"Hello..." Reo's voice answered quietly
"Morning babe, uh afternoon dear... how did you get home?" asked the voice on the other side coquettishly
"What?" asked Reo in a whisper
"Why did you answer me like that, I can't call you" spoiled Fika
reo stole the gaze once again towards his wife in the room, his steps were made as faint as possible as not to hear the sound of his sandals. Bey is still busy in front of the mirror, Reo breathed a sigh of relief, he intends to move away from his room to the front room
"I miss you, Reo.." Fika teased in a spoiled voice, Reo wanted to act as if he didn't care but hearing Fika's typical spoiled tone instantly made Reo's face turn exasperated. Before entering their intimate conversation Reo remembered something
"What about that jerk?" Asked Reo with a cynical face
Fika seems to understand the meaning of Reo's question
