Reyhan, My husband

Reyhan, My husband
Protector


From the beginning.


Since he decided to leave his papa house full of luxury facilities, then chose to build a home and a halfway house for the children, Reyhan always made sure themselves that they were safe.


Their children are safe in the safety of their bodies, and of their souls.


Reyhan would not let them face the problem alone. Not because Reyhan wanted them to depend on him, but


because of Reyhan's promise and principle to himself.


That is, being a protector.


Protecting those around him. Protector of the sinless children who lost their parents.


Reyhan has been a protector who doesn't want to be protected, ever since.


Maybe, that's the reason.


In addition to Nayla being his wife, the woman has managed to lock Reyhan's heart. Since, then.


The moment when, with her courage and honesty, Nayla recognized her unholy condition again, in that time.


Reyhan becomes obsessed with protecting Nayla. No matter how big the storm is. Moreover, Nayla was now his wife. He was obsessed with giving the woman security, just as he gave her children security.


"Hello pa" His voice answered a phone call from his father-in-law. While walking behind Bima, towards the parking lot.


"Rey.. how? you know that's not news out there?" There was a worried tone that Reyhan heard. Making his heart, a little annoyed at failing to protect his people.


"Reyhan knows you already, Papa don't have to worry. Let Reyhan handle it." Trying to calm down, even though his own mind was not calm.


While getting into the car, Reyhan pinched the tip of his left eye temple. He also looks serious listening to the voice of the man from across there.


"Papa's sorry Rey.." His voice vibrates. Perhaps, papa Zeko held back his cries. "You're getting carried away in this matter"


"No problem pa" His hand rubbed his own hair violently. "Nayla is Reyhan's wife. So, it's my duty to protect Nayla."


"Then, where's Nayla? why isn't the phone active..?"


"He's safe." Reyhan paused his sentence slightly, before telling papa Zeko about a little bit of his plan. "I did not intentionally give Nayla access to social networks. I'm afraid he's in the mind."


Anyway, Nayla is in a state of restoring the condition of her uterus. He should not stress, and think of heavy burdens.


"But Rey, you have to ask her directly about the photo?"


"Pa.." His voice held for a few seconds. "Does you believe Nayla? After all, the photo is not necessarily true pa."


In fact, the photo is real. And Reyhan, you know that.


Reyhan has confirmed the authenticity of the photos that are widespread in the media.


"But what if the photo is real? Papa has to make sure, and hear straight from Nayla's own mouth."


"Pa, Reyhan please be equally papa. Don't make Nayla depressed.. Reyhan will solve this problem. Even if the photo proves to be true, please, forgive Nayla pa"


"Where can it be?" His tone slightly raised. "Obviously papa would be angry, if until the photo is really his picture."


"Pa..."


"So, how come he's in front of the hotel like that?" Still with a higher tone.


"Pa... Reyhan please be with papa. Nayla must have had her reasons. Isn't that right, not necessarily true?"


From across the phone, Reyhan heard papa Zeko sigh. Grunts were annoyed, while calming the rumbling emotions. "What about you, then,?"


"Reyhan doesn't matter pa, Reyhan doesn't care about Nayla's past."


Silent.


For almost a minute there was no answer from across there. Perhaps, papa Zeko was thinking about Reyhan's words.


Aye right.


Because the truth is, in a different place. The middle-aged man was holding his chest tight. While sitting on his grand chair, Papa Zeko's eyes looked teary.


he met Reyhan and got him married to his only daughter. Although, he had to force Reyhan's marriage in the first place, on the grounds of a favor. But the choice is not wrong.


After all, Zeko really likes Reyhan.


Reyhan is the right man for Nayla.


"Pa..."


"Yes Rey.." While taking a piece of tissue, then rubbing it in both eyes.


"Oh, dad, Reyhan's busy. There is still work from the boss. Reyhan's on his way, meeting pa."


"Yes, good luck. Greetings to Nayla. Please protect her.."


Reyhan nodded in relief, as if his father-in-law was looking at him. Closing her phone, Reyhan looked out the window.


He needs to calm down and focus. For the sake of a smooth meeting, and the success of a mutually beneficial deal.


For GMT Group, and for his wife, Nayla. Demi can find the right bright spot to solve their problems.


Reyhan doesn't want any missteps, any missteps. Hopefully, the problem this time did not hurt too deeply.


The car pulled over, entering the courtyard of a towering glass building. Higher than the tallest building in the city.


With the access card that Mr. Wong Fai had given him, the car they drove managed to enter through the first gate.


Bima is looking for an empty place, to park his car. This is the first time Reyhan set foot there, but not for Bima.


"Welcome, Mr. Reyzuan". Warm welcome from the leader, Reyhan immediately get. The man in white with his eyes narrowed, slightly bowed his head in greeting. "I am Wong Fai's.


President Director, Ikea China Group"


"Thank you very much, a very memorable welcome. I am Reyhan's. And..." Reyhan wants to introduce Bima. But Mr. Wong Fai already knew him first.


"Mr Bima." The three men laughed at the same time. Take the elevator to the meeting room. "'Welcome back, Mr. Bima."


"Thanks you, Mr. Wong Fai."


The atmosphere was very friendly, the awkwardness evaporated just like that. Mr Wong Fai's friendly attitude in welcoming him was very felt.


Moreover, when the three adult men had entered a meeting room in a relaxed style. The black and long sofa faces directly out the window. View of other tall buildings out there. The road built on the road, the railroad through the hallway of the shopping center can be seen clearly from Reyhan's current seat.


Occasionally drinks come, served by two young women who Reyhan guessed as secretary to Mr. Wong Fai. The five of them were busy discussing the seemingly endless work issues, until reaching a mutually beneficial agreement.


The positions were intertwined as a sign of his agreed deal, after Reyhan affixed his signature on a paper contract of cooperation between GMT Group and Ikea China Group.


"Congratulations on the opening of the Ikea branch in Indonesia, Mr. Wong Fai's..."


(Congratulations on the opening of the Ikea branch in Indonesia, Mr Wong Fai)


"Thank you, Mr. Reyhan, and congratulations on the successful cooperation between us. Mr. congress. Bima, I hope this cooperation will get better in the future."


(Thank you Mr. Reyhan, and congratulations on the successful cooperation between us. Congratulations Mr. Bima, hopefully this cooperation will be better in the future.)


Reyhan smiled with satisfaction. He and Bima managed to take the GMT Group over one step of the stairs. That means, one more ladder to greatness, has managed to pass GMT smoothly. An increasingly strong position occurred, when Reyhan crossed out the white paper with black ink.


GMT has been the only giant company to successfully cooperate with a large company with a Chinese company.


Still GMT, and only GMT Group has made it this far.


The two of them walked out of the giant building with confident steps. Towards his car.


"We're back at Bim's hotel.."


"Good"


"Oiya Bim, my apartment has been taking care of all this time, right?"


"There's a master, a woman from Indonesia, named Linda."


"Contact him. Tomorrow morning Nayla and I will be occupying the apartment for the next few weeks."