
Jea came out of the bathroom bare-chested, with a stroke of her hair she walked up to Renata who was again solemnly holding her phone.
"Why?" jea asked by landing a kiss on the wife's cheek.
"Assistant you want PDKT with Neva, cihuy, finally my friend has a glance."
"Well, your friend never dated either?" Jea still wears the t-shirt and jeans that Renata prepared.
"We're the standard girl where anyone wants lyrics." Renata approached towards her husband, hugging tightly, making Jea smile. Renata is pretty adorable.
"Don't be inferior, how many guys have you rejected? I said no one glanced at."
Renata giggles, takes off her hug and takes her phone to send Neva's contact number.
"Udah yuk, want to come out now is the Maghrib finished?"
"The Maghrib."
"Where are you going?" asked Jea who was about to open the laptop but the wife even wanted to go out.
"To mama, you also want a laptop date!"
"here." Call Jea by patting her thigh. It's good that his wife wants to go out leaving him, already behind to go home, taken as well.
"You have to sit there!"
Jea just nodded, "Here!" doors again.
Renata also said, by draping his hands on the husband's neck, the two looked at each other, with admiration each. "Why is it so spoiled?" renata asked with a nose poke pointed at her husband.
"Your spoiled feelings, grandpa how are you?" Jea began to stroke Renata's distended stomach. She is often reminded by the mother to invite prospective babies to communicate, so that the closeness with both parents awakens starting from the womb.
"Good, pa!" ryan replied with a small voice.
"Don't throw up, right?" Jea straightened his wife's hair.
"No, it's delicious, just eat me a lot." Renata told me with pursed lips.
"What did you eat?"
"Apples, avocado juice, fruit salad, same potato chips."
"Yes eat that much, Yang, that's a snack."
"So full of tofu."
"Ntar dating at the mall eat heavy as I do, I bribe deh."
"Eat what?" Renata scrunched his forehead.
"You want what?"
"Sate aja, do not need to go to the mall, we go around the city aja yes, bosen really to the mall."
Jea nodded, then opened her laptop, still holding Renata. "I'm going down." Renata is about to move on, but Jea instead hides him. Started opening the email, and Renata also stared at the screen of his laptop.
"So my mom asked me what I want to do?"
"Trus what did you answer?" Jea's still packing her laptop.
"Which, I go down first, stuffy tau." Renata protests, revolting to get off the lap of Jea.
Even though Jea wants to turn off his laptop because his concentration was split because of the ravings of Renata. He rested his back on the chair, still wrapped his hands around his wife's waist. "So what's the same mom?"
"I don't want to work, work at home."
Jea laughed, I don't know what she was thinking, perverted like that. "He's working at home, rather working in my same room."
I.omes again, Renata hit the husband's shoulder. "We always turn around, she thought. Dah ah, magrib prayer preparation, run out it out." Renata moved and immediately prepared the maghrib prayer.
Half an hour later, both of them say goodbye to mama to come out, because of the warning of mama, do not eat carelessly, Renata undoes his intention to eat satay, as a result his goal remains to the mall.
Renata only grimaced, slowing down his pace. "Forgot."
This time it was not a shirt the size of him that was sought, but a BT21 size child T-shirt, Jea immediately swerved. "Don't tell me you want to buy for our son."
"That's smart, sir, this boss!" Girang already Renata with a small size shirt, eyes ijo, play comot with various colors. Jea just breathed a heavy sigh.
"Your child does not yet know the gender, what if a boy, yes time is given a pink t-shirt?"
"No pa-pa, my son must have all the colors."
Jea looked down, upset the vows were upset. It could be the results of his business every night will be dressed in the style of beautiful men koreyah country as well. Yassalam´s.
"It doesn't have to be much." Jea intruded, not only the t-shirt but the leggings, the hairpin, the hat that Renata took.
"Usually tell shopping a lot, now why be stingy anyway." Gerutu Renata who is still busy choosing unyu socks. "Or do you want to find a twin, all three of us?"
"BT 21 too?"
Renata nodded, with a sweet smile.
"Son, thank you."
"Cih. Don't hate, our son looks like Jungkook how?"
"Naudzubillah. I'm nervous, why look like him."
"You, Yang, this is a public place."
"Udah pay chepet." Also upset Jea long-long been in this outlet. "We eat this."
Renata just screeched and moved towards the cashier. As they exited the outlet, Jea's phone rang, she looked for a quiet place to receive a call. Renata was asked to wait in front of the outlet for a while.
"Renata, right?" ask a man who came suddenly. Renata is no stranger to his face, but who he forgot. "Damma'. Aunt Marta's son."
Renata blinked confused, dead I die, so the inner Renata thrashed. Looks like this unexpected encounter threatens a date tonight. He just smiled stiffly, just honoring his friendly greeting. "Oh my God, you're more beautiful." Praise Baha' by shuffling Renata's hair while smiling happily.
"Yes!" call Jea, her husband has revealed his sinister face. Renata stared at Jea, as did Baha' who followed Renata's gaze.
"Your boyfriend, Ta?" baha' asked with a pretentious face so close. Sucks.
"Suami to be exact." Ketus Jea who immediately stood beside Renata.
"Oh you're married?"
Renata who had been silent since then, and had not answered any of Baha's rants just nodded.
"You who?" Jea made sure, his tone was tight.
Baha' thrusting a hand, Jea replied, "Renata's future husband is not so, ha.ha.."
Jea and Renata stare at each other, what the fuck. There is no wind there is no rain claiming to be a husband, well even though there is a word 'not so' anyway. "meaning?" Renata finally made a sound.
"Well, did you forget, or pretend to forget?" Goda Baha's'. Oath if you are no longer pregnant, maybe the mouth of a gondrong guy has been scratched by Renata, if necessary mixed with curry.
"Even my mom and your mom would often take us out together." Still Baha' unravels the past of both of which Renata unfortunately does not remember.
"If you speak the truth, Om!" jutak Renata, his true nature came out tuh jutek level mampus. "I've never been the same way together, if ngarang the sinter dikit dong!"
"I'm sorry, sir. Maybe you're wrong." Jea lowered his intonation, it seemed like he should immediately win the wife's emotions.
"Where's the wrong guy, I have a picture of Renata."
Deg
Renata gawked, didn't he? Renata's oath does not remember who he is, indeed his face is familiar, and Renata is also familiar with Aunt Marta, the friend of the mother who has moved to Surabaya.
"It!" baha' replied by showing her cell phone, there was a girl in a gray white uniform and the photo was indeed Renata.
"Which?" Jea turned to look at Renata, suspicious of the glare of his eyes.