Secretly Married to an Actor
The decision?

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Upset, angry, sad, hurt, all those feelings mixed into one. Airin really sucks. It was very desirable for Nayla to reply to grab the woman earlier if only her body did not feel weak.

He hated women like Airin. She should have shouted loudly in her ear saying that Reynand was her husband, if only she had not remembered their marriage as a secret.

Regretfully, Airin is really a snake woman and does not know herself.

Her tears kept flowing. He was so happy just now in the car. I don't know, only in this way can he shed what he feels now.

While Reynand who was beside him was not so focused on driving the car. He held one of the trembling hands firmly while the other hand he used to drive. Sometimes Reynand turned to look at the puffy face while trying to focus on watching the road. He felt guilty and worried.

If only Nayla didn't have to force her home now, she would have stopped the car first and made the woman calm.

Airin really can't be left. Reynand growled. He was angry considering the treatment. What did Airin do to his wife to cry like this?

"Nay...." That is the word that is spoken amid the worries that are plaguing it.

When Nayla got home, she got out of the car ahead of Reynand. It doesn't matter if my husband keeps calling her.

"Nay wait...."

Thus, Nayla's quick footsteps were stopped by a step that was much faster than her. Reynand grabbed his arm. Then hugged the body tightly on the porch of the house surrounded by large pillars and sturdy.

"So you were just like him?" Reynand asked, stroking the long hair and kissing the top of his head.

Nayla did not answer. His tears were even more flowing. With Reynand continuing to question him like this, let's say the tears will flow even more. He doesn't know why, but he does. The more Reynand asked a lot of questions, the more swift the clear lake was spilled.

"Nay, does he hurt you?" Reynand gulped slowly. Of course, that question is a stupid question. "Yes, if you don't answer. Let's go in first." He said after taking off the hug for a moment.

So while still hugging the body tightly Reynand began to lead Nayla step. Actually he wanted to hold it, but soon he paused because he did not want Nayla to run amok.

However, a sudden heavy voice stopped them before actually stepping inside the house.

"Repiemann...." Such was the look of the solemn face staring at the two of them with a different look of eyes. Wrinkles on the aged face are clearly visible but do not eliminate the authority there.

He stood between his assistant and also a personal bodyguard. The old face was already looking exhausted probably due to the dense work he did today. If only Reynand had realized that.

Taking a deep breath, Grandfather opened his voice. "What's this about? What are you, Nayla, Reynand?" Grandfather looked at Nayla who immediately tried to be quiet from the moment he realized her presence earlier.

He could also see the woman who had the status of his granddaughter's wife was still making a noise as he tried to keep her from coming out.

Reynand still did not ponder the question, he now even busied himself by continuing to hug the wife tightly as if no matter the presence of the grandfather.

Grandpa is getting bigger. Show-off? Don't see what situation?

"Grand!" Finally the heavy sound was a little high. "You don't have ears?" His voice was flat but very serious.

So the tense atmosphere was felt by Nayla, she had never seen such a serious grandfather. Nayla looked up to look at her husband's face, but when she saw the man who was holding her tightly she still stared at him, as if not disturbed by the sinister aura that grandfather showed.

"What are you doing with your wife?" Then grandfather looked at Nayla, now he showed a different look in the eye. "Nayla, what did Reynand do that made you like this?" That's how Grandpa asked Nayla gently in contrast to when he asked Reynand earlier.

Shaking slowly as if she was okay, then Nayla wanted to break away from Reynand's embrace. Still he remained locked in that embrace, because Reynand held him tightly.

Then the typical voice finished crying it was trying to speak. "Lepasin, it's not good to see grandpa." Because from now on it was still carried away, Nayla apparently just realized the scenery they showed.

"Eum...." Instead of taking off their arms, Reynand now even peeked at the top of the head slowly then smiled at the wife whose eyes were rounded not believing in this attitude.

"Grand!"

And, the reprimand of the umpteenth grandfather coincided with Nayla's hard pinch on Reynand's waist. Sure enough the hug finally loosened. With eyes bulging then Nayla then switched to looking at grandfather. It seemed that he also understood that the grandfather and grandson needed time to speak seriously.

Then Nayla asked permission. "I went in first the cake." he said later. Reynand held her wrist for a moment, but soon Nayla let go.

Granddaughter and Grandpa sat for a moment. But the difference in Reynand's gaze was not as firm as that sharp gaze. Apparently the fear of grandfather was still on him.

"What did you do to your wife? You forced? You snapped? Or, are you cheating?"

Reynand. " Grandfather what the hell, there's no way I'm doing things like that." As far as Reynand could he do that to his meek wife. To touch her alone she had to be careful and slow, uh.

"She's just a sensitive, ordinary girl." Finally Reynand reasoned, because it was impossible for him to tell the truth. Let it be his business later. He didn't want Grandpa to interfere about this.

Grandpa's eyes looked uncertain. "Happy for her...." A sentence capable of making Reynand's heart beat. "If you are betrothed, grandfather hope you can truly accept Nayla to be your wife." Highlight grandfather's eyes were really hopeful and Reynand could see that clearly.

Reynand could feel her chest rising and falling erratically. "Grandfather calm down, I will definitely make him happy...." Surely said.

Then Grandpa's lips slanted thinly hearing that. At least Reynand spoke with great conviction. He breathed a breath of relief.

Grandpa was not satisfied. "Don't let her cry like that anymore...."

Then realized his grandson was impressed like hiding something. "Don't let Grandpa know what's really going on. Otherwise, you cannot forbid your grandfather from interfering and intervening."

His grandson's face stiffened at what was said just now. Grandfather knew Reynand began to be uncomfortable with his attitude just now, so he then shifted the topic of discussion which is also important according to him.

"So, until when are you going to continue like this? When will you make a decision? If you want to continue that work...." Grandfather paused his words for a moment, staring at his words still with the same highlight. "After the reception you don't stay here...."

Then the remark managed to make Reynand shocked for an instant. Why grandpa suddenly....

"Grandfather won't take responsibility for your life, the whole point of responsibility for your wife is on you."

There were no words of playfulness in each sentence, Reynand could feel it. But Nayla is now her responsibility. Then why?

Then it's like knowing what Reynand thinks Grandpa's back on. "Serious grandfather Reynand, because maybe later you will choose your own path. Then, grandfather has no right to interfere for that." Pausing for a while while staring at the tense look on his grandson's face, grandfather began to continue his words again. "Unless you agree to continue managing the company."

Reynand remained silent. He allowed Grandpa to continue his words.

"The sooner you decide, the sooner you learn Reynand. You do not have any knowledge about the company, your age will increase. As long as you're young, grandfather wants you to start being serious."

Reynand really did not have the right word to answer that remark. He was bowed and then pensive for a while, until finally the heavy voice was heard again.

"So decide as soon as possible, become an actor forever or, continue the company you've been struggling to build all this time."

After throwing out sentence after sentence that was able to make his grandson sculpt, the grandfather immediately passed followed by two subordinates who had been standing there waiting for the boss faithfully.

Battering, Reynand bowed. Scrambling his waist, he looked up and then bit his lips tightly.

Take Nayla out of this house? No, not that he could not if later had to support his wife. But.... Reynand looked back in line with the footsteps of grandfather who walked away from him.

Is that grandpa? Tega let Nayla. Grandpa wants to expel him and his wife like that?

Hah, Reynand believes grandpa was bluffing. But he also began to doubt. What if it's true?

Damn, it seems like he really has no time to think.

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