My Supermodel Husband
Regan & Selly Chapter 2

“Thank you for your cooperation, hopefully in the future our company will be much better,” said a man ending the meeting. Standing up, he swung his steps out. 

Regan Alvaro Maxton - a handsome 23-year-old Englishman. A few months ago, he graduated in business management at a private university in Jakarta. Armed with the knowledge he got, he worked in his own papa company. 

Being an assistant CEO, he pursued his career from the bottom before reaching the position of CEO who is his own family company. 

Back in his room, Andrew's secretary told Lana the message, “Sorry Sir, Bu Lana said that Mr. Regan was asked to go to the gallery.” 

Regan's steps came to a halt when she heard Papa's secretary sayings. Her memory goes back to her promise to come to her Selly-lover photo exhibit. Looking at the circular watch in his hand, his eyes immediately rounded when he realized that time was pointing at half-four. 

Regan condemns her mistake of forgetting the schedule to come to Selly's place. If it is counted down, the event has been going on for thirty minutes. 

“Put the file into my room!” regan orders and leaves the office. 

Not wasting any time, Regan ran. His brain kept thinking how he would get to the gallery in time, considering the streets of the capital would definitely be very jammed. 

Finally, it comes to mind the bikes provided by his company for employees. The employees usually use bicycles to find food in restaurants around the office.

Regan asked the security guard to unlock the bike. Before leaving, he took off his suit and left it to the security guard. The buttons of the top shirt he opened, to make it more flexible. Not only that, the button arms he opened and rolled up to the arm. Makes his hands easier to move.

Riding on the bike, Regan stepped on the pedal and began pedaling the bike towards the gallery. 

Bicycles cut through the streets of the capital that are notoriously jammed. When the road is impassable, Regan walks the bike over the sidewalk. Ignoring the sight of the person staring at him cynically for using pedestrian facilities for bicycles. However, because Regan is on foot, she calls herself also a pedestrian. 

After escaping from the traffic jam, Regan returned to pedaling her bike. In his heart Regan cursed himself, because since he started work, he did not do sports, because he had just pedaled a bicycle, he was very tired. 

Finally after splitting the annoying bottleneck, Regan arrived at the gallery. Hurry him into the gallery, meeting Selly who must be waiting for him.  

Regan's steps came to a halt when she saw the gallery was deserted. The gallery lights had dimmed and there was no one there. It indicates that the exhibition is finished. Massaging his head, he felt his head suddenly throb. Thinking about what kind of excuse he would give Selly. 

“Why still come here?” A faint voice rang out making Regan turn around. 

From a distance of five meters Regan stood up, looking a woman standing. Who else if not Selly-owner of photo exhibition event as well as Regan's lover. “Selly, listen to me, I was meeting.” He walked over to Selly. 

“I think meeeting will be quickly completed, but it was not completed on time,” Regan said again. His steps arrived right in front of Selly. Looking at the beautiful girl in front of him.

“You forgot?” A question asked by Selly.

Regan swallows her saliva hearing Selly's sharp question. Actually, that's why it's late. 

“Listen to me ..” 

“You are evil once,” said Selly began to cry. 

Regan's dead fleas. This mistake was too great, considering the exhibition was invaluable to Selly. 

She could do nothing but calm down, pull Selly's body, bring her into her arms. “I'm sorry.” 

“You are evil once,” said Selly is still upset. However, this time he added a punch to Regan's chest. 

Regan, who realizes her mistake, lets Selly do what she does. Not forbidding and accepting because it knows that so upset Selly will be ventured. “Hit if it makes you satisfied.”

“Ach ...” Actually Selly didn't really strangle her, but she pretended to 

Selly stopped the action. 

Seeing Regan in pain, Selly immediately took off. Wasting her face, not wanting to see Regan. His disappointment was so much. Until he can't stop it.

“Sorry,” said Regan again while pulling Selly's chin. Staring at Selly, he put on his face.  What he used to do when Selly was upset. 

Sally exhaled a rough breath, easing her upset. 

“You want to eat ice cream?” regan asked with his innocent face. A smile was tucked in his face. A smile that will only be present when with Selly. Because only Selly can make her smile. 

Selly's frustration slowly subsided. He realized that something unexpected could happen. His always positive thoughts can always ease his anger. “Large strawberry flavor,” said. 

Regan's smile widened. Feeling relieved when Selly was devastated. “Don't large, jumbo though I'll buy.” 

“Ayo,” invite Selly. She wrapped her hand around Regan's arm and pulled him out of the gallery. 

Regan resigned when her body was pulled by Selly, not refusing at all.  

Arriving at the parking lot, Selly circulates the view looking for Regan's car. Usually Regan will bring his favorite sedan car.  However, he did not find it in the parking lot. “Where is your car?” tanyanya.

“I'm not here by car.” 

“Then?” 

“I came here to ride it,” said Regan while pointing at the bike.

Selly's eyes are perfectly rounded looking with what Regan is into the gallery. “You ride that?” tanyanya. 

“The road is stuck, so I was forced to wear it to get there quickly. However, it turns out I still can't get to the time and actually come when it's done.” There was a bit of regret in Regan's heart. He understood how valuable the exhibition was. 

“I'll hold it again later and I won't let you work.”

“I promise ahead I will come,” replied Regan flat. “Come,” invites him to pull Selly to the place where his bike is parked. 

Sally squinted her eyes as she looked at the bicycle that only fit for that one person. He thought about where he should sit. “I have to ride where?” tanyanya's confused. 

“Here,” said Regan pointing iron in front of the bike seat. 

Selly's forehead wrinkled, thinking about how she could ride there. Sitting on such an iron would definitely not be comfortable. For a moment Selly imagined if it would definitely not be comfortable sitting there. It will hurt a lot when sitting. 

“Come, let's just say it's a romantic scene in the movie.” That's the only way Regan used to persuade Selly. 

Hearing the word romantic, Selly remembers if he often saw scenes like in movies. It didn't take long, Selly went up in a tilted position. Hope comfort will be found. 

Undying, Regan pedals her bike, driving Selly home. Splitting the capital's traffic jams at work. The streets were filled with motorbikes and cars that made the streets full. Fortunately, they use bicycles and can slip between parked cars. 

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