Secretly Married to an Actor
Call Me with a Baby Call

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Reynand pondered in his car that had stopped by a lonely road under a mango tree. He doesn't have no place to go. He had an apartment, not that he didn't want to escape there either. But, now he only needed time to think for a moment.

It's not that he didn't realize that he had hurt someone else. However, it was just that he did not expect it to be like this.

Nayla gets carried away with her feelings about her mom. And, he also knew that the girl was very sensitive.

About Mami who always comes every time there is news about her and Airin.

Maybe Reynand did ignore the news because he thought it was not too important. He also does not care about the assessment of people against him. That is, as long as he does not do what people accuse him of, he does not want to confuse him.

But back again, Nayla thought about her Mama's feelings to such an extent that it really made her feel guilty.

He thought about accepting grandfather's request as soon as possible.

Reynand pulled her hair up. He's totally dizzy. Today, there are many things that drain her emotions.

He hesitated to think about going home now. She left Nayla when she was crying in the bathroom.

Reynand just thought Nayla would need some time alone to let go of everything she felt.

Conscious of leaving her phone at home. Then he wrote the clock in his car, it was almost midnight.

Thinking for a moment then he turned on the car engine and rushed home.

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A few moments later he arrived home. Entering the room he saw the room lights were still on. Reynand's gaze was immediately fixed on the sleeping figure. Again, the guilt returned.

Slowly stepping, but suddenly he saw a dish on the dressing table. The food for Nayla that he told Mbok Yana to give him.

Peering behind the food cover, there was a lot left. Nayla didn't spend her dinner.

Approaching the sleeping figure on the bed, Reynand lies down next to him.

He slowly pulled the body into his arms. Make one arm a cushion.

He kissed his forehead slowly and then looked at the face for a moment, then repeated it again. Kiss both sides of her cheeks, nose and also kiss her lips long.

The eyes were still closed, but Reynand could feel that suddenly the girl's hands were pulling at her nape. Makes their embrace tighter.

"Where was it?" The girl's voice was barely audible, probably because she had buried her face in Reynand's neck.

"Go away for a moment.." suddenly Reynand's heart was racing. Especially when I feel one of Nayla's smooth legs lifted to pull and flank her body.

Then when his throat began to dry Reynand tried to speak. "Darling...."

"Eum...." Again Nayla said slowly, maybe even he did not realize that the skin of his face that was in contact with the neck had disturbed Reynand's calm.

Flashing, Nayla even kissed his neck.

Holy hooch! Huh, Reynand can feel her blood flow getting faster and her body suddenly heating up.

"Nay, you don't gini. I'll be...."

Oh, my God, that girl is now even smuggling her hand in her lock.

"Darling...."

Instead of stopping Nayla even more stroking her body, until the lentic fingers felt tickling.

Reynand really couldn't stand it. He quickly flipped the body down to its bottom.

Then he held both sides of the struggle was strong. His breathing was no longer regular but he was still trying to speak.

Reynand looked at that innocent face. Without guilt for disturbing his calm. "You, intentionally yes." Ngosan.

Nayla turned her face. Who the hell was that impatient guy, actually.

Reynand also turned her face away, realizing Nayla was sneering at him. "I know I asked you for this. But your mood is no good anymore. And...." His speech came to a halt as he got a sad look from the clear well.

"Naibel...." Reynand bowed for a moment. "I'm, sorry." Sincerely speaking.

Giving a slight smile then the girl tried to take off Reynand's loosened grip on her wrist, then pulled back the man's nape to bring their lips together.

Reynand who was initially shocked because of this unexpected treatment slowly began to reply to him, he sucked his tongue deeply. Accept it with a friendly, taste it. Each other twisting, clashing with shrewd inside there.

Out of breath they stopped it for a moment and then repeated it again. Both of them did with excitement and hunting to release the sense that was held back earlier. They roll around and change positions.

Reynand's hands started to flick around, stroking and fumbling. Skinned behind his wife. Finding what he was looking for, he took off the cloth that became the barrier.

Nayla's hand was lifted, as Reynand tried to remove the protective covering over her body without rest.

The mound peaked beautifully. Up and down along with the roar of breath coming out of his breathing.

Reynand gulped down the liquid in his throat. He looked at the face under his sack. Their views back together.

Slowly he lowered his face. Back to cuddle the girl. Nayla also draped her hand. His feet were again reaching the body that was above it.

Nayla could feel Reynand's hot hand start cupping the top of her chest. Gutting and rubbing slowly. Play there until the massage is felt.

He was snarling, sweating and snarling.

One by one the clothes were detached from their bodies.

The blood flow is flowing faster and their bodies are getting hotter.

Positioning their bodies as comfortable as possible, then Reynand began slowly and along and rhythmically. He doesn't want to rush. Nayla's fearful memories of that night were still in the shadows. Even that night, he was hesitant to continue their activities or not.

He looked at his wife's face, saw her every sweat that poured out.

Many times he asked whether Nayla felt comfortable or not with their help, just because she did not want the girl to feel hurt.

Those misty eyes were like giving an answer to him. They both enjoy this.

Reynand let Nayla clutch her shoulder firmly as the girl nearly blew.

Until after a very long time they both hunted and fused. The explosion went on at the same time.

They both gasp. Trying to catch his breath for a while Reynand then rolled over next to his wife. Hugged that exhausted body tightly. He began to slowly kiss the top of his head.

Amidst the roar of breath that has not been regular Reynand tried to speak.

"Darling...."

"Eum...." Nayla returned the hug tightly.

"Call me as darling...."

The girl looked up. Then he blushed staring at the figure. "Darling...." Slowly flowed.

Reynand returned that timid smile. "I love you...."

"I love you too...."

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