Reyhan, My husband
Classic Semi Modern

"Let's stop by my house first huh...I'd like to know the kids if you're the new mama.."

Reyhan chuckled.

Teasing Nayla is her new hobby at the moment. I don't know since when he started liking his wife's sullen face.

No problem either, right? Nayla is already her SAH wife.

From this she wanted to build a strong feeling and a harmonious household for the future.

It's almost noon. Nayla had packed up to go home and left the hotel with the cursed bathroom. It was accompanied by a voice coming out of Reyhan's mouth and sounded very annoying. Like those.

His hands were busy combing his hair that had begun to dry in front of a mirror.

After that he polished his thin face with baby powder and nude colored lipstick to add a natural impression.

His face was irritated. Reyhan had been teasing her since this morning.

But for some reason, Nayla could not keep the feeling of resentment for too long with her husband.

While Reyhan, he was still sitting on his phone playing on the bed. Even though he was ready to check out of that hotel. Reyhan waits for Nayla while exchanging news with Jeni and Mbak Nana about the condition of her children at home through a short message.

Do you know any more girls and get ready? Left behind from college also kelar until getting a bachelor's degree. Hehe

A faint smile emanated as she found out her children were in a fine state.

"Say, the kids can't wait to see their new mom"

Reyhan cried with a glance at Nayla. Reyhan was enjoying his wife's upset face.

Looks very adorable.

Although Nayla did not want to answer him, Reyhan knew Nayla was secretly grumbling in her heart.

"Nay, if my husband says it, it's answered" Reyhan chuckled.

"You're this. Why do you like teasing me so much"

Nayla smashed her lips. It made Reyhan laugh out loud.

"I'm not teasing you, but the kids are meeting their new mama"

Reyhan cried out with ease.

Sitting on the bed with a blanket still covering her legs makes Reyhan feel comfortable.

Try, when else does he enjoy his downtime like this?

Nayla let out a long sigh of reluctance to answer again the debate of her husband. Choose to continue his activities in tidying up the hair.

As usual, she tied the hair of her favorite ponytail model.

Seeing that, Reyhan immediately moved from where he approached Nayla.

She plays Nayla's hair in front of the mirror. With a frown featuring an expression that is difficult to guess.

"Did you like a hairdo tied up like this?"

Reyhan looked at Nayla's pretty face from the mirror reflection. Their beads meet when Nayla also sees Reyhan being dismin.

Thinking moment. How about telling Nayla that she really doesn't like to see Nayla with her neck open like that?

Recently they got married, and Reyhan did not want to look like organizing.

"Do you think a hair tie like this makes you prettier?"

Reyhan murmured while twisting the ends of Nayla's hair.

"Why are you? Usually this too. Why so chatty?"

Nayla was upset.

Reyhan gently rubbed the top of Nayla's head and brought her lips closer to Nayla's ears.

Then he whispered something.

"I have refrained from being rude to my own wife. I'm not the one who teases you. But your neck that opens and looks like this is what teases me.

You have to remember, I'm a normal guy"

Smelling the scent of Nayla's body on her neck at a glance before moving on to grab a drink while chuckling.

"Be careful of me. The sleeping tiger will wake up if there's meat in front of it."

***

Nayla's car stopped right in a yard that wasn't too wide.

In terms of Nayla's first sight, Reyhan's house is far no nicer than her Papa's.

This house is too simple. Far from fancy words.

Then how can Reyhan live this long with his children?

Anyway papa why the hell, why should an ordinary man like this who he chose for Nayla? Jeezoo. Nayla

It wasn't Reyhan who couldn't make a better home. It's just that Reyhan was more focused on his function than just thinking about the model.

The house is not just itself occupying. There are many poor children who get the warmth of family and shelter in it.

Jeni, Angga, Roni, Rista, Afif, Janu, Candra and Naura.

Their smiles were the encouragement of Reyhan in his difficult times.

"Ayoo down"

Reyhan cried while trying to unbind the seat belt.

"That's really your house?"

Not moving from his seat. Nayla still felt inexhaustible with the man beside her. Papa's choice man.

He's so simple. It is very different from Satya.

Satyaa... What is she doing now?

"Why? Ayooo hurry down.!!"

Help Nayla untie her safety rope. Reyhan knows what's on Nayla's mind. He just smiled faintly in response to it.

Nayla gets out of the car and walks beside Reyhan lazily. I don't know what foreign feelings he had.

He was shocked when a burly hand holding him led him to walk together towards the house.

"Don't look outside. You don't know the warmth that's created inside."

The house, actually, is not too bad. Simple and deliberately made semi-classical modern models.

It's just, Nayla is used to living in a luxurious house like a palace. Hence, she felt alien to her husband's house.

"Rey, after we get married we'll stay at Papa's, right?"

Reyhan refused to answer. He turned the door and opened it.

He walked in a few steps until he stood at the door of his room.

"This is our room"

Haa?

This is seriously his room up ahead like this. If the room in front of the trus where the living room dong?

It's weird, right?

"Serious room in front of this Rey?"

Reyhan did not have time to answer a woman older than him approached and greeted them.

"Eh, Rey is home? Is this to his wife? Pretty fuckin..."

Who else is this?

Why call him Mas? Is she older than Reyhan? He may not be his sister, right?

Nayla smiled clumsyly.

"Oh yeah, I know Reyhan's wife, her name is Nayla."

Reyhan smiled sweetly at Nayla. His charm again forced Nayla to admire him even if it was only a few seconds.

Nayla just smiled in response. His hands extended forward to introduce themselves...

"Mayela ..."

"Call me Nana...."

The woman named Mbak Nana returned Nayla's hand. As a sign of their introduction.

"Don't hesitate to ask for help mbak Nana yes if Mbak Nayla needs help here."

"Thank you...." Nayla replied politely.

"Oiyaaa ma'am, are the children home?" Ask Reyhan.

"The Angga's entourage has not yet.. Maybe in a minute....."

Ma'am Nana replied glancing at the wall clock.

"Yaudah, later if they have come home please tell me to gather at the place to eat.. Nih Mama Baru would not ask acquaintances.all of us have lunch together.

Now her new mom wants a break."

Reyhan cried while blinking one eye.

Smiling smirked as she looked at Nayla's face which was somehow difficult to pin down.

Nana's laughter broke. Responding to his boss's frown.

"Mas Reyhan there's nothing..."