Reyhan, My husband
New Cars

For a moment, the breath Nayla breathed felt extremely tight. Like choking in every pull he does.

A feeling of rage approached the recesses of his soul. Nayla herself did not know what was underlying her anxiety.

Pacing back and forth behind the bedroom door, his eyes occasionally glanced at the clock at the end of the wall. Anxiety can disturb the calmness of her heart when it was night and her husband went nowhere without news.

Kok Reyhan hasn't come home yet..!

Nayla took the device out of her pants pocket. Again, hoping that her husband would pick up the call that I knew how many times. But no, Reyhan still did not answer.

Her tears melted without being prevented. Guilt approaches him along with fear that threatens his relationship with Reyhan.

Reyhan where? Is he mad because I'm walking with Satya? But kan....Reyhan doesn't know

Ahh, why am I nangisin Reyhan?

Ceklee....

The door opened and Reyhan stood there with a perfect smile.

Nayla who had been waiting, hugged her husband tightly. Sobbing in the arms while shedding his fear.

"Nay, why?"

Reyhan returned his wife's embrace with one hand. As for the other hand, he used to slowly close the door.

Afraid that anyone would see their affection, hihi

"I'm sorry Rey.. I, ngaku wrong, because it's too presumptuous both the same way, Satya, but right..."

"Oh, so you were cheating?" Reyhan asked relaxed. But it actually makes Nayla tighten her embrace even more.

"No Rey, I swear.hikss..don't get me wrong..."

Nayla is sobbing in her husband's arms. While Reyhan, chuckled amusedly. His delinquent ideal begins to appear to prank Nayla. But the feeling of love, as if not bear to see the princess crying a mouthful.

And with this incident anyway, Reyhan was getting convinced. Little by little his name will be engraved perfectly in the heart of Nayla.

But still, even though Reyhan was happy, he also had to control his expectations in order not to get too high.

Because, isn't it, the disappointment of being hurt is due to her own expectations being too high right?

"Nay, honey.... Don't cry...

I'm sorry about you"

"Really?"

Said the girl with sparkling eyes. Reminds Reyhan to the figure of Naura when getting a lollipop robbed at the shop next door.

"But you must be punished..."

Reyhan took off Nayla's embrace and walked towards the bed. A thin grin appeared on her lips without her being able to prevent it.

"Here you are..."

Nayla according. He who was already feeling guilty, would not want to resign to receive punishment from Reyhan. What he himself did not know, what kind of punishment he would receive.

Cup

"Before receiving your punishment, I want to make you happy first. Because maybe, this punishment hurts..."

"Rey, he said he forgave.."

Nayla's face was pale. He who incidentally did not know the ins and outs of Reyhan fully even think of things beyond reason. Like the KDRT for example. Ih, amit-amit

"I have something for you... Taraa..."

A car key that Nayla knew belonged to the mer**des benz brand hanging right in front of Nayla's face. Nayla frowned confusedly. His eyes narrowed as if looking for his own keyakiyan.

Whatisthis? Did Reyhan buy me a car? But does he have money?

"Hey, why bother... You don't like it?"

"What the hell does Rey mean? you bought me a car?" Nayla asked confusedly.

"May I curse? Stupidhead! "

Reyhan flicked Nayla's forehead hard. Success makes the beautiful gadia scream in pain while rubbing his hands adorned with Reyhan's sentilan.

"It hurts...!"

"Well, I bought you a car, cooked a keychain? Why are you so stupid tonight? Haven't received punishment, it's pissed me off...."

Reyhan took out all the letters from inside his bag. Proof of purchase, proof of ownership, etc. Leave it to Nayla. Nayla increasingly distrusts, her name is in the possession book. Not Reyhan's name.

Her smile was perfectly fluffy even though her eyes were still flushed red.

"Yukkk. Look at the car first..."

Reyhan pulled Nayla's hand without warning. Bringing Nayla to her home.

"God..." Nayla said with admiration.

A new Mer**des Benz car, a red CLS-Class is parked next to the old car. Making Nayla happy is not a bitch. Moreover, Nayla's dream car from a long time ago is from that brand.

"You likey?" Reyhan asked briefly.

"Love.. Reyhan, thanks..."

"The price is expensive, so you have to make up for it too...."

Yes, Nayla is not stupid. The latest car that is parked in the yard of his house that costs almost two billion. Imagine... Nayla is indeed a rich man's child, but even the price of his papa's car is not so expensive, let alone his old car.

But where did Reyhan get the money?

"Thank you...."

Cup. cup...

Nayla kissed Reyhan several times. Thankfully, Mom and Dad were asleep.