39. Cooking

[Now sleeping ... it's late, maybe your heart is still tired, tell me tomorrow, I'm waiting!]

Alman turned off his cellphone unilaterally, when Rere's mouth was open to say something, the sound of tuuut had greeted him first.

"Asem ...." Rere's cellphone threw away with a grunt, then buried her face on the soft pillow in front of her, until she finally fell asleep.

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The sound of laughter, mixed with the sound of the TV, made Rere wake up, and immediately felt her way to the nightstand where the bed light sat sweetly.

Instantly the blue light shone sadly into his room, the clock on the wall showed the number nine, about two hours he apparently fell asleep.

With lazy steps, Rere got up from his sleep, then stepped into the cupboard, and walked back to the bath with a copy of the shirt on his left arm.

"You haven't slept yet?" asked Rere who looked fresher after taking a shower earlier.

"Not yet, Mbak. Mak allows until ten o'clock, as lo