My Senior My husband
11. First Request
"Mas."
"Why Shell?" Shelly blinked both eyes repeatedly, making Regan suspicious of his wife. Not long after Shelly also smiled suspiciously, Regan could guess that she wanted something.
"You what?"
"Can't you?"
"Can."
"You want a new laptop? Can you?"
"Why would you ask for a new laptop?" Shelly scratched his neck and opened his laptop. Turn on that folding thing .
"Bergaris hehe."
"Why can it be striped like this?"
"Brain yesterday, yesterday afternoon it rained so much right? I forgot to bring a laptop, play trabas or rain." The girl's lips curled down, Regan clucked at her. Powerful moves to melt the husband version of Shelly yes like this.
"Can't be made?"
"In addition to striped, my laptop is very old from the era of still SMK class 2. Make a rendering if I have a Revelation, or a Hero." During this time he often borrowed a friend's laptop, because he was too afraid to ask his parents. He returned because his family's economy was unstable. Although Shelly has a side job, but the money is not enough. Although it feels like asking Regan is difficult and impressed matre.
"What do you want?"
"Whatever, the important thing can make a lecture or can render a picture only. No need to be expensive very, second is okay." However he did not want to trouble Regan, even this with great courage to ask the man. If not because the screen is already striped rainbow, he vowed not to ask for this folding object.
"Let's find ya all eat malem." A smile rises from Shelly's lips, the girl hugs Regan out of pleasure. After a few years, I will change my laptop.
"Thank you, I'm sorry to bother you."
"Nothing else, you never ask for anything strange. Do you want to change your hape?"
"Hape? Still good, if there are large files I move to the laptop. It can still be made."
"Really?" Shelly nodded and showed her a phone that still looks smooth despite its output two years ago. "It's still good, right?"
"Yes, but if you want to change say yes the same mas. I can only give you trivial things like this, can't be happy with you."
"More than enough mas, I've never had the same problem. You want to take responsibility for me that's enough."
Regan smiled and rubbed his wife's head in a fit of anxiety. Lucky doesn't he have a wife who doesn't demand as much as Shelly? Ja.
"Do you need a washing machine at home?"
"Make?"
"You don't see what's wrong? Even before here you always wash the machine, or laundry if dikos." Actually what Regan said was true, although only once nyuci here his waist can be gout because rubbing clothes.
"It's okay, but we're only here this weekend."
"Later all nyari ya, I don't want you tired of taking care of the house. Anyway you can't be tired, if we can rent ART at home."
"No need, I can still cook, clean the house, wipe the front yard myself. Dear money, mending saved or donated to the foundation that."
"But you're tired."
"You're always divided by two."
"Well, now I want to eat instant noodles?"
"May, gravy or fry?"
Shelly heads to the kitchen to make Regan noodles, while her husband sits down to watch television and chews on snacks. Although Regan's body is healthy, but when it comes to food he never looks at feathers. Everything goes into the stomach except the food smells of peanuts. So if he wants to eat smelling nuts, then Shelly will replace with red beans or soybeans.
"What would you like to drink?"
"Mango juice is there?"
"There's."
Shelly twitches with her kitchen, Regan picks up Shelly's laptop and sees the contents. He opened some college files and some of the girl's work. Then he found a file, which contained a photo of a man as well as a photo of the girl. Not just one or two, but hundreds of photos. From the year taken is a year before they are betrothed.
"Who?" Tanua Regan is smug on herself.
"Udah ready, it's mas... You open what?"
"He who?" Regan pointed at the girl's laptop screen.
"Who's what?" Shelly watches her laptop. Shelly understood, Regan must be wondering who that man is.
"That's the one who's been my happiness." Shelly smiled and scratched her nape. Anyone who is caught keeping a photo of a man let alone an ex figure must be like this.
"Your boyfriend?"
"Never dated, we were just friends. But they like each other."
"Where is he now?"
"Back in the yard, he's a cop now."
"Still in touch?"
"No, we both stay away. He was not feeling well, because he was always being chased by time. I am more relaxed, the opposite is true."
"But official?" Shelly nodded.
"Yes, I'm splitting up with him all right. At the school reunion, say hai. Same ex can't jutek."
"But you still like it?"
"No." Shelly shook her head and smiled at Regan. She knows Regan's concerns about her ex-boyfriend, though Regan does not express them clearly.
"He's not a barrier to our relationship, he's just a sweet spice in the past. My goal is not her."
"Yes." Yeah." It was obvious that Regan was holding back from being annoyed, more precisely jealous. She had lived and lived for months by her side, so all of her husband's attitude was sure to understand.
"You don't get jealous, she's not very handsome."
"Look like this you say is not handsome? Hey, really?" Shelly admits that her ex is handsome, even more handsome than Wira. But he thinks Regan's better looking anywhere.
And Regan wins from all sides, from his adult attitude, decisiveness, and also the way he treats her. Shelly prefers all of Regan's traits to her ex.
"Testing the ex is haram, my husband's handsome."
"What?!"
"Eat, cold hunt." Regan clucked then gave the laptop and immediately ate his noodles. Shelly clucked to see it, scruffy.
Shelly was a little grateful when Regan didn't open the other files. The file contains some documents belonging to his ex. It doesn't really matter, but it's one of his memories.
Shelly had forgotten, forgotten about her feelings for the ex-boyfriend. He forgets the vibrations that have been felt in the near future, even in love he forgets how.