THE BEFORE WE DONE
Returns Jealousy

"I love you so much, Ay." With a full look.

Ayla kissed Regan's lips, "I love you too Re, love you so much."

Regan makes Ayla drift with touch-touch at some sensitive point Ayla, Ayla as if continues to enjoy when the moaning sounds beautiful from Ayla's voice.

This leaves Regan on occasion, as Regan lowers the triangular cover of Ayla's assets, Regan's eyes trace where the scar that Pras meant.

"This injury..." Regan's mind when he realized there was a stitch that had faded near Ayla's groin.

Regan never saw it, the location of the scar was barely visible, probably because it was a long time ago.

Regan returns to her consciousness, she is about to have love with Ayla. Regan refocuses on her romance, giving and receiving each other the pleasure that led them to let go of their pent-up desire during these three months.

"Baby, you're so good, baby." Regan Racau.

"Akhh, keep Re.. Faster." D*sah Ayla.

"Good Baby, as you request, dear." Regan increased the tempo of his speed, making Ayla several times get his release.

"Akhh Re, I can't stand it."

"I'll be there soon, baby.. Together." Regan moves faster, until Ayla squeezes Regan's shoulder.

They both groaned as they reached their respective releases.

Regan peppered Ayla's face in tears.

"Still sick?" Ask Regan.

Ayla shook her head, "Well, it doesn't hurt anymore Re."

Regan smiled, a split second Regan woke up and held Ayla's body.

"I helped clean it up." Regan's words were taken by Ayla.

Regan sits Ayla on a toilet, takes a jet shower and cleans up the rest of their romance in the core of Ayla.

"Well, this is a scar, what scar?" Regan pretended not to know.

Ayla stared at the scar that Regan meant and grabbed him. "I don't know either, Re. The scar didn't know when it was on my body." Answer Ayla.

"It's like a stitch, Ay. might have scratched something. You don't remember?" Ask Regan deeply.

Ayla kept shaking her head, she could not remember why there was a stitch scar near her groin. Regan understood, if it is true that Ayla is Pras's younger sister, then no doubt the scars on Ayla's body are the scars that are meant by Pras. And clearly Ayla does not remember it because when it happened Ayla's age is still about a year.

The next day Regan accidentally helps Ayla by brushing her hair.

"You've grown so sweet from last night until this morning." Ayla said as she looked at Regan from her makeup glass.

"Ishh nyebelin. never sensitized, but often I was sweet with you." Regan.

Ayla smiled amusedly as she saw her husband pretending to sulk. "You're so sweet as a kitten."

Ceklek..

The sound of the door opening, seen Disya who was running towards Ayla.

"Onty, where's Lyu?" Ask Disya.

"Ryu and Aunt are sunbathing near the pool." Ayla replied while holding Disya.

"Take Disya to sunbathe too, Ay. let warm her body." Regan's words were taken by Ayla.

"Yuk, we're sunbathing with Ryu." Take Ayla and hold Disya down.

After Ayla came out with Disya, Regan immediately picked up some of Ayla's hair left behind by her comb. Ayla's hair did fall out a little and it made it easier for Regan to take a sample of Ayla's hair for a DNA test.

"Hopefully, Pras and his family are your family Ay." Muttered Regan expectantly.

***

At the Pras house, though,

Irwan is disappointed to get unsatisfactory results about Ayla's origin report.

Her man said that Ayla's data is protected by reliable IT. Even Irwan's men hire a hacker only to break into Ayla's data but to no avail.

Pras is getting a message from Regan,

"The scar is there, I've also got a sample of Ayla's hair." - Regan-Regan

a message containing a sample of Ayla's hair that Regan has managed to get. Pras also came to Irwan in his office.

"Mr." Call Pras.

Irwan who raised his head against the seat of his greatness immediately turned to look at Pras.

"What's wrong?" Ask Irwan.

Pras sat opposite Irwan. "I found someone similar to Hana." Pras said carefully.

"There's no need to investigate if what you're talking about is Doctor Regan's wife. Because Papi has told people to find out but the results are nil. The data is protected and cannot be breached even with the best hackers." Reply Irwan.

"But also suspects Regan's wife is Hana?" Ask Pras who does not know if the father has acted first.

"He was very similar to your Mammu's face when young, one dimple on the left cheek, brown eyes and round percis like your mama." Reply Irwan.

"And a scar on Hana's thigh that was also owned by Ayla." Sahut Pras's.

"Wound again?" Ask Irwan.

"But forgot? when we were little on vacation to the villa, Hana and I swam, on the edge of the pool, it slipped and right on the thigh was scratched by a ceramic fragment and deep enough that it had to be sewn."

Irwan sighed, "Oh my god.. So the wound was also in Dr Regan's wife?"

"There, even Regan himself has got a sample of his wife's hair, so Pras is here to ask Papi's hair sample to be matched with Ayla's hair sample."

"You should have said this from the beginning, Papi didn't have to tell anyone else to look for data on Ayla."

"Mana Pras tau Papi has already acted first. And sorry, Pap. Pras just doesn't want to be rash in making a decision."

Irwan nodded, "It's only fitting that the data is hard to trace, Ayla is in the Aryo Darmawan family." Irwan sighed. "The Aryo Darmawan family is so good but according to Papi this is mysterious, why can the Aryo Darmawan family hide Ayla's data, hopefully Ayla is Hana who we are looking for this slama."

***

Arriving for Disya to go home to Pras, Nanda has told Pras that he will deliver Disya and Pras does not need to pick her up to Aryo's house.

"Mommy so stay at Disya's house?" Ask Disya.

"Sorry, Mommy can't stay at Disya's house, Grandpa is not very healthy, if there is no Mommy, Grandpa must have forgotten to take medicine." Reply Nanda gave an understanding to Disya.

Disya pursed her lips a sign of disappointment.

"Sneak? Mommy ain't lying, is she?" Disya asked as she extended her little finger at Nanda.

Nanda linked her little finger to Disya's little finger, "I'm Promise."

Nanda arrives at Pras' house and is shocked to see a woman with Pras and his parents.

"Sirland..." Linda moved her wheelchair towards Nanda and everyone looked at Nanda.

Nanda smiled awkwardly, "Sorry Mam, Nanda is disturbing. Nanda just wants Disya's anther back." Nanda replied after successfully neutralizing her heart which was probably a little jealous.

"Who is that woman? Could he be Mas Pras' lover?" So many questions for Nanda.

"Come on Nan." Take Irwan.

"Thank you, Pap. But I'm sorry Nanda's in a hurry, there's another need."

"Lho, koq's home. We'll have lunch together first." Say Linda.

"Mommy, Disya wants to eat with Mommy." Said Disya.

Pras captures Nanda's misbehavior since seeing Sania at home, Sania herself is a colleague of Pras' hospital who is a genetic specialist analyst at Pras's family's hospital, he came to Pras' house to take a sample of Irwan's hair that would be matched with a sample of Ayla's hair that Regan would take to the hospital today.

Pras smiled smirk, he was sure that Nanda had feelings for him too, only maybe Nanda still needed time to believe his heart, and Pras would use his own way to get Nanda's heart completely.

"Then I go straight to the hospital, Doc." Sania.

"Don't eat here first?" Ask Linda who is really nice to anyone.

"Thank you, Mom. I went straight to the hospital because there was still some work to be done." Answer Sania.

After Sania said goodbye, Linda invited everyone to lunch together, and after, Disya slept after taking her medicine, Linda and Irwan also chose to rest. While Pras with Nanda sat in the guest room.

"So hurry home, where are you going?" Tanya Pras. Though Pras knew that Nanda just reasoned, but Pras was very happy to tease Nanda.

"Oh, I almost forgot. I have other needs." Answer Nanda as much as possible to calm down.

Nanda stood up, "I'm home, Mom." But Nanda's hand was pulled back by Pras so Nanda sat back down and Pras put himself together to sit next to Nanda.

"Where am I going?"

"A.. I have business with Robi. Let's talk about your work outside." Nanda replied nervously and lied while looking at the direction.

Pras pulled Nanda's chin to look at her. "Don't lie." His whisper.

"Mas." Screeched Nanda.

Pras pulled Nanda's waist to get closer to her. "I don't like you going alone with Robi."

Nanda scrunched his forehead.

"I'm jealous, very jealous. I want to take you straight to KUA and marry you, and lock you up in my room all day." He said in a seductive tone.

"Mas Pras." Nanda is getting wrong.

"You're Disya's Mommy, which means you're also my wife, just unofficial. And when do you want me to formalize our relationship?" Ask Pras.

"What do you mean by Pras?" Ask Nanda back.

"I want to marry you." Pras seriously replied.

Nanda just shut up and looked into Pras' eyes, looking serious in Pras' eyes.

"We won't fit in." Answer Nanda later.

"What makes us unsuitable?" Ask Pras.

"I'm a jealous person, I'm possessive, if you marry me, I don't like you being close to any woman."

Pras smiling smirk. "Are you jealous of Sania?"

Nanda turned his face away.

"My answer is Nanda."

Nanda looked back at Pras's face. "I have no right to be jealous because you're not mine."

Cuppy

Pras kissed a glimpse of Nanda's lips even mellu*matt her a little. There was no rejection from Nanda.

"Then make me yours, I'll make sure I'll only be yours."

Nanda shook his head, "I'm not perfect, Mas. Better find another woman better than me." Nanda turned his face back, he held the tightness of his chest remembering that he was not perfect.

Pras scrunched his forehead, he realized that Nanda had a deep trauma.

"What's that about the child?" Guess Pras.

Nanda just kept quiet and did not answer. Pras knew very well, the woman he had helped during childbirth was the woman who was cheating from Nanda's previous husband. Regan told me everything.

"My ex-husband is having an affair with his ex-lover, maybe besides because they still have love, it could be about the child is also the main reason. Our marriage was three years but we didn't have any children, while, not long ago they had an affair, the mistress was already pregnant."

Nanda smiled miris. "It is better that Mas Pras forgets Mas' intention to marry me. I'm not perfect."

"Who has judged you imperfect? Have you checked with a doctor for your problems? Did the doctor say that? Or is it just your own perception?" Tanya Pras.

Nanda just kept quiet and did not answer, he himself was confused by his circumstances.

"It's not just him who is in a crisis of confidence it turns out you are like that, Nan." Pras.

Nanda remained silent.

Pras grabs Nanda into his arms.and rubs Nanda's long hair, "I want to marry you because I want to have a life companion, an aging friend like Mami and Papiku, making you a mother for Disya. I don't care what your shortcomings are, I'm a Obgyn doctor, I'll help treat you and if you still don't get pregnant, we already have disya and that's enough. And if you still want a child, we can try a tube baby if it doesn't work we can babysit a child from an orphanage." Pras said at length full of confidence.

Nanda's heart was filled to hear Pras say that. Like drops of dew watering Nanda's arid heart.

Pras loosened his embrace and kissed Nanda's face with both hands.

"Trust me, I'll take care of you and we age together."

Nanda nodded, "But give me a little more time." Sluggishly.

Pras smiled then gave a glimpse of Nanda's lips again.

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