Applicable Ex.

Applicable Ex.
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When I finished the shower, I went to the kitchen. I don't think I'd be able to meet Rey now.


I feel like I have no face!


If I was not surprised if I wanted to wake up there was a hand that stuck on my waist, surely I would not act silly like that.


" From the thought of the creation earlier, mending I just cook."


I immediately prepared the ingredients.


Today, I cooked a special fried rice.


More special for Rey!


" Don't think it's gonna make me feel better, Lo, Rey. Yes, even if I know I'm wrong. But those memories of the past will not just disappear! Good luck, Rey."


I smiled meaningfully looking at the fried rice I made for Rey.


" This is the beginning, didn't Lo herself say she wouldn't work? Now let's see."


I can't wait to see Rey's expression. Just imagine it makes me smile happily.


" Well, it's good."


Papa who just came down directly sat looking at my cooking presented on the table.


" Yes dong, who was he cooking."


I am proud of myself! Yes, in every cuisine I never get bad value from papa.


" The cooking is also a century! That's if you're diligent!"


The mother who had just arrived instantly knocked out this confidence.


Duh mama, why if you like it really?


Strike some, make nyesek!


Hixes


" Mama."


I whine while pouting!


" Don't use everything! Where's Rey? Why hasn't it come down?"


" It's still in the room!"


I answered quickly! Sebel me long.


" Morning, ma, pa."


It's good to call in-laws!


" Morning, Rey. Let's sit down for breakfast."


Same Rey very soft cake Ager! Eh, isn't his agent flabby huh? Sutra.


The same turn as your own child? I'm like a tiger ready to kill a victim!


I wonder since there's a human whose name is Rey into this family? My mom changed just like me!


" Dea, why dumb? Let's get breakfast for your husband." Mama made me realize the war between heart and mind.


I took a plate of fried rice that I prepared for Rey.


" Now."


" Thank you." Said Rey smilingly accepting the plate that I was sodorin.


" If the husband's layanin is soft a little dong! Cook that coarse!" Mama's protests.


Thankfully I threw them!


" No papa, ma. Anyway, Dea just hasn't gotten used to it." Bela Rey's.


Pake my belain sok-soak!


Let me tell you that dream daughter-in-law?


" Talking, now we have breakfast." Papa mediates this debate.


Everyone started eating. And I just noticed Rey who just fed me a spoonful of fried rice.


I started counting!


One


Two


Ti's....


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