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As Mama Adel suggested and also Nayla remembered the words of Reynand last night who also advised her to bring provisions to her husband's office. Nayla so think is it okay for Reynand to deliberately leave the food that he has prepared? Ha, he patted his head slowly. Why should he think so badly. Who knows, her husband forgot.
With ushered by Mr. Tio Nayla drove to the office of the husband who had never been to.
Nayla got out of the car and slowly walked into the building where her husband was. Inevitably his arrival became the spotlight of many pairs of eyes.
"Wife sir Rey.." said one of the employees flabbergasted.
"The real thing is more beautiful."
"He. e...."
"It doesn't look like you've just finished high school."
"Cock he's alone?"
"Do you know what you want?"
"Yes, I'm going to see her husband." Said one of the nyolot employees.
Nayla heard the whispers a little, she smiled as she continued her steps. But he was immediately choked when there were some employees coming to say hello.
"Your mom...."
"Happy good day...."
"Yes, good afternoon.." Nayla replied kindly.
After Nayla was inside the building she stopped for a moment. He forgot that he didn't know exactly where Reynand's workspace was.
Looking at the many pairs of eyes as if he was paying attention to it he planned to ask one of them. However, he had not had time to step a young male figure suddenly approached him.
"Who's looking for the deck" said the man.
"I want to find Mr. Reynand's room, where are you?"
"I'm sorry I made an appointment." The male employee looks mesam-mesem, flowery.
Nayla knew this, but she tried to ignore it. "I haven't made an appointment but, I want to...."
Nayla had not been able to continue her words a female employee suddenly approached. "Excuse me buk, I'm looking for Mr. Reynand's room. The room is on the tenth floor, let me drop off." asked the woman kindly.
"These dreary moments have no promise to Rey...."
The employee approached his friend. "Lo is not very polite anyway, he is his wife Mr. Reynand." snorted annoyed and turned to look at Nayla who was still standing there. "Sorry buk, my friend this is the guy kudet. He rarely sees the news. So do not recognize ibuk" He glared sharply at his partner and turned to look at Nayla with friendly.
Nayla smiled and nodded. "Yes, it's okay."
The female employee slightly bowed. "Thank you so much buk, let me take you to my mother's husband."
"Oh, yes, thank you." Nayla once again smiled.
Grandparents? Just this time he was called out formally so it felt a bit strange. Probably because he never got a call like that.
After exiting the elevator, Nayla was immediately escorted to Reynand's private room. Of course it is not difficult for him to go there because almost all employees there know him.
When Nayla entered the room she saw Reynand, who was busy checking the company files. Several times he saw the father of the prospective child he was carrying holding his forehead while wrinkling. Nayla smiled then walked over towards the president director's desk.
"Hi...." Sapa Nayla's.
Reynand looked up slightly surprised. "You're the one who came??!!"
Nayla nodded. "Why not go for it, huh?"
Reynand who was still shocked then stood up. "It's not that it's not fun, but the employee I said that came it...."
Nayla who had a smile on her face approached. "Who? Grandpa?"
Reynand grabbed Nayla's chin slowly. "You dare lie now."
The woman laughed. "Yes, I do, just want a surprise."
"Yes, I almost know. How about if grandpa finds out I'm working slow like this." Sure enough to this day Reynand still has not found a suitable secretary for him.
"No way, the name is still adjusting. You're long ago also nimble." Nayla patted her husband's shoulder gently with encouragement, then tiptoed and held her hand over Reynand's neck while sticking their noses.
A kiss he gave to his wife. "Gemes is my mother." Reynand pinched Nayla's nose slowly and Nayla flashed her smile.
"Darling, are you missing me?" Said Reynand shortly after he bent his body while stroking his wife's stomach.
"Yes, I'm a real miss." Nayla. "Dad ain't naughty, is it?"
Belly kiss Nayla. "No dong, you're there."
Nayla raised both eyebrows. "Yes, who knows."
Reynand also felt he had to shift the conversation that had been struggling. "Yes, come in...." He took Nayla by the hand and invited her to sit on the sofa.
The woman took out the food she brought from the house to give to her husband.
"It's so sweet you're here." Said Reynand while watching Nayla who started preparing a meal for ya.
Nayla. "Don't you intentionally yes, ninggalin stock that has been prepared earlier...."
But suddenly, the sound of the intercom bell interrupted them.
A moment later a beautiful woman came in with food. He stared at Nayla who was busy with the food box. Reynand's wife! It's pretty! But, compared to her, it was less fashionable. Comparing and judging himself between himself and the wife of their big boss.
"Why are you standing there?" Reynand asked then who made Nayla immediately turn her head in the same direction.
"Oh, I was going to ask, what do you want to eat this lunch" he smiled while selecting every inch of his boss' body. "But, it looks like your wife has brought you lunch." glanced at the provisions brought by Nayla.
Nayla then smiled. The way this woman looked at him seemed to be very often she saw, on the figure of someone who did not want her to remember.
"My husband has brought me a lunch that I cooked myself." she smiled. "I'd rather he'd eat his cooking from home. Tomorrow you won't have to offer my husband another lunch, because I will prepare it every day" she added.
The woman named Viola tried to smile with trembling lips while sighing. "Oh, yes buk. Then excuse me." The woman immediately turned around after changing the look on her face.
"Who?" Nayla asked shortly after the woman left.
"Employee, ordinary."
"Oh, I guess your new secretary."
Reynand. "Jealous?"
"Why? Can't be jealous?" Nayla put her lips together later.
Reynand chuckled, "you look so different today. Not usually." Ask Reynand.
"How different?"
"Different, never once have I seen you like this."
Nayla looks up. "It's wrong of me to say that to him."
"I like you like this. So I'm more sure that you actually love him as bad as me."
"Don't be, the dreadlocks keep going. Not too bored."
"Ah, how can I get tired of being so happy if I have a wife as beautiful as you." Reynand stared at Nayla from top to bottom.
Realize, Nayla also followed that view. "Why?"
"You dandy yourself?"
Nayla nodded.
"Beautiful...."
Knee-length calm dres with simple makeup on his face. Making Nayla who was sitting on a sofa at that time looks very sweet.
"You're why, what a strange thing.." he said when he saw Reynand's strange giraffe.
Reynand pulled himself over, grabbed Nayla's box and placed it on the table.
"Ih, why is it taken. I want to eat for you."
"Later for lunch." Down his eyebrows with a certain gelagat.
Nayla shuddered amusedly as Reynand suddenly slumped her nape softly. As Reynand's behavior became more and more unconditioned with his hands already infiltrating the bottom of his dres, Nayla immediately rushed over and stood up from her seat.
Tidying up her clothes that had been messed up by the woman and then nagging. "Can't be. Eat first."
Reynand smiled meaningfully then stood up. "Nay will eat it, we...." Hugged the body in front of him and then again kissed the open area of the body.
Nayla is increasingly unable to dwell, of course she cannot refuse if Reynand is determined to his wishes. He could only close his eyes as Reynand began to softly taste his lips until he sucked his taste buds into his mouth.
"Stay, wait...." Nayla pushes Reynand.
"Why you?" Ask later.
"I'm gonna throw up...."
Finally, the sudden agenda that Reynand wanted to do during the day also failed because the wife suddenly nausea. Nausea by the fragrance in the room.
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I wanted to make 2 parts because it was too long. Sorry if there is a shortage.
If you'd like to please stop by my latest novel entitled "Alfiya". Still on going, actually.
Happy Reading's!