THE PRISONER OF MAFIA
Mood swings

Arra smiled faintly when he saw the two things he had hoped for since yesterday, namely mobile phones and macbooks.

His sadness evaporated just like that, and was replaced with a feeling of happiness. Because with these two objects he can contact his family and continue his studies through online channels.

Chequelek

I hear the door open. Arra turned his head, looking at Carlos who was walking towards him.

Arra smiled faintly and then lifted his new phone with an apple logo on the bite of a mouse towards her husband.

“Thanks,” says Arra.

Carlos raised one of his eyebrows. His handsome face was astonished when he saw his wife look happy.

“Why did his mood change so quickly?” inner Carlos. Then he walked over to his wife who was sitting on the edge of the bed.

“You like it?” ask Carlos to Arra.

“Hu-um, thank you,” replied Arra smiling faintly, and his two eyes twinkled showing how happy he was at the moment. The woman seemed to have forgotten their debate that happened a moment ago.

Carlos nodded his head in response, sitting himself next to his wife, then grabbed a new phone held by Arra.

“Honey, I have added my phone number and your family number here,”, Carlos said as he opened the phone and showed a draft of the contact number on the phone.

Arra smiled widely, even his eyes glazed over as he looked at all the number contacts he had on his new phone. There was the number of his parents, his twin brother and another William family number.

However, she suddenly held back her laughter upon seeing her husband's contact number.

‘My Hubby’ it is Carlos contact number on his phone.

“Why are you laughing?!” ketus Carlos stared intently at his wife who laughed at her contact number.

“It's very funny. You are very fierce and creepy, it does not feel suitable if named with My Hubby,” replied Arra while chuckling softly.

Carlos clucked irritably, he turned his face away, feeling ashamed as well as misbehaving. He had wanted to be romantic but instead looked laughable in his wife's eyes.

Ah, you suck! Carlos cusses himself in the heart.

“Hei! Why did you change my name?!” carlos protested in a flat and cold tone.

“See, this is a name that suits you.” Arra showed me his phone screen. “What do you think?” ask Arra.

“My Handsome Devil?! You equate me with the Devil?! How dare you!” Carlos was upset while pointing at Arra's forehead with his index finger.

“Oh, you don't like ya?” Arra pursed her lips while rubbing her new forehead pointed at by her husband. “I'll replace it,” great-grandson Arra in a sad tone.

Carlos who did not want to ruin the mood of his wife again finally relented.

“Do not change. I think that name really suits me!” chirp Carlos flatly.

“Article one, wife is always right! So just give up!” carlos, remembering Mike's words.

Hearing her husband's words, Arra looked up and looked at her husband with a big smile.

“You're so happy to dub me like that?!” Carlos looked at his wife.

“He he he.” Arra laughed softly in response to her husband's words, then he hugged her husband's burly body from the side. “Carl, you stink once!” Arra instantly let go of her embrace as she smelled her husband's strange body odor.

“I smell?!” Carlos does not believe, because he always smells because the perfume he uses is the most expensive perfume in the world. Then he sniffed his armpits right and left alternately.

“Is your smell problematic?!” Carlos asked his wife.

“No! You smell Carlos! Stay away from me!” Arra pushed Carlos strongly, causing the handsome devil to fall on the floor.

BRUK!

“Honey!” carlos grumbled as he held his nose that kissed the floor.

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