Husband Setting

There's No Matre Woman!

The acidity of Dinka's face since the incident this afternoon increased sharply. He was angry, wanting to rebuke the spoiled woman, expressing disappointment and hurt. Yep! Dinka is deeply hurt when her brother is taken advantage of. However, until tonight's show is over, Dinka can still hold it back. Later, there will be time to tear the spoiled woman apart.

Jen is not yet familiar with activities that involve crowds and complicated. He only helps occasionally, the rest he pulled over and did not make himself a burden and obstacle to the neighbors around the house of her husband who was working. To be honest, he was very embarrassed and annoyed with himself. Nothing can! It's just a small thing but he can't do it. When the event was over, Jen helped pack up, she tidied up the living room where the event was held. Outside, Darren was still talking to two of his friends. Jabir and Bisma.

Sohib seia seia sekata Darren, but not as fateful and as a whole, was smoking a white cigarette. Staring blankly at the stretch of road that began to desolate. The three young men were momentarily at a loss for words, immersed in each other's thoughts.

"Gue mo mating ...!"

Their sitting position that formed the letter 'U' encircled the plastic table with a batik tablecloth, allowing the other two to stare at the blank face in front of them. Bisma chokes on cigarette smoke, while Darren drops his lower lip.

"Wake up .. lu ngigo!" Bhishma's hand floated to break Jabir's head to the left.

Jabir sighed, knowing that this was his friend's natural reaction. Not surprisingly, the life that had no clarity of his fate was already very troublesome, how would it be if he really realized his words? Does it not add to the old burden of a new burden?

Darren was the most normal and logical among them, capturing the seriousness on Jabir's face. "Why is that guy's son heavy, Brader .. You sure you won't find my wealth inferior?"

Jabir changed his sitting position, taking a deep sip of the filtered cigar which he now clasps between his thumb and index finger. The expression of great pleasure was felt by Jabir. Although it's not something good, but the name is delicious and opium, who cares? After all, it is not smoking that kills you, but sometimes longing and love that can kill you, without the process of getting sick first.

"Gue sure .. she is not a girl who gives up easily, the proof with all my obscurity so far, she wants to survive."

Bisma screeched, then said a little solot, "Lu said good! Before marriage was different, Beer ... woman, can turn into a lion after marriage even though she used to cake rabbits in your eyes!"

Of course, this is based on the story of Bisma which is no longer nano-nano even has become a hodgepodge. Almost the same case with Jabir, it seems that the woman who holds the title of Lady Ansanaa Bisma in her pregnancy book, used to always say, 'I can not live without you, Beb' in fact now like foam. Lost, vanished, and perished. Leaving Nirvana who still had to suckle from her mother with her. Unfortunately, he was just a young father who only knew how to make it, without knowing how to take care of it when transformed into a living baby. Daamn!

Now his life is nothing more than a mockery of Enyaknya, who every minute and second nagged him, cursed Sanaa, and asked for rations in exchange for his old time to take care of Wawa—call Nirwana.

"He is different from Sanaa, Bis .. I know that Sanaa is used to living well and freely. My candidate is more flexible as my life is the waves .. oscillate," Jabir said while throwing his cigarette butts into the wooden ashtray in front of him.

"And not clear ...," said Bisma sneered. But casually, Jabir nodded and even gave his thumbs up.

One hundred make lo!

"Seriusin business workshop lo, Beer .. marriage not only need the word love and halalin make love doang, you also have to be able to make him happy, serene, and sentosa born inner." Darren looked straight at his best friend.

"Sanaa's rich girl is really not a matter, but logical ...," continued Darren glanced at Bisma. Sanaa ran away because Bhishma only worked oddly and lazily, not because no longer love, but because the bodo bisma is very and at will. Other than Sanaa telling him the story, Darren looked with his own eyes. Bhishma is still a lazy bisma and has no spirit to change. Although Darren now knew where Sanaa was, he kept it a secret, every month, Sanaa gave his salary to Nirvana, and he gave it to Enyak Ipeh— his mother Bhishma.

"Life it needs food .. if rice is not nanem yes, must buy. And buying it takes money, because we live in a modern era, not a stone age that uses a barter system. Lah if you have goods that are bartered, if the only body is good, is it bini body you want to be carved a sack of rice?"

Bisma was speechless, her tail poring over the face of Darren who had been looking at Jabir since then. In essence, Bisma felt Darren's words were fixed for her. Bisma knows, but I don't know.he's been trying to work from ojol to kuli, but still Sanaa won't come back to him. Maybe Sanaa married again and .. forgot about it.

"Gue know ... I was wrong, but I tried, you think Wawa's milk is cheap? Pay me a week to buy his needs in a few minutes, Ren ... You haven't rasain yet! Hence, how can I come to him again, with a luxury car if I come up with it?" Bhishma was a little upset, inevitably. As if his efforts were only looked at one eye.

"Sanaa doesn't need a fancy car, she needs you to change. Luxury cars in showrooms are many, can buy at any time, there will be no word late, but if you do not start from now to change, you can be late, old, and dead. In vain live lo. No use, just menuhin human population on earth, doang!"

The bisma ignited, he immediately jumped to his feet. Darren's word is true, but not everything is easy when said. He is desperately working now. Until his skin blackened.

However, that was after Sanaa left!

The two men clashed with their eyes and neck, ready to fight each other. Bhishma had already clenched her hands, already raised, even Darren had already prepared, but Bhishma immediately sat down again and let out her breath hard. Throw away anger.

"Gue misses my bini ..," he said a little sobbing.

Jabir would not want to also come to think, "Gue also .. I do not want to just menuhin the list of names on my father's KK. I want to be a useful person, not just a world population!"

"The three of us have to turn into better humans. From now!" Darren thinned his lips.

The three people hugged each other patting and strengthening. Tightly getting rounder, naughty also has a retirement.

"Gue wants to get married! Take care of my contract event, yes, Ren .. home decor and my bridal room ...." Jabir's words immediately disperse the peculiarities of their embrace.

Darren just sighed, "Gue can't tail, because it's not a WO person. Modal dikitlah! Rent WO ... once in a lifetime marriage loan, unless you have a marriage plan again after being rich!"

Jabir clucked, still joking about something serious like this. "Gue just needs flowers, Ren .. 'would I make a garden party anyway! Later the same tent background pinjem to Pak RW only."

"Inget, the flowers buy .. not free!" it was Darren who immediately made Jabir tick.

"Discount, yes!"

"Your first night's only half in, will you?" kecam Darren is still sharp.

"Eh, bushel! Not so bad for you I mo hepi-hepi."

"Different donk price nawar same professional." Darren chuckles.

"Well, you guys go home .. I'm mo hepi-hepi!" He got up because the night was getting cold.

"Ih, how unfaithful you .. dance on my pain!" bisma said objected, he actually still wanted to talk a lot with Darren.

"Bodo .. already married I want the happiness of the wife. You're number two, if I have a kid, you're at number one hundred!" He drew Jabir and Bhishma's hands together.

"Whose numbers are 3 to 99?" ask Jabir.

"My wife, my mother, my child, my wife's child, my children and my wife, the children I put in my wife's cave! Understand lo!" This time he pulled the hands of the two men even harder to his feet.

"This is your son and wife, Sintingg!" jabir spray.

"Let's be clearer .. so that your brain as big as Patrick's brain can read clearly!"

"But disbanded!" Darren pushed the shoulders of his two friends until they staggered forward.

Bisma and Jabir moved very lazily, they even turned to appeal. But, no! Darren wants to spend the night with his wife. People say, still the angles.

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