Secretly Married to an Actor
Are You Happy?

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The incoming sunlight through the gaps of the curtains that are not tightly closed disturbed Reynand's sleep. Slowly his hands moved over his eyes which glared at the light.

While gathering his consciousness he could feel his left hand feeling heavy. The figure that is still severely closed still makes his arms cushion from last night.

Reynand smiled, she looked at that calm face carefully. His breathing sounds very regular.

Waving the annoying child's hair slowly to see the shady face was clearer. Until Reynand could see Nayla's eyelids slowly opening.

The woman blinked for a while, trying to perfect her vision. She faintly saw the beautiful smile that was expanding to welcome her morning.

Nayla blushed, gosh she's still shy. Please don't assume he can be mediocre after what they did last night.

"Morning...." Reynand begins their morning dialogue.

"Eum...." The answer is in that typical waking sound.

Reynand knows Nayla is Nayla. The dominant attitude of the driver. Who is not worried. Nayla's attitude as it worked made her even more heartbroken.

However, a moment later Nayla raised her head.

"Where did you go last night?"

"Just get wind."

"It must be because of Mama's talk about.... Mommy was last night, wasn't she?" Tanya Nayla hesitated.

Then the girl again felt guilty. "Sorry, because of that...."

"Mama's right, I may not realize that it's making you and your mom hurt."

And, Nayla shook her head slowly. But he lowered his face reluctantly to meet Reynand because in fact it was like that. In fact, Mami was hurt by her husband.

Reynand smiled faintly, Nayla's facial expression unable to deny it. And Nayla hid it anyway. He knew that what he said was true. Unknowingly she has indeed made Nayla and her Mama hurt.

Hugging that still innocent body tightly. And, their skin came back in contact. Reynand could feel the sting growing on her body.

However, something unexpected suddenly flashed through his mind. Without hesitation, he threw out what was in his head at the moment.

"Darling...."

"What?" Nayla was apparently no less rustling than Reynand. He felt that too. But as much as possible he tried to be normal.

Reynand gulped his saliva for a moment. "Nayla, does this marriage make you feel burdened? I mean, I'm very aware that we're both young and you're still, school." Yes, Reynand did have to say all that reality.

Nayla was stunned for a while. Looking at those eyes, he shook his head slowly again. Hearing Reynand ask that all of a sudden. His face suddenly changed.

Why should I be asked? It means why Reynand had to go over all this when he started accepting it.

Realizing the change in look of the face hesitated Reynand said again. "I just don't want you to regret it...."

"No...." Cut Nayla down. Nayla has no regrets. What to regret? Everything has happened. After all, Nayla already loved this figure very much. He really couldn't think if Reynand was missing from his side.

For a moment, Reynand began to continue.

"Especially when we talk about college. You looked happy then. I don't know what you were thinking when you started this marriage." she continued with a breath that hit the top of Nayla's head.

"Nay...." Again Reynand breathed. It was as if the turmoil kept coming in his heart.

The day continues to change the feeling of wanting to continue to have, love and also all the feelings that continue to grow. And, Reynand just doesn't want Nayla to be destroyed later.

"I'm afraid that this marriage has made you bury your hopes and your future."

One by one Reynand's statements suddenly made Nayla moody. Every word of that sentence had managed to make his heart touched.

Nayla did not expect that Reynand would think about getting there. He did not expect that Reynand would think of himself to this extent.

"Nay, are you happy?"

Reynand's question was able to make Nayla's eyes glazed and her heart became tight.

"Are you happy now...." Reynand nodded and closed, she could feel Nayla's hand begin to lift up against her chest to her neck.

"Darling.call me dear for the next."

Nayla returned the request with a twinkle filled with feelings. "Darling.." he said slowly.

Reynand smiled.

"Again dong...."

Nayla then complied with the request again. "Darling...."

"Udah ah." Nayla said she was ashamed of herself.

Then Reynand chuckled at hearing that.

Maybe Nayla wasn't too smart to retaliate for any outpouring of Reynand's heart. He is not someone who is good at stringing words to express everything he feels.

But Reynand's behavior can feel it. Instantly he turned around and Nayla was on top of him while he was downstairs. Nayla's attitude was never expected. He received a tight hug that coiled around his neck.

And that makes it even more difficult.

"Nay...."

"You...." Reynand.

So he immediately turned the body to be below it.

Suddenly, Reynand's eyes closed as if holding something back. "I was talking to you.." her voice was stifled.

"Continue?" Ask the girl to relax.

"You should answer.... But you are...." Ah, brash. Reynand really couldn't help herself anymore. Though he himself reacted earlier but instead tried to blame the wife.

Then smile. "What the hell, which one?" Nayla seemed happy to see the pain.

"You.. from last night on purpose, yes, fishing." Reynand was biting his lips hard.

Intentionally?! Kok Nayla is getting upset about being accused of that.

He also scowled. "Yes, I'd like to take a shower now." Said intentionally.

Nayla immediately grabbed another blanket that folded neatly on the side of the bed. He quickly wrapped the thin cloth to cover his plain body.

And when the girl started to get out of bed. Reynand quickly held her wrist.

"What the hell?" Nayla pretended not to understand.

"You have the heart, the habit of knowing. You don't think you're doing it...." Damnit damnit!

"Kok I keep being wronged, wrong yes if I was hugging. But who is always impatient, who is trying?" Struck annoyed. Then I want to move again.

"Yes...ih." And, Reynand is increasingly unwilling to be left behind. Died when he was sick again.

What the hell? Nayla suddenly amusedly listened to that whimper.

"Me, take a shower. Later if I'm still here you're wrong again." Sullenly pouting.

So the man who was being overwhelmed by a desire tried to hold back. "Em. I'll take a shower, I'm still a mager." Reynand patted her bedside.

"Who wants to take a shower, right, I. Not you."

"Yes, I mean, you'll take a shower."

"No ah, you like to be wrong if for example suddenly....." Nayla calls it herself. And he was still pouting.

"Promise no longer Nay, I just said it wrong."

And he also sneered. Mispronounced wrong? Cih, keep dodging.

Reason. Reynand is good at making excuses.

"No, I don't blame you anymore." Then Reynand pulled the smooth hand that was holding it. Until the blanket that covered the covered part also came down and saw something that made him even more unable to hold back.

Nayla gasped, and now she was back in that room.

"Yes...." And, Reynand began to immerse her face in that smooth neck. Sometimes he kisses it softly.

And, Nayla said. "Eum...." Uh, he felt a tickle on his neck. And that stimulus began to spread.

When their eyes met, Nayla was apparently able to read the strokes. Tuh, right.

Indeed basic! He is the one who wants to but he is always the one to blame.

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