
It was not Reyno who did not win his wife's heart. Although Jennie was furious, in fact Reyno still can sleep one bed with her lover. The punishment Jennie gave was just nonsense. Jennie went back and forgave her husband. The final decision, last night they slept well and forgot all the debate about the household matter.
Czechoslovakia!
The food box was successful in the photo. Reyno smiled and sent a picture of her empty box.
[Sweetie, the food is over. So yummy. Tomorrow it will be like this again, yes.] Pictures of emoticons kiss and five hearts. Message sent.
This is the routine of Reyno in college. He never ate in the cafeteria. Reyno always brought her supplies from home. Whether it's wife-made or Reyno's own cooking.
In addition, college is also a Reyno activity that makes Jennie afraid. Reyno knows, Jennie always misgivings if she thinks Reyno will have a romance scandal on her campus. Therefore, Reyno always contacted his wife on the sidelines of the break. Be it a video call or just a short message.
Since there was no reply, Reyno decided to contact Jennie via phone call.
[Calling My Beibi Je.].
Hello, Reyn?
"What are you again? Why wasn't my chat answered?" The lips were throbbing, complete with a lazy spinning eyeball due to five minutes of waiting. For Reyno it was five years.
"Eh, sorry, was busy helping auntie cook in the kitchen. I forgot you took an eleven o'clock break. Sorry, yes.. hehehe." Jennie's got a horse back there.
"The food's gone, you've seen the picture, right?"
No, Reyn. Pick up your phone right away. Jennie replied back there.
"Seeing dong, it's free I report the first lady if not glanced at all," grumbled Reyno annoyed. His lips were getting more and more lascivious three centi. Fortunately, he was in a corner of the campus that was not too crowded.
Oh, geez. I just saw his picture. Ukh, the pinter is running out. You like it, tomorrow I'll make it again. That's the recipe from the cooking group, hehehe. Jennie treats Reyno exactly the same as her twins, but trust me, Reyno likes to be spoiled like that.
"Yes I like it. But you are stingy, not yet full, nih," her petulant was spoiled. If there was a living mahkuk breathing beside Reyno, surely he would be creepy looking at Reyno's childish behavior.
It's new, Reyn. Fear is not good if much.
"Hmmm. Yes already. I video call huh? Kangen, here, want to see you."
No, Reyn. I'm chopping vegetables again. I'll have a knife. Turn Jennie off back there. If I leave here, I've cooked a lot today.
"Cock, tumben? What kind of event would you like to have at home?"
There is no event at all, only Cilla request to make fried chicken krispy with dumplings. If cello asks for beef steak, same spagetty he said.
"But! That's it, you." Hearing that Reyno immediately scrunched his forehead dislike. Where Jennie could instantly guess what Reyno's expression was like right now. "Why wasn't I offered what? I also want to be bargained. You're not being fair, anyway!" the protest did not accept.
Jennie was laughing back there. Forgot Honey, did you, now you say what you want to cook? I still am in the kitchen.
Baby, I can't lift. This is also while in the loudspeaker, loh. Jennie's tone of voice was made as gentle as possible. However, Reyno was still upset and reluctant to understand.
"Itsensitive! Husband again kangen even dicuekin," upset while he soaked the air with the left leg.
Home, Honey. I'm waiting for you at home. Now close it up, yeah, phone. I'd like to make some more krispy chicken for Cilla. The kids are coming home from school soon. You close yes. Muele .. muach .. muach. Babay.
Call disconnected. Reyno is getting upset over Jennie's uncaring attitude. In fact, in class, Reyno always thought of Jennie. Wanted to indulge with his wife during break hours. His face returned when forced to put his phone in his pocket.
Whoi!
A loud shout pierced Reyno's eardrum suddenly. He was aghast as he stroked his shoulder which was a little sore from the clapping of the man.
"Alex!" Reyno turned her head here, then turned her head back to its original position. "Just getin!"
Alex took down his backpack and sat down next to Reyno. "Hahaha, sorry .. sorry, your ending is so funny. Is your attitude toward your wife always like that, Reyn? You look like mother and son," he sneered.
"Be quiet! I was angry," Reyno said, choosing not to respond to Alex's taunts just now. His eyes refocused staring straight at the gardens, complete with his trademark manyun lips.
"Let me guess. Are you mad just because your wife closed your phone call? If it's true, let this handsome Jonathan Alex Sando sign you to the record of the muri, as the cleanest husband in the world." There was laughter on Alex's lips next. It feels so bad, Reyno rubbed his friend's mouth with rotten socks that a week was not washed.
"I'm not polite. You eavesdropped on my conversation with Jennie. Heuh!" decak Reyno.
"Haha." Darkening even harder, Alex patted Reyno on the shoulder with a mocking face. "You were very quiet in class, it turned out to be the real king of the dreadlocks. Clever!"
Removing Alex's hand from his shoulder, Reyno squinted sharply. "Who's a tombal?"
"Itsensitive! Kangen's husband is even dicuekin." Alex mimicked Reyno's style of speech as precisely as possible.
"But! It's not a zombie, but it's like that's the reality" Reyno said, his face looking so serious when he said it.
"Haha. That's right, right. You're the king of zombies, Reyn. Where maybe you can miss while every day meet the wife. Unless you're LDR."
"That's how I feel. Leaving my wife and children for a second feels like a longing. Want to know their news. Never mind, just like you understand!" reyno was upset.
"Just kid! I've got Siska, Reyn. The prettiest girl on our campus, hehehe...."
"Then your level of love is still below my standard, Al." Reyno stuffed her lunchbox into the backpack. Then I want to go back into class. "If you don't already know what it means to miss. Let's just say your feelings are monkey love." Reyno steps away after successfully making Alex die a flea.
Heuh. Alex sighed baper. He had never felt longing for Siska. They often meet. Why miss the people we see so often?
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