His Virgin Ex Wife
suddenly romance

Rayya stepped quickly towards the kitchen while Arsa headed towards the balcony then opened it. The man was greeted by the night wind when he opened the door. “You can probably relax a little, hopefully with this, you can be more comfortable. We're not really alone, Rayya. We are accompanied by many people.. Under there,” he said with a smile, pointing out.

Rayya smiled at a glance. He moved to prepare a drink. “Mas want which one?” tanyanya pointed at the beverage capsule.

Arsa stared at the coffee machine, then picked up Rayya's cup lying on the dining table and containing a green tea latte. “I think I should pick this one,” he then rushed to sip the drink. “Mas just found out that you now have a coffee machine?”

Rayya. Fortunately, it was not drunk. If he had time to drink, then it means Arsa sipping Rayya's drink. He took another cup, then took a capsule and put it in the machine. “Shanaz giving ideas, Mas. He said I needed to try some things out of the ordinary so I could change the mood.”

“Good! Not wrong if you want to try, because all this time you are not kayaking... what is the term…? frogs in a shell, fish in a pond? The point is.Will be as good as any shell from Grandpa. It’s nice to go out there, and find your new amazing life, Rayya. Stop living in a fake fairy tale, ok?”

Rayya. He smiled wryly. A fake... fairy tale? Was the world hers all along? The woman blinked as Arsa pushed the plastic, placed it in front of Rayya.

“Oh, yes... briefly, Mas,” he then took the plate and spoon. He looked towards Arsa. The man walked towards the sofa. Rayya nodded slowly. Arsa wants to eat while watching.

After arranging the food, the woman came to Arsa and then approached, giving Arsa's food. “Mas remember yes that rice for me only half a portion... but Mas even forgot, usually Mas did not want to use cucumber, and only use a little... a little sambal and cassava leaves, right?” rayya then shook his head slowly. “Kok can Mas forget anyway? In this case, Mas can spiciness loh.”

Rayya was fond of all-spice cuisine, actually. Although he does not often choose such a menu anyway, maybe. Although he must take a portion of rice, be careful when he can eat or enjoy it, then ensure the total calories in the day. After all, who can resist the scent of rendang and gulai and sambalado like that?! How can... how come?!

Arsa nodded then looked at Rayya. “In fact, I do care any kind of things about you more than about my own self,” he later smiled.

Rayya blinked not believing that he heard Arsa's words. Turns out the guy can be funny though. little bit.

Arsa stared straight. Rayya chose to take her eyes off. The woman was eating her food. His hand then moved to pick up the remote on the table, intending to turn on the television. Arsa is seen starting to sort the food, putting the sambal and cucumber to the edge of the plate. Rayya stole a glance, glanced at it a few times then started to bribe.

“Do... you love?”

Holy hooch!

Rayya coughed when she heard Arsa's question. “Pardon?” hatch quick. A split part of his head began to invite him to think about things. The leaflet on his chest was getting faster, making him wary of his heartbeat. If he uses his smartwatch, there may have been a warning that his heart is beating irregularly.

Rayya blinked, heard the man speak and then fell silent, as if opening a new puzzle. The woman took a breath, before opening her voice, when she believed her heart was back to normal. Especially after Arsa's hand touched the edge of the lips. “What... kind... what kind of love, that... you ask.... for?

That second also Rayya condemned the lack of brain. Why is it that out of a billion sentences, his lips are ruled by his own brain, speaking that sentence?

“I mean Mas not that.. only if you think there, no papa, good even.”.

Rayya smiled quickly then instead chuckled, admitting her own stupidity. “Mas don't have to say love to me, anyway. I'm a woman, man. Can baper loh,” Rayya said. He then scooped up the food and then turned his eyes, staring at the television.

“Would....you love to teach me? How should I face my feeling? ”

Rayya looked over, looking at the man. He found that the man beside him was looking straight as if he was trying to dive into the secrets in Rayya's head. “Mas?”

Arsa smiled again. “How should I face my feelings?”

Rayya sighed. “What kind of feelings?”

Arsa put down her plate, then leaned her back against the sofa. He rolled up the sleeves of the shirt. Then he moved, changing his sitting position, facing Rayya. “Honestly, I don’t know how should I face my feelings. Tell me, how should I face this kind of feelings?”

Rayya swallowed quickly, then put down her plate. He felt his stomach as if he were stirring. This...why did he suddenly experience such an absurd moment together...Arsa? That means... This is true.. Arsa?

“Mas?”

“Well, never mind. I may only be hungry so... I feel a little dizzy,” he then take the plate, then choose to eat.. quickly so fast, Rayya worried in case Arsa.

Rayya chose to bribe her food while occasionally staring at Arsa. The man suddenly began to normalize. Not that it was weird, just maybe a little unusual. Rayya remembered, since when did Arsa began to learn to fight. Look... earlier that he was being flouted... teased by Arsa, right? Butwhy? They were together for years but why did Arsa start teasing her now? I mean.. yesterday where did he go? Why just now, Arsa just openly bragged about... his feelings? Or... It's just Rayya's feelings? Maybe...all that's just Arsa-style kidding?

Rayya nodded slowly. Perhaps, because of a long stay in the country next door, the culture of joking in the style of Arsa underwent a significant change. Isn't life out there freer? Then the joking pattern also experienced a shift in value. Rayya reminded to be careful to play the heart considering Arsa.