My husband's a Mommy's son

Hard part 1

Unfortunately real life is not as smooth as newly built toll roads, nor is it as beautiful as the story in romance novels. This is Indonesia, a rich place prosperous, but has a difficult obstacle to be able to breathe or just foot on the earth.

My homeland Indonesia. That's how people call it. You know, how difficult it is to find a job in Indonesia, what else Reyno only rely on the visa smp he has, because the man was expelled from school before undergoing exams. He added that he had no previous skills or work experience.

It's been a week more, almost every day Reyno sends a map of colkat with a cover letter, put it wherever it says it takes labor. Whether the standards of kariawan like what they want, which is clear Reyno quite know themselves to this, the man only applied in simple places, such as grocery stores, private restaurants, convenience stores, and so on, or become an ob in a regular company. Not a fancy job at all, is it? But none of the job seekers needed the performance of the eighteen-year-old boy. Miris.

His passion to be the head of the household in charge was again dashed. The difficulty of finding a job makes him not sure he can live this household, what else Reyno has a wife who loves to eat. Begging out? You have to be a beggar. Do not let Reyno do the job, but if this is the way, he could be desperate because of tightness.

Reyno and Jennie are home all day, not looking for work like they were days before. They both no longer have the money to look for work. Both of them spend time in the room, sending applications online while occasionally joking. It was their only last attempt.

“Reyno stop!” Jennie catches Reyno's head getting naughty.

“Don't be in a tangle, tau pain,” sergeant Jennie while covering the chest with both hands

“Sick why? I'm not rude, you know. Some are just joking, not to stretch too,” protests are funny. Because the guy just feels like he's messing with his head, not perverted. He even does that every day. They were joking, but Reyno's head accidentally touched the chest of his wife's ranum.

Reyno sat down, putting Jennie's head in her lap. Jennie is not cool today. Sucks. His words in the heart. Her grim face could not be covered, making Jennie even more anxious to see it.

“This is nearing my menstruation, dear. So I'm sensitive, part of my body is also sore and sore. Every month like that,” Jennie explained. The girl played the adorable face of Reyno with both hands. Pinching those cheeks was a screech once.

“I don't know your menstrual schedule. I'm sorry, yeah. Want me a pijitin? Let's kind of ease the pain,” asked Reyno.

“Miss!” Jennie shook her head faintly. “I want to eat.”

Reyno. Didn't answer Jennie's request. He knew that the groceries in the kitchen had run out, there was not even leftover food to eat them both. For a moment he cursed his biological father who was so cruel, it felt like he did not want to see Papi again. If you can be happy with Jennie, that's enough.

“Reyn!” Jennie whines again. Reyno awakens from her daydream. “Hungary!” emphatically. The face made Reyno's heart more broken, screaming in the midst of the suffering they were living. He hurriedly covered it with a smile.

“I go to the kitchen first yes, try to see if there are still any groceries.” Reyno stroked the hair of Jennie's head that was sleeping limp in her lap. It looks like there's still one pack of instant noodles. Thought in silence.

Money has also been used up for food and the cost of finding a job for more than a week. Not yet for photocopying, buying paper, buying maps, and also the equipment to apply for other careers. Life is cruel, what else for a boy of Reyno and Jennie's age.

“I called the house number, but I can't, Reyn. Though I want to ask for money with Mother.” Jennie restrains Reyno as she is about to get up from her position.

“But I was really outrageous, it must have been. I also can't contact Mami.” Reyno growled furiously. “I go to the kitchen first, yes.”

“Ikut ... I want to help you.” The girl got up and jumped off Reyno's lap. He walks into the kitchen first, usually Reyno always cooks food for Jennie every day. So he was suspicious when Reyno wasn't cooking today.

“Berasnya exhausted?” jennie asked as she looked at their rice supplies in the pot staying a little. Reyno just put her shoulder out.

“Still no noodles.” Pointing a pack of instant noodles on a plate shelf.

“Live one.” Jennie scrunched her forehead. “Do I sell my motor yes, make a meal.” mumbled softly, but Reyno could hear the unwilling tone coming out of Jennie's lips.

“Let me till tomorrow, I'll find work. Walk when necessary.” Because their motorbike has run out of gasoline, want to sell mobile phones is also impossible. It is the only way to find a job online. Also access to communication.

“Kok our life is so very yes, Reyn. It turns out that getting married is harder than school.” Jennie leaned her head against Reyno's chest. “What we should divorce, continue to marry again if it is an adult.” Reyno did not answer Jennie's nagging questions, and switched the girl's conversation.

“Sorry to me well, not be a husband to you. Even make my wife starve.” Garnishing Jennie's skinny shoulder. “I cook first yes,” Reyno permission while taking off Jennie's hand that still hugs her sturdy body. The girl was still pensive in silence. Angry huh?

Reyno began to take the remaining rice in the pot, washing it to cook in a rice cooker. “Reyn, I don't mean to offend you.” Reyno is still busy with her activities. “You are angry, because I continue to complain, but I do not regret it, marry you.” Hugging Reyno with guilt.

“Sorry I'm Reyn, maybe there are still many people out there who are suffering. Grateful we can still take shelter without heat and rain.”

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