Beginning of the Compulsion
18. A Photo

Rayyan simply moved from before Dio. He does not want to prolong the problem. Especially just a little thing. He also went into the mall. Heading to a place that provides clothing for women. While Dio behind continued to curse because of his desire Rayyan did not grant to apologize to him.

Rayyan got what she wanted. He finally got back out and got into his car. He returned to his restaurant. Then his co-workers approached and told Rayyan that Melisa was now in front of Fani's parents' house. Melisa contacted Sakti because Rayyan's phone was off.

"You want what she is." Rayyan was upset.

"I think you'll finish it with him first. Let him never chase you again, bro." Sakti.

Because they have been in law since the first time. You could say a fellow-struggle in finding a job until the point now.

"I've done it from yesterday. But he's the shameless one. I already know I'm married. Still chasing like there's no other guy."

"It's a habit that women sometimes like it when they feel that they love their lovers so much." Kekeh Sakti who even asked him to joke.

"And that goes only for him. Because I have no shame. And I emphasize. She's not my boyfriend." Rayyan glanced at Sakti while narrowing her eyes. "If you want to. Just take it."

"Taking the former Director? Is that polite?" Keweh Sakti because it feels Rayyan is funny. Age is old. But he thinks Rayyan hasn't solved the problem.

"Why indeed? My ex is also the important thing I haven't done." Said Rayyan who deliberately called it my word.

"Casual bro. It was taken seriously. Pantes your life continues to mendrama. I know you're confused again? Facing a woman like Melisa. Easy!" Say Sakti while patting Rayyan on the shoulder.

Sakti whispered in Rayyan's ear. "Will it work?" Ask Rayyan.

"just try. Until you have fruit, you can come back. Take it easy here, let me do it all." Tukas Sakti's.

"Indeed mango, fruiting. But your advice may be. I haven't even had a honeymoon with my wife." Rayyan's Kekeh. "But if I come back and he bullies me again how?"

"Give it to me." Sakti looks confident. He was still confused at his advice. But seeing his best friend is always a problem. He was very sorry for her.

"Thanks bro's. You were my best friend from a long time ago. I'll go home first. Afraid my wife was there first. Can be berabe later."

Rayyan got into her car. And drove at high speed. His heart is really in a rage. He finally arrived in front of his father-in-law's house. And it was true that Melisa was standing right in front of the gate. Rayyanpun got out of his car and immediately approached towards Melisa.

"What else do you want?" Rayyan asked, trying to calm down. His heart was filled with anger towards Melisa.

"Rayyan darling. Is this really your in-laws' house?" Keve Melisa while looking at the front of the house from behind the gate.

"Stop saying the word dear. We're nobody anymore. And I'm married." Press Rayyan.

"Ohh, I forgot. Oops." Melisa said as her hands closed her mouth.

"Whatdoyouwant? tell the. I'm tired of you chasing me all the time." Rayyan was upset.

"Sabar sabaaarrr."

"Shitts. People like you don't deserve to say that word." Umpat Rayyan's.

"It turns out you're really grumpy." Kept Melisa.

"Yes, and it applies only to you."

"Okeeyyy. And want to ask for permission too."

"You mean?"

"I'm here to ask your wife and your in-laws for permission. To be a part of your life or to be your wife's honey." Melisa said confidently.

"How dare you! But only a madman would do that." Press Rayyan.

"Yes I'm crazy Rayyan. And it's because of you." Shouted Melisa who could not stand because Rayyan constantly denigrated. "If you don't want to. I won't hesitate to give the photo in front of all of them." Press Melisa.

"the photo? What photo?" Ask Fani who has just come home and has been standing behind her husband.

Melisa also does not know the arrival of Fani. Because it was blocked by Rayyan's tall and sturdy body.

Rayyan gasped at the question. Because he knew the owner of the voice. He also looked back.

"Dear to be home? Why not tell me? Maybe I can pick it up." Rayyan said while hugging the wife's body and then kissed her forehead.

Melissa saw it. He turned his eyes away. His heart rumbled feeling such a deep fire of jealousy.

"The photo? What's that supposed?" Ask Fani back. Because he was also very curious.

"That's dear. It's nothing. You know how he behaves." Rayyan kept switching her conversation.

"Keep why the same mas he could be alone in front of my parents' house?" Fani said while looking at Melisa.

"Enough Melisa." Press Rayyan.

"Why mas. Let him speak first. He said it too, right? Come here well." Fani.

"No dear. We're inbound. And don't mind him. Come on." Rayyan pulls Fani's hand until both of them enter the house. Then shut the door tight.

"Key Rayyan. This time you can escape. But it won't." Melisa muttered and left in front of the house of Fani's parents.

"Mas. You're strange. Like hiding something from me." Said Fani who is now both already in the room.

"No dear. Believe the same." Rayyan hugged Fani and kissed her repeatedly. "Where was the show?"

"Currently mas, because it was only attended by relatives of Nindy doang."

"The lizard?"

"Tante Shera loves gifts from me." Said Fani who had forgotten a little about the problem because she was washed away by her husband's sweet treatment.

"What is it?"

"It's just a set of doangs."

"That's been great, baby. My wife is very smart in choosing." Praise Rayyan. Because he knows. She wanted to be praised from the slightest thing.

"Gombal."

"No, baby. Seriously." Rayyan did not want to let go of her embrace.

"Mas. Stuffer hugged the mouth from earlier." Fani tried to let go of her husband's embrace. But her husband took her to walk to the bed. Then the two sat with Fani's position on Rayyan's lap.

"Mas." Prevent Fani because now the hand is trying to release the gamis zipper worn by Fani.

Rayyan's breath sounded so heavy. And his eyes looked at Fani's lips without blinking.

"Mas already. Still this afternoon. The present."

"Why indeed? Hmm?"

"No. Later tonight, mas. Now I'm not calm. Maghrib soon."

"alright. But I want to have fun for a while. No need to release hormones."

Fani also resigned to serve the wishes of her husband. She was also very happy with her husband's treatment.

***

Meanwhile, somewhere else. Melisa is still thinking about how to take Rayyan back and separate her from Fani. He looked for a way to show the photo in front of Fani. Finally I have an idea.

"Hopefully this time it works. Then your wife's trust in you is useless. I'm certain. Your wife will leave you." Melisa muttered smilingly imagining if the photo really worked she showed.

Melisa who had been in the caffe for a long time finally came out. Then get on his car. But when going to drive the car feels different. He got down and checked. And it's true. The back wheel of the car looks flat.

"Duuhhh kok kempes anyway." Melisa looked confused. Because he could not change his car tires even though he brought the tires for backup. Go to the store very far.

"Where's this coming home." In the midst of his confusion, a man appeared beside his car.

"Mas mas." Call Melisa to Dio. Dio stopped and looked. "Can you help me? The tires are flat. And please replace it with this one." Tukas Melisa while showing the tires of the car he was carrying.

But Dio did not care and walked back. But Melisa kept calling him because only Dio happened to pass by. Dio turned his head back and moved closer to Melisa,

then just like that his hand grabbed the tire for him to change. And the hand was so deft that it didn't feel like Dio was done.

"It." Said Melisa while handing over some red sheets of paper.

"Not to." Dio said and left leaving Melisa who looked sculpted.

"Cowok freak. In this day and age. Money doesn't want to." Melisa murmured which of course was not heard by Dio because it was far away. Melisa finally gets home.

Still a couple who apparently finished having fun. Rayyan again tightened the buttons on her shirt and immediately went to the bathroom. So also Fani justifies his already irregular robe.

At that moment Fani's phone sounded. There is a message notification. He grabbed his phone. Then open.

"The same photo? Meet me tomorrow." A message from someone. Then send the location where they should meet.