
Finally I teach also husband play HP, he said HP android has entered the needs, not the desire. Nowadays anything is asked WA number, if we do not have WA, people rarely contact. First I made my number with the name My Darling in his HP, he protested, and asked to be replaced with Umak Ucok.
But I anticipated also so that he did not get in touch with Rara, somehow I was always jealous of the way the husband talked about Rara. I put Rara's number in, I just blocked, I'm evil.
Suddenly my youngest brother entered the Bang Parlin number into the family WA group. That was all Bang Parlin talked about.
"Sir, look at this, your sister-in-law wants to shop with an announcement," said the husband when there was a message from my sister-in-law in the group WA, the message was like this.
(To the market used to be shopping, some want no nitip)
Duh, how should I explain this to Bang Parlin? This was something new to him, many of whom he would meet that did not conform to his life principles.
After Bang Parlindungan entered the WA group, my brothers often sent messages to Bang Parlindungan. I know because every time there's a message, my husband will show me. Like that day, a message from my youngest sister in the group WA, but intended for the husband.
(Bang Parlin is indeed a family hero, already our two brothers who disappeared from circulation because of Bang Parlin)
I know what that means, my sisters and my sister are no longer active in the WA group, as both are now in the cow breeding village.
"Read it, Bang, don't reply, hold back" I said to Bang Parlin.
My two younger brothers may be hurt by not being given a loan by Bang Parlin, but my biggest brother just seems to have realized now, since Bang Parlin lectured my brother he was never again nosy, he said, never quipped. I am very grateful, one by one my brothers changed because of Bang Parlin. Her presence brings a positive aura to my family.
One day I saw Bang Parlin seriously when I saw his HP, I became curious about what he saw, without knowing how Bang Parlin saw it on his HP screen, my position from behind. My husband is aware of my presence.
"Look at this, Dek, someone asked for money, he said he needed money to bring his child to treatment" my husband said, pointing out his HP.
It turns out on his Facebook homepage again through a post that begs online. Bang Parlin did create a Facebook account, but Rara account I blocked, her Facebook friends were also only a dozen people.
"Please first our money, Dek, love three million, from your HP will be able to transfer directly," said the husband againi.
Soon I saw the person who was begging, the picture was only one, friendship was just a fiber.
"That's not true, Bang, pretend it is?" I said later.
"The time is pretending his son is sick, will be sick, see that so you can't stand it, Dek, keep thinking of Brother as a child first" said the husband again.
"Here, look at this, Bang, let me inbok ya,"
(Where his house, we happened to be in Medan as well, let me send help directly, bother sending) as soon as I reply, because he said in the comments, he lives in Medan.
Moments later, Bang Parlin's account was blocked. Bang Parlin looked puzzled, "where is he, how is he missing?" ask husband. It seemed like Bang Parlin had to be taught this world of deceitful social media.
"He blocked Brother" I said.
"Kok that, want to be helped even block,"
"Because he's not who he says he is,"
"Ah, many con artists in this social mediation?"
"Yes, yes, Bang, another many actors, be careful, Bang. If there's an inbox, hi, hi, it's blocked right away" I said again.
"If it's blocked missing?"
"Yes, Bang, can't be reached, can't be seen anymore."
"Well, that's cruel, that's the name of deciding on a friendship, that's something God hates" said Bang Parlin.
Ah, my husband is still too innocent to dabble in this social world. Good thing he doesn't have an SMS bangking, if he has he may have sent three million to people not clear.
During the puerperium, Bang Parlin continued to take care of me, he was also diligent in cooking, but unfortunately, his cooking never fit in my tongue. For some reason if he cooks, garlic is never used, chilli is always a lot. The cuisine is also always it to that alone, if not the leaves of mashed yam, tamarind fish padeh.
"Sir, look at this, you want to make the status of the people's cake, continue here there is a writing, "What do you think" that is, continue to be written what?" said husband one night.
"This is what I made" I said at last. Then I wrote the status for the husband, the picture he again changed my son's diaper. Caption is like.
(My dear wife) that's all I wrote, I didn't forget to mark my name.
Just a moment I-post, already crowded comments of my gang friends.
(There's a cowboy taking care of a baby)
(Well, that goblet who's no longer a goblet is Dad)
(Rambo sightseeing)
Various comments from one of my gang, I see my husband just a smile reading it. Suddenly my son was crying, with a swift husband fingered the tree, still clean he said, but the baby who was usually called Bang Parlin "The snooze, remained fussy.
"Sleep first, Bang, she just*** earlier," I said later.
Bang Parlin then carried the Ucok with a cloth sling ulos batak, one of the cloth given by his brother. Bang Parlin singing.
We wa we, Mandailing's sip
Magodang ko Amang so sikola.
Like the lyrics of the song, I don't know what song I do, but I just follow you to sleep hearing the song.
The next day our house was visited by a beautiful woman, when I was in the room with the baby. Bang Parlin entered the room with the woman.
"Who is this?" my many.
"Here, Dek, she says she needs a job, she wants to be a baby sitter here" replied the husband.
"No, Bang, I don't need a baby sitter" I said later.
"Let's not tired, Dek,"
"I've experienced being a baby sitter, Mom even worked at the office house," said the beautiful woman.
"No, I'm sorry, we don't need it, but wait a minute, where did you get the information we need a baby sitter?" ask me curious, somehow my bad thoughts suddenly appear, lest this actor, lest he pretend to be a baby sitter, even though the incar Bang Parlin, or Bang Parlin have long known?
"From here, ma'am," said the beautiful woman, pointing out her husband's Facebook status.
Yes, God, it turns out that the husband can make his own status, his status is very alay, gini captionnya.
(Pity my wife, she looks so tired, if I could help her) just got my picture asleep. Duh!
After many times I explained the beautiful woman was finally gone. As soon as she left, I interrogated her husband
"Who is he, Bang,"
"Lo, how about you ask brother?"
"Yes, I asked who is he?"
"And he said he wanted to find a job here,"
"Why does he know this house?"
"Lo, brother said, he asked me if I needed a baby siter, I said, "Just ask my wife," she asked me for an address, yes, I tell you,"
"Oh, Bang, why the hell are you so stupid?"
"Plain how the hell, Dek, Abang just pity to see adek, adek to fall asleep when the Ucok kugendong. Then I take a picture, say adek what you think he said on Facebook, yes, which I think is just that, adek tired."
Duh, this husband of mine, I've always been so bad at him. Whether Bang Parlin did not know the dumay was full of mode, it rarely could be that sincere.
Andorid new Bang Parlin always have a new story, like that afternoon he bought a pulse to the neighboring stalls, a hundred thousand pulses. I was surprised to see him coming home with a smile.
"Where are you from, Bang, what's that smile?"
"It's a happy smile, Dek, happy because it can help people" said Bang Parlin.
"Blessed how, Bang?"
"Here, someone asked for a pulse, he asked for ten thousand only, he said if I gave him the video again mandir" said Bang Parlin.
"What's ....?"
"Yes, that's it, Dek, he said he needed to call his parents in the village, pity Brother, Dek, because the brother of the village,"
"Yes, Allah, where look at your HP, Bang," I said as I took the HP from his hand directly to the messenger.
Sure enough, there's a lady asking for a pulse, ten thousand. Unclear account, I just understand why the account is not clear much floated, it turns out people like Bang Parlin is the victim. I swiped their inbox.
(Please, sir, I'm a student in Jakarta, need a pulse calling parents in the village, please fill ten thousand only) so the first inbox.
(Pity) so husband's reply.
(Please, sir, I'll send you another video of me taking a shower if you send me ten thousand pulses)
(His love you, son, here's your number let me fill in a hundred thousand, don't send any video, don't ask anyone again yes, just shame the villagers, you,) so the husband replied.
Bang Parlin, Bang Parlin.
"Welcome to the virtual world, Bang,"
*is parlin's event awake***