Why I Moved Into a Novel
I Want to go home.

Mahira runs out of Reyvan's room and searches where Vanilla's room is, the only person Mahira believes in right now is Vanilla.

This was all completely absurd to him, how could any human being be able to move another human soul into a novel, trapping him to live a life he did not want.

In the middle of his escape Mahira saw the room lights that were still on, Mahira was sure it was Vanilla's room she rushed over but before her hand touched the doorknob a hand covered her mouth and pulled her easily back into Reyvan's room.

Tleksk...

Door in lock. Mahira glares hatefully at the figure of the man standing in front of her, the same Reyvan from Reyvan the first time Mahira came to this novel, but strangely Mahira feels that she does not recognize this man.

"Don't play with me Mahira."

"You're the one who played me, you played someone's life and stole his soul to come to this place, you have no right to do that!!" Mahira was so upset that she could not hold her loud voice, fortunately Reyvan's room was designed with high security and soundproof so that the sound as loud as anything from inside would not come out loud.

"I do that because I love you so much, everything is fair in love and war is not it. So it's not against the law that I'm doing this because of my love."

Mahira looked at Reyvan as if Reyvan was a lunatic.

"You created this novel?" Ask Mahira.

"It wasn't me, someone who hated you created this novel to make the story so tragic, if I created this novel then I would make you fall in love with me and would not be able to leave me. I'm just using this novel to draw your soul and live together here, we're going to turn this tragic story into a romance."

Mahira laughed so hard that tears came out from every corner of her eyes, This is really ridiculous for her.

"I want to go home, I don't like it here." Mahira lirih.

Reyvan cupped Mahira's cheeks and kissed Mahira's eyes. "You'll love being here as time goes on."

"This is a fake world!!!"

"Then consider this world real."

Mahira is not inexhaustible with the man in front of her, how can one live in a fake world and feel happiness, in the original world, Mahira does not know what happened whether he is alive or dead.

"Let's go to sleep, it's so late I'm also so tired." Reyvan wants to stop their fight.

Mahira refuses Reyvan's touch and moves away from him. "I'm going to sleep on the couch, I don't want to sleep in one bed with a cycopath like you."

"Remember what we mentioned in our marriage contract..."

"That's your marriage contract with the real Mahira, not me. In fact I'm not your wife, and we have no relationship whatsoever." Mahira presses on saying she is not your wife, and has no relationship whatsoever.

"okay." Reyvan agrees.

Reyvan's approval is not genuine, he just wants to make Mahira calmer and approach her again.

Mahira snorted then took the pillow and thin blanket from the closet, she went to the sofa and began to prepare for sleep..

Reyvan who saw it just kept quiet and waited for the girl to sleep soundly.

Mahira lay on her back to Reyvan, refusing to see Reyvan's face, although the fear in her heart was still stirring, Mahira tried to remain calm and slowly slept.

Lord. I hope everything is a dream and I can wake up in my rented house. Inner Mahira.

Reyvan stayed awake waiting for Mahira to really sleep, until twelve o'clock at night Reyvan was sure Mahira would not wake up, he walked to the sofa, slowly and surely he carried Mahira moving him to bed.

"Why are you so stubborn, I love you so much, you rejected me before we even met. Mahira I hope you understand my feelings." Reyvan said, his voice sounded raucous and melancholic.

...----------------...

Morning later.

Tok.tokk...

Vanilla knocked on Reyvan's door without stopping before the owner opened it, Vanilla even shouted to Mahira hoping the girl would wake up.

Mahira slowly opened her eyes, her forehead wrinkled from her annoyed sleep.

"Mahira...."

"Aeyyy.... Who screams in the morning blind like this, so little work." Complain Mahira.

Reyvan is also disturbed, he opens his eyes and sees the grumbling Mahira unclear. Reyvan took his phone to look at the clock.

time shows at six in the morning.

Mahira was stunned when she saw Reyvan sleeping beside her, Mahira immediately sat up straight and her gaze fell on the sofa which still had a blanket and pillow.

Why would I be here? I should have been on the couch. Inner Mahira.

Immediately Mahira turned his head to look at the innocent-looking Reyvan.

"What?" Reyvan asked with a plain expression.

Reyvan shrugged his shoulders. "I don't know, maybe you have sleepwalking disease."

Mahira was in disbelief, she angrily got out of bed and went to the bathroom slamming the door.

Brakkk.....

Reyvan massaged his temple that was painful, but could not be denied Reyvan happy.

Tokks..tokk...

"Sister Reyvan. Mahira, open the door!!!!!"

"Shhh... My God, when will this bully leave." Reyvan grumbled.

Reyvan opened the door and saw Vanilla standing there, Vanilla's expression was clear, she was upset.

"At first open the door. Reyvan's sister, Grandma told you to go back to the old residence." reported Vanilla.

"When?" Ask Reyvan.

"This jiang. Looks like there'll be a special guest."

Reyvan nodded. "When do you go back to your house?"

"Me?" Vanilla pointed at him.

"Nl..."

Vanilla smiled broadly, seeing that Reyvan's smile had a bad firsat.

"I'll stay here in a few days."

Sure enough, Reyvan's premonition, his cousin who was crumpled will really stay long in his house and interfere into the pool of this house.

"I've reported what I should report, so I'll go back to my room. bye. bye.." Vanilla waved her hand.

Reyvan shook his head, he closed the door.

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Mahira forgot to bring a change of clothes, and is now trapped inside the bathroom with just a short towel.

The air temperature was already extremely cold, his body was shivering as every gust of wind swept across Mahira's skin, leaving him cold.

Slowly Mahira opened the door and then wildly searched for Reyvan, when he found out that Reyvan was not in his room Mahira was relieved.

Treading Mahira's tiptoes out of the bathroom and into the walk in closet, after being in it Mahira heaved a sigh of relief, she chose the shirt while holding the end of the towel so as not to come off.

Unaware that Reyvan was standing behind him watching himself, Mahira was engrossed in picking clothes even as she hummed cheerfully.

Reyvan leaned back while folding his hands in front of his chest, the indulgence for his eyes in the morning made Reyvan's mood pleasant.

Mahira wears a bra and then********** without removing the towel on her body.

Following Mahira's hand movements, Reyvan's eyes moved without blinking.

When the Mahira withdraws*********** and only half of it at the foot until the whistle is heard behind it.

Mahira turned around and how surprised she could be from the look on her face.

"You..."

Mahira immediately retreated until her back stuck in the closet.

Step by step Reyvan advanced towards Mahira, his mischievous eyes kept staring at***********hanging on both feet, a vulgar yet remarkable sight for Reyvan.

The closer and closer Reyvan continues to hold on to Mahira so that makes Mahira inevitably close his eyes, the grip on the end of his towel the more tightly afraid of arriving to fall.

"Reyvan is retreating." said Mahira slowly.

Reyvan draws Mahira closer to him, his passionate desire can no longer be held back. Reyvan took back the bra that Mahira was wearing.

"Don't.." in one go the strapless bra fell on the side of Mahira and Reyvan's legs.

"I don't want to do it."

Reyvan did not listen to Mahira's refusal, he kissed her forehead, both eyelids, nose, lips, chin, then it went down.

"You know for yourself, I don't like rejection especially your rejection." Reyvan whispers.

The towels Mahira wore and Reyvan's clothes fell down one by one and the sound of ambiguous voices echoed in every corner of their room.