
Who could have thought all this to happen? Hearing the explanation from the Rector sir earlier, as well as the parents of Reno sir, waiting to make them dumbfounded. And sad of course. There are even those who make up the hastag about 'delayed marriage of handsome lecturers' or 'national heartbreak day.' Upload it on instagram. So, people outside there who do not know, of course if they see it will know.
About Nirma and Mira, they're only on suspension. Because it's impossible if in the D.O, because of this problem. Although the mother Dewi is very greget, want them in D.O, but do not let rumors circulating that no-no, about her husband. Like ... Mr. Rector abused the use of power.
In Reno sir's room, Arasudah back cheerful. Yes, the name of the pregnancy hormone, mood is erratic. Ara's clothes have been replaced, earlier Mr. Reno told his mother's driver to go home, take Ara's clothes. Surely the one who took, mbok Mina and handed it to the driver, and the driver brought it to Mr. Reno.
"True, isn't anyone sick? They don't do anything about you, do they?" ask Reno sir.
Ara thrust ten fingers in front of Revano's face. "Udah ten times Mas nanya, already ten times also Ara answered," said Ara upset, Reno himself just chuckled.
"Why did it get to gini, anyway?"
"I don't know, all of a sudden it comes while saying Ara is the same cheap woman ... jal*ang," said Ara pouting, advancing her lower lip, five inches.
"They said, did it?"
"Yes." Yeah."
"Mas," called Ara, Reno raised her eyebrows, asking.
"Ara's still hungry, tauk!" ara said increasingly pouting her face. Reno laughed, she thought why. Apparently, just hungry.
"Well, what do you want to eat?"
"Ara's food in the canteen, grilled meatballs. Emm, I'm adorable."
"Want one, another?"
"Can't you?" ask Ara back, Reno shook her head quickly.
"May, yes it was Mas peseanin first," said Mr. Reno, while taking his cellphone located on his desk.
"No want! Ara wants to eat it in the cafeteria!" said Ara somewhat, cringe.
"Here, huh? Don't go to the cafeteria."
"Ara, she wants to be in the cafeteria!"
"The pleasure is still not calm, dear. They'll talk about you or something. No need to go to the cafeteria, huh?" persuade Mr. Reno, but Ara still kekeh with his stance.
"Mas don't want to nurutin? In the past said Mas, no one would dare if Mas was near Ara ," said Ara , staring sadly at her husband. Can't eat in the cafeteria?
"Yes, okay. We're going to the cafeteria" Reno broke up. But instead of being happy, Ara cried.
"Lho, why else?"
"Mas, not sincere? Mas, angry?" asked Ara with tears falling down, like a miscarriage leaf.
O Allah. What, he's talking wrong again?
Mr. Reno rubbed his face rough, trying to be patient with Ara's current condition.
"Mas isn't angry, honey. Really, I'm not angry. Don't cry well, we go to the cafeteria," said Mr. Reno gently as softly as he was accompanied by his sweet smile, erasing Ara's tears.
"Really, not angry?"
"Yes, I'm not angry. Let's go to the canteen." Mr. Reno pulled Ara's hand to, stand up. I kissed Ara's forehead for a moment, and hugged her.
"Mas are just afraid that if they are mocking, you. I'm afraid that you will .. as before. That is not good for, your health is the same baby," said Mr. Reno.
"Sorry, but Ara wants to eat in the cafeteria. Sorry Ara" said Ara with a hoarse voice, like wanting to cry.
Mr. Reno took off his embrace, sure enough, Ara's eyes were already glazed back.
"Don't cry, hey. Mas understand, that's the will of our prospective child. Don't cry anymore."
"When did we go? Ara is really hungry" said Ara back with an early face. Mr. Reno shook his head, indeed Ara's mood was very difficult to predict.
They walked out of the room, with Ara still with her face puffy, and Reno sir still with a cool and cool look.
Well as you guessed, it is certain that many eyes are looking at them like a delicious food. Still sounding whispers that I don't know, contain what. Ara is just a very bodo, the important thing now is his stomach so that the child in there does not follow hungry. While Mr. Reno, sharpen his ears, to hear the whispers of the demons julid.
Canda Satan.
They stopped while talking with, a group containing papa Nando, the mother Goddess Pak Gino, Risa, and lastly Tania.
"Where are you going?" asked Mama Dewi while approaching her daughter-in-law.
"You go eat to the cafeteria, Mama's daughter-in-law until crying because Reno turuโโ, aauh." Mr. Reno grimaced, as Ara unfeelingly pinched his waist.
"Oh so that, to the extent that the face of Mama's daughter-in-law so gini? Tega you let Mama's daughter-in-law arrive, so cry!" Mr Reno gawking, was he wrong? Amazingly, in the eyes of the two women, he was always wrong.
"Loh-loh, that's not what Ma means. Jesus," said Mr. Reno, rubbing his face. Mr. Gino held back his laughter, waiting to be very miserable the fate of his friend this one.
"Gino deluan Pa, Ma'am. Want to continue to fret," said Mr. Gino, taken by both.
"Papa also deluan, already waiting for Mr. Sutanto," said papa Nando as well.
"If so, we're both deluan Ma, sir. Deluan yes, Ra" continued Risa and Tania.
Remaining Mana Goddess, Ara and sir Reno. Mr. Reno looked at his mother with a glance, asking.
"Why don't you come along, papa?" ask Reno sir.
"You want to nemenin Mammalah's daughter-in-law, if you are afraid to make Ara cry again," said the mother Dewi a little sewot, and invited Ara to walk with him, leaving Mr. Reno.
"What do you want to eat, honey?" ask the Goddess
"You eat batagor with grilled sausage" said Ara.
"Lha, he said it was just batagor doang," chirped Mr. Reno, who had aligned his steps with them.
Ara stopped, followed by the others. Wra looked at Mr. Reno while grunting. "Don't, would you?" ask Ara as before .. want to cry.
Break Mr. Reno's heart, O God.
Mr. Reno swallowed his saliva, his mouth could not be in control of the oath. What's more now, Mama Dewi stared at him fiercely.
"B-can, a-ayo walk again," said nervous Mr. Reno.
The trip of the three of them to the canteen, invited many pairs of eyes. What else they saw, Ara and the wife of the Rector sir or his father-in-law too, were very sticky. Even heed the husband, who looked at the two annoyed.
Annoyed by dicueki.
Suppose not keep the image, surely he has been jacking or bending his face, with the aim of distracting Ara.
Arriving at the cafeteria, they immediately occupied an empty seat. Again they were in the spotlight, the first object of it all.
"Don't, don't you go, Mama" prevent Ara. .
"Then who? You can't go, Mama can't!"
"No, not Ara. But ...." Ara hung her words, while glancing at Reno who was busy with the device in her hand.
"Why?" asked Reno who was confused, because it was stared at in such a way by the two.
"Buyin batagor is like grilled sausage" said Ara with eyes flickering.
Reno points to herself, saying 'gold' without a sound.
"Yes, it's Mama's time to go" said Ara.
"There's no way Ara's going, too, right?" mama Dewi
Reno nodded resignedly, he would lose if dealing with the two women. Then he stood up, and began to walk away ordering food for his wife, of course, for himself and his mother.
"I should have sat there" said one student in the cafeteria.
"Heem, I still don't believe as sincerely in this reality" said another, dramatic.
"Lo was horrified, just now? Ara, tell Mr Reno to buy him some food?"
"Denger, keep Mr. Reno nurutin. Huft, I should have been."
"The rest of his mother Reno sir dearly, same Ara ."
"And you heard that, said the Rector. Mr. Reno with Ara three months, his marriage. Then we came to Ara's house and Reno was there. Not coincidentally, but Mr. Reno is really there."
"Ara is pregnant yet, isn't she?" knock one of them out, again.
"Oh no, pervert? But yes, the three months of marriage are not yet pregnant. Unless they haven't. Ara is still in college."
"Or is it Reno sir who doesn't want to touch?"
"Or Ara who doesn't want to be touched?"
"Bodo-bodo, why even take care of people's households anyway. Better to take care of the stomach."
"Yes, and thinking about it, makes my heart hurt even more!"
"And today is, National and International heartbreak day anyway!"
That's half their talk, if all the talks are taken, it won't be finished until next year.
Canda year.
Finished ordering, Mr. Reno returned with two plates in his hand containing, Ara's order. While the food and the mother Goddess, brought the waiter owner of the canteen.
"It's the food."
"Mas, why so long?"
"Oh, it was anโโ"
"Don't let your husband again seduce his servant again," cut the Goddess' mother. Mr Reno glared at his eyes, my God, did his mother intentionally put him in a tribulation zone?
"Truly again seductive, waitress?" ask Ara.
"No, don't believe it. Mas no tease, the queue was a lot. It's not possible if Mas direct, trobos only," said Mr. Reno, while stroking Ara's hair.
"Godain's bag was not, anything," replied Ara. while chewing her sausage.
Mr. Reno looked into Ara's eyes, looking around from which angle was shedding tears. But ... nothing.
"Lho is that? You should be angry," stove mama Dewi. Mr. Reno looked at his mother, in disbelief. Oh come on, now in a public place. If Ara nodded or got angry, I don't know what way he would do to calm her down.
"What's angry, Ara understands. Ara is not beautiful, fat, so it's okay if she wants to dance another," said Ara without looking a little to Mr. Reno.
Yes greetings. This really is mah.
Ara angry.
Fiks, let's have Ara lashing out now.
"Lho-lho, who says you're not beautiful? Mama is beautiful, really. Reno said you weren't, pretty as fat?"
Oh, my God, please, Mr. Reno now.
How big is his sin, to have to face this problem?
Is this what it feels like .. didzolimi?
"Ma-Ma, please do not stove-stoves. You know, if Ars is sensitive? Don't make Vano miserable," said Mr. Reno rather.
"Ra, actually Mas did not convince the waiter let alone buk canteen. Don't be mad, will you?"
"Mas why so fussy, anyway? Eat it anyway, do not have to be chatty like that," said Ara while pushing a little head Reno, who was close in front of his face, to stay away.
"But don't be angry" Reno said.
"Not angry!" refute Ara
"But why judes, then? Don't be angry dong, Bumil," seduced Mr. Reno, while stroking Ara's stomach, but only for a moment, because Ara who hit his hand told him to stop.
Even if no one will see, keep a clean sheet. Moreover, there was her in-laws on the side, who had been silent, just listening to her by eating her food.
"Paul mama behind deluan, yes. Papa texted, he said the business was done."
"Be careful, Ma," said Ara. .
"Yes. And you! Look out for Mama's daughter-in-law crying, again!" Mr. Reno nodded, actually whose real son tried it? Why is he so dzolimi here?
"Mama deluan yes, just hit or pinch your husband if you make anything," said Mama Dewi, without maintaining the feelings of the biological child.
Crushed already.
Destroyed his image, as a devil lecturer, killer, and cold.
Moreover, maybe someone heard it, as evidenced by the voice of the mother who was not discouraged. What's more, since then people are not ceasing, watching them.
Sorry for typo's. ๐