Secretly Married to an Actor
S2 - Chat

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"That's your neck why?" Reynand asked, who was watching Nayla's neck throbbing.

Nayla looks at the part of her neck that Reynand points to. "Oh this?"

Reynand nodded still with a look of wonder.

"At first I was also surprised, but said Mami pregnant people are so the bottom of her neck must be the pulse seems clearer."

Reynand who was still staring full of astonishment nodded slowly.

"She quickly finished her bath." Nayla then flushed Reynand using water from inside the bathub.

"So much to be bathed." The man then smiled witfully showing his white teeth.

"Don't be like a kid, I thought I had finished the shower. Eh, I know how to play soap like a kid." It was clear that the soap foam in the bathroom was scattering on the floor.

"I'm waiting for you, Nay. The more days it's getting chatty...." Reynand pinched Nayla's nose slowly.

"Yes, the demands...."

"Kok demands?" Reynand.

"If I keep quiet later you say you can't talk anymore."

"You're talking about that, Nay."

"Nothing, I used to be thought I could not talk because it was too calm and busy myself." The girl continued to mumble incessantly. "Now I talk a lot even in the words chatty, all wrong."

Reynand smilingly looked at the woman who was drowning wet hair in front of him. "Don't listen to people, they know you from the outside."

"If you?" Ask Nayla back.

"I know everything, from the outside to the inside...."

"Ih, his mind must be slovenly." Nayla Ledek.

"The same slovenly mind of my own wife is okay, right." The man's eyebrows rose and fell with a flirtatious look. "Nay...."

Nayla raised her face. "Eum...."

"The first time I came to propose to you, remember?" reynand said spontaneously and suddenly.

Nayla nodded then looked at Reynand intensely while playing the soap foam with both hands. Every now and then the woman blows it until the foam reaches Reynand's face.

Reynand. "You used to be funny.." - Slowly.

The girl's eyes were wide open. "Kok funny?" tanyanya. The feeling at that time he cried sobbing with swollen eyes because he really did not want there to be an arranged marriage.

Reynand then chuckled softly. "You must have been really depressed at that time." Reynand scanned carefully as she pulled Nayla into her arms. He nodded his bare shoulder slowly. "Let's have a better conversation." she told Nayla, who had been leaning against her chest while she herself leaned against the side of the bathtub.

"What were you then? It's time to propose...." As Nayla recalls, she had never discussed this with Reynand. And, for some reason now he even became very curious about the feelings of the man when he first came to propose with his grandfather.

"Happy...."

"Emm?!" Nayla looks up in wonder. "Don't lie! At that time my brother immediately invited me to move to the apartment and we split the room, right!"

Reynand closed his eyes, the man then sighed softly. "At that time, I just wanted to protect you, baby."

"How's shielding?"

"Protect you from discomfort, only one day I'm with you I understand that we have one thing in common."

"What?"

"We both want to have our own space. Just like I need time to adjust to yourself with you, so are you?"

"Emm?" Nayla frowned not understanding.

Reynand cleared his throat slowly. "Oh yeah, about my first love...."

Nayla's eyes were round listening to that speech. His smile expands while waiting.

"First love????" Nayla waited impatiently.

Reynand was a little shy about saying it. I don't know if he doesn't understand why he became like this ABG. Geez, how long have they been married. Come dong Rey, cook lost to ten-year-old Elementary School children today. They are all experts, haha said some people. Don't know if it's really not like that. But some people say that today.

"If you speak clearly dong, how convoluted is that anyway?" said Nayla softly back impatient.

"Please dong Nay, all that needs a process. Not everything can be straight to the point. You're like a soap opera audience, no patience..."

"Well, how do you know if the audience of his hobby soap opera protest like that?"

"Don't deliberately read the comments as I was curious to watch the scene that the main character was meeting me.." said Reynand.

Nayla nodded and understood. Well, he will wait for the continuation of this beloved husband.

"So continued dong, the discussion about his first love earlier.." Pinta Nayla with her body continues to lean on the naked chest of Reynand. He winks impatiently.

"You wonder who my first love was?" Reynand asked with an enigmatic face.

"Yes dong...Who is Reynand's first love?" he said softly while putting on a strange face.

"Lazy ah, your face is blissful.." said Reynand.

Nayla frowning. "Oh that's it now, yesterday-yesdays say I'm half-life.." ledek Nayla. "You're half my life, I can't be a second away from you...." Nayla continues to follow the way Reynand fights that are often thrown at her. "Now say it's my face is blinking, huh, not clear...."

"Well...." Nayla sighed as Reynand suddenly massaged her chest sensually.

"What the hell is that, baby?" reynand whispered with a heavy breath that hit her in the ear. The cup! slowly he peeked at the wet nape and shoulders. "Let's repeat again, how's it?" the man then pulled his chin until their gazes met each other, smiling for a moment as Reynand began to lower his lips kiss with gentleness.

"Eff...." Nayla pushes Reynand away until the kiss is released. "Jawab first, whose first love you were...."

"Later on...."

Nayla frowning.

"Yuk...."

"Eh just a moment." said Nayla suddenly.

"Why?"

"So our son suddenly moved...."

"What cooking?"

"How's it feel?"

"Wanna try?"

"Don't be weird, Nay...." Reynand. "Where can I try, if the baby's in your belly."

"When was he born who did he look like?"

"Perhaps similar to Mr. Tio.." joked Reynand in the style of a santuy.

Nayla pinched her husband's arm tight until the man grimaced. "Your jokes aren't funny...." Nayla glares sharply. "It's really relaxing to say that later our child's birth looks like Mr. Tio, if you want, if born really looks like Mr. Tio."

Reynand shook his head quickly then he laughed out loud, it seemed like he really needed some entertainment right now. It is good to entertain yourself. But, yes, too. Hopefully what he said just now doesn't happen.

"Sorry baby, don't sulk, I was just kidding...." Reynand stroked Nayla's stomach slowly. The cup! "Seriously just a deck joke, please yes later at birth do not look like Mr. Tio...."

"Rasain, so tell me not to carelessly father...." Nayla pressed her words while fretting at the ear.

Reynad grimaced holding his ear. "Just kidding Nay.." - Reynand. "God...."

Nayla bobbles head. It seems like Reynand is currently too stressed due to the company's work. Let him rarely see Reynand laughing so hard, so loose. Apparently occasionally chatting like this can raise the mood of her husband instantly.

Meanwhile outside. Mr. Tio who was heating the car engine in the morning suddenly coughed.

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