Reyhan, My husband
Photo Frame

Nayla walked into the room following Reyhan who had stepped in front of her. Spreading her eyes around every corner in her husband's room.

A simple room.

There was only a bed mattress measuring one hundred sixty meters by two hundred meters.

"Why is the bed so small?" nayla murmured in a barely audible voice.

On the left is a table with a chair. Next to it was a bookcase. And a lot of books are neatly arranged there.

While on the right, there is a wardrobe that is not too large. It was very different from Nayla's previous room.

But somehow, the simple room dominated by black and gray looks cool and makes Nayla comfortable in it.

"Rey, can I take a look around your room?"

He walked through all sides of the room without caring for Reyhan's answer to his question.

Stop next to the bookshelf. His eyes were watching a picture frame.

In the photo is Reyhan and nine other people.

He was watched carefully by Nayla. Making her smile was small when she found that there was a picture of Naura in it too.

Uh wait...this is Mr. Hasan right?

What is Reyhan's relationship with the fierce lecturer?

See, she's smiling at the camera too, embracing Reyhan's shoulder?

Nayla looked at Reyhan for a moment before looking back at the picture frame. Still very curious about what relationship Reyhan and Mr Hasan?

"Hey, what are you looking at?"

Reyhan chuckles to surprise Nayla. He approached Nayla and stood behind her. When his wife focused on staring at the picture frame on the table.

"God.. Why should I surprise you anyway?"

Nayla smashed her lips.

"Haha yes sorry.. You're too focused, honey.. Until I realized I was standing behind you.."

He said as he turned Nayla around to face him.

"Say, what makes you look at the photo to the point of ignoring my existence..?"

Pulling Nayla's body closer to him.

And now, their bodies were stuck together with almost no distance.

"Don't fuck off... Sin knows..!"

Nayla shakes her head away.

His index finger pushed Reyhan's chest slightly away.

Honestly, this kind of position makes Nayla's heart beat really fast.

Wanna put where her face will be if it gets caught ?

Reyhan laughed broken.

"Where are sins? We are a LEGIT couple, right? There is a reward, not a sin...

You're this....."

Pinched Nayla's nose slowly. Making Nayla even more pissed her lips.

Reyhan shooed his body. His desire peaked when he was close to his wife like before.

Oh my gosh, don't let me lose control.

"Reyhan, I'm hungry...."

Nayla said while displaying her own eyes with her hands rubbing her stomach. Then he smiled blandly.

Nay is really hungry. We had breakfast at the hotel. But Nayla didn't finish her breakfast.

"In a moment, we'll have lunch with the kids. Now come here..."

Reyhan moved his index finger forward and back hinting at the command for Nayla to approach.

Nayla walked over. For God's sake, she actually never believed that her husband had eight children. All this time he was silent because he did not want to argue.

But today, Nayla had such a hard time deciphering her situation.

"I can't believe you have eight kids.!"

Nayla squinted her eyes suspiciously.

After landing her butt on the side of the bed near her husband.

"Oh come on, my wife.. We talked about it, right?

That picture frame you saw... They're my kids..."

Reyhan retracted Nayla's body and sat on her lap.

"Where is his mother?"

Ayoooo. try to show me where her mother is..! Don't prank me..

You must really like to prank me?

Reyhan's laughter broke. He pinched Nayla's nose. It feels like Reyhan wants to gobble up Nayla right here.

He drew his lips closer to kiss his wife's lips.

Until their breaths are heard from each other.

Tok tok...

"Mas Rey, the kids are ready to eat."

The sound of Mbak Nana screaming from outside the door stopped his activities.

"Oh yes Ma'am, we're out soon."