Secretly Married to an Actor

Secretly Married to an Actor
What are Your Ideals?


****


At that time Reynand was in the middle of a photo shoot for a famous shoe brand advertisement. After he was photographed with various styles and poses he returned to his seat.


Huh! He really has a busy schedule today.


Before long, Dion suddenly approached and gave her a cell phone. A call came in on her phone at the time.


*GRANDFATHER*


“Halo Cake.”


“Halo Reynand earlier Grandpa has seen your video with women on the show is not clear it.”


“Women? Mean grandpa? Why suddenly? Event unclear what does it mean?”


“Have Grandpa said don't make physical contact with women. You're already married. How many times should Grandpa say. Why is that way you stick with that woman. Grandpa saw it on TV this afternoon.” Grandpa sounded emotional.


Reynand tried to remember. Maybe Grandpa saw the show with Airin on TV this afternoon.


“Yes for God's sake. We were not doing anything. We just came for the movie.” promotion


“Promotion film coke nempel-nempel. It's already! Don't let Grandpa see any more shows like that. Or you really have to get out of the entertainment world and continue the business Grandpa.”


Reynand silently held back his regret. His grandfather really wanted to be by himself. Grandpa's hard nature really made him mesa depressed. What's wrong with him. He just wants to work, he just wants to earn money from his own hard work. He did not want to live in the shadow of his grandfather's power. Reynand tries to control her feelings. Her chest really felt tight.


At that time the apartment. Reynand went inside with a mixed squeeze. Grandpa's words on the phone just now really ruined his mood. He felt his grandfather's words were always piercing the heart. Grandpa is always the same. He likes to make threats if he does things that Grandpa doesn't like. It turned out that his decision to stay in his own apartment still made him unable to be free from the Grandfather.


Before long, Reynand's eyes were fixed on Nayla who was ordered to the sofa. He approached her slowly. Then sit with his throat resting next to his knees to see the face of the girl who was asleep there.


“Lo must have suffered because of this marriage.” Reynand stroked Nayla's cheek slowly. His memory returned the first time he was reunited with the girl. He remembered how depressed Nayla was when she was about to be betrothed to him. At that moment his eyes looked red and puffy.


Reynand stroked Nayla's cheek again. Soft as baby skin. He also touched the tip of Nayla's nose with his index finger.


“Gue does not know what to treat Lo like. I'm not ready for all of this either. I also do not know what this marriage will look like in the future.” He held and stroked Nayla's cheek. The girl was still unperturbed by her actions.


Nayla had not yet woken up, while Reynand was still busy looking at the girl's face.Slowly he brought himself closer and kissed Nayla's forehead slowly. Before long he also kissed the girl's smooth cheeks. It feels like baby skin. He knew he shouldn't have done that. But somehow he felt possessed.


“I'm sorry. I'm so sassy.” Reynand bowed her head in. Without realising it, he just wanted to love her.


Not how long Nayla was writhing. He scratched his face because he felt something was disturbing. His eyes began to open. Slowly he began to recognize the figure in front of him. Nayla was surprised. The figure looked at him very fixedly.


“Abang. Have you come home?” Nayla lirih.


“From when did you sleep here?” Reynand was still sitting crouching as before. Their faces were very close and facing.


“Nknow. I think from last day.” Nayla sat up.


Reynand watched Nayla.


“What time is it now?” The girl was now leaning against the sofa as it was still lethargic.


Reynand went and sat down next to Nayla. He showed his phone screen to Nayla. Nayla's back at 09 p.m. He slept for a long time too. He did not expect to sleep like a dead man.


“You've been listening?”


Nayla nodded. His body is still leaner in a sofa.


“Abang must be tired yes. Want me to bikini something.”


“Nevent gone.”


The mood returned.


“May I ask you something."


Nayla looked at him for a moment.


"what's your dream?”


Nayla. It was not usual for Reynand to ask her to talk about things like this.


“What are your ideals?”


The dreams? The ideals? Does He still deserve to think about that in his present state. He is confused at the moment. He can still pursue his dream. He realized he was married.


“Nay.”


“I don't know. I don't know what my dream is.” Nayla lowered her head lying. Though in his heart he said he was still hopeful.


“Nay sorry for this wedding you...”.


Nayla leaves Reynand, feeling guilty, to enter her room. I don't know why her tears are falling. Actually, he wants to forget about his ideals at this time. But why did Reynand suddenly ask him that. As a result, he must recall his future plans.


Moments washed away in his mind Nayla also realized, he immediately shook his head. Why is he so crybaby. This must be because hormones are coming in.


Soon she wiped her tears. Then hurry to the bathroom. It seems he will wash his face and other body parts only. He would not take a bath at that time.His body felt very cold when exposed to water. There is really a lot that affects his feelings right now. His body and knee are still sick due to a fall and hormones come his month plus Reynand questions about his ideals that make Him so sad. Luckily she was a strong girl, strong as steel.


After changing her clothes Nayla felt better. He watched his face look up. His eyes were not too hollow.


“Nay.” Reynand called from outside the room.


Nayla rushed to open the door. Reynand seemed to have just finished her bath.


“You want to eat here or in the kitchen? I just warmed up the sop this afternoon.”


“To be in the kitchen aja.”


At that time the table ate. They both sat facing.


“I bribe yes.” Reynand moves in and tries to sit next to Nayla.


“Neventless. I want to eat by myself.”


“You're sick again so have to recede.” Apparently Reynand still insisted.


“Abang I can kok eat by myself.”


“But I want to bribe you.” The man looks like he is smiling.


Nayla stared at Reynand. Why did this man force her like this?


“Anything you should want me a bribe.”


Nayla finally receded and accepted a bribe from Reynand. Seeing Nayla take her bribe Reynand smiled, at least she could pay for her guilt over the girl because she had been presumptuous to ask what she should not have asked given Nayla's current state.


“Uhuk…. Uhuk...” Suddenly Nayla tesedak. Reynnad immediately brought him some water after the girl let out her mouth.


“You can choke.” Reynand looked confused.


Nayla shook her head as the girl's face turned red and shed tears.


“Abang that chicken suirin first. That's kegedean's chicken.” The girl put the food she took out on an empty plate.


Reynand complies with Nayla to feed the chicken. He felt that he was starting to like Nayla's attitude that was not condescending to him. It feels like a lot of fun. No longer feel awkward and stiff. Instantly a prank idea arose in his head when he was going to feed the girl back.


“Aaaa.” Reynand began to direct the scoop of Nayla's mouth. The girl also nodded. As the spoon reached Nayla's mouth, Reynand turned it back as if he were about to play an airplane. Reynand did it over and over again until Nayla's face looked upset.


“Ih Brother.” Nayla hits Reynand's arm. Face pouting.


“Ya is Aaaa.” Unfortunately, the man played him again. Finally Nayla was really upset by him. He chose silence not to respond when Reynand would bribe him again.


“Nay let's open his mouth.” Nayla was silent, she was already very upset with Reynand.


“Nay angry yes.” Reynand tried to persuade.


“Nay.” Reynand tries to bring her face closer to Nayla.


“Abang what the hell.” Nayla turns her face away from Reynand.


“Udah yes don't sulk. Let's eat some more. I'm just kidding.”


“Lagian Brother anyway. Ngeselin.”


“Ya already, sorry yes.”


“Iya” Even so Nayla still shows an annoyed face.


Reynand smiled again.


*


*


*


*


*


*