tests

The tears were back free.

"You love me, don't you, Satya? That means you'll be happy if I'm happy, right?

I'm happy that you can make my best friend happy.

Satya. forgive me. Let's live well. There's an innocent baby waiting for you to welcome him."

It turns out it wasn't just him. But Nina, the woman had sobbed in her seat. Apparently he understood,

Nayla was more concerned with herself than her own feelings.

As for Satya, her flushed face held back her emotions.

What what is this an!

"Nin, whenever you're my best friend. Believe,

I bless you with all my heart."

Braaakkkkkkkkkkk

Satya stood up after she kicked the table in front of her. It made the two women shocked.

"Don't expect to go that easy on Nay"

***

WEDDINGS

Everyone's dream marriage is a marriage with someone who both love each other. Bound in sacred sacred bonds. And accompanied by a joint promise to live while.

Today, Reyhan has officially and religiously become the husband of a woman named Nayla.

A happy smile emanated from two middle-aged people who stood not far from the main stage of the bride and groom.

Nayla stood beside her husband with her right hand held in Reyhan's left hand.

Stand up gracefully and elegantly.

Natural beautiful makeup makes anyone bewitched with its charm. Amazed like a beautiful angel who transformed as a human being.

Nayla looks more and more perfect in a white wedding dress whose back is dangling very long. Her smile had been burning since the beginning of the event even though her heart was still enduring the pain.

In an instant he and Satya were completely over.

Happy congratulations have been heard hundreds of times from every person who walked shook his hand.

Not to lose. The good looks of a male bookstore owner that every woman craves emanate from the look on the face standing next to Nayla. His firm jaw with a sharp eye highlight added to the masculine aura. Reyhan is getting dashing with a white shirt plus a black suit matching the color of his pants and shoes.

Two compatible people.

Inside a very luxurious hotel building, the wedding was attended by all of Papa's co-workers and only a few of Nayla's friends

From the Reyhan Party, though,

The Papa was present after secretly receiving news from his son.

"I never thought, in the end your daughter actually married one of my sons."

"And I never thought that Reyhan was your son, Mr. Adma. It's worth it, he has such a polite attitude."

"Yes, may this be a good start to the continuation of our friendship."

***

"Rey, it's still a long time? My leg hurts"

Nayla whispered as she approached Reyhan's ear.

It has been an hour and more they both stand in front of welcoming guests who just want to congratulate.

Nayla's legs are already hurting. Want to immediately take off something that hit his leg.

"Sabaar yes..."

Reyhan said as he rubbed the back of Nayla's circular hand on her left arm.

Nayla just grimaced.

This guy's. I can be patient gini yaa...

"It hurts a lot, huh? Or you take a break.. Let me handle the guests..."

"Aren't you papa?" Nayla asked in disbelief.

How could Reyhan let me leave him here alone. What do they say later?

"Don't. There's no news anymore."

Reyhan only smiled in response to Nayla's attitude. Funny too..

Reyhan has prepared himself with the nature of Nayla that maybe for now he does not know.

Given the short time of their introduction.

Reyhan doesn't want to mess with the wedding. Therefore, he promised himself to always keep his family.

Their marriage was not based on love. Haven't....

Nayla's gaze was sidetracked when two women she knew very well were walking up to her.

"Congratulations Nay.. Oh my goodness, marriage is really you?"

Sari with her distinctive voice greeted Nayla after previously shaking hands with Reyhan.

Very handsome husband Nayla...Sari

Where did you meet her husband Nayla?... Nina

Sari hugged her best friend warmly on that happy day. Then whisper something in Nayla's ear.

"Satya mah passing"