Introduction to Box Millionaire

S2 UNCLEAR ATTITUDE

Back in the newspaper, make Damar make coffee. Where is the package map file from Dady Bram, making Damar sit in the bartender's kitchen.

The siren opened the door, where the bell was heard again.

"Darling, maybe it's a courier. File factory cucumber gold pt gold corp Miror diverted uncle Hari, a little problematic. Looks like your husband's gonna be late tonight."

"Prophe hubby! Let me help you open it." at Damar's nod.

Checkered

Siren opened and shouted loudly.

"Ah... hubby please!"

Shouts Siren again, disperse and vibrate violently, so that he spilled a finished glass of coffee he made again. Damar soon passed, leaving behind a coffee that had been chaotic and not beautiful. Damar approached his wife quickly.

"What's the matter, dear ?" damar.

"Person, on that doorstep again, please get rid of it, right there by the door!"

Sirens were still hysterically screaming, Damar got rid of him with a death kick, thick hop sandals.

Sssuh.

"Nothing, let's go in. I thought what was up, just surprised. Hah .. I forgot my wife phobia of that pitch-black-eyed little animal." muttered Damar, she picked up a black object, which was connected to all her assistants.

"You clean the yard, again there are cockroaches and ants. Then fire as a witness!" damar's command, from the sound of the black object gave a warning.

Siren trailed behind the husband, while arriving past the kitchen table, amazed to see one glass in disarray.

"Hubby, you make Vietnamese coffee want me to help you?"

It looks like Damar is still silent, tidying up a spilled cup of coffee and repeating it. But not stopping there, Siren accompanied and whispered.

"Hubby, here's the glass I made, watching you make a cup of coffee with bad conditions, I don't have pity." Siren whispered.

"Pity why. It doesn't need to be made if I'm sorry, I'm an expert too. It was just an accident, if you didn't hear the sound of someone screaming." said Damar, scolding the glass in his wife's hand.

"I was wrong again?"

All day long, I've seen your gloomy face. I'm pregnant why she's the one who sulks a lot. Bumil patience, this is not the beginning and end of everything. Inner Siren, she drew near to her husband and whispered into his ear, and turned over her husband's body, and said.

"Hubby, go ahead if you don't want me to make Vietnamese coffee. With your bad state it looks like it will be a gold field, maybe after you make and drink your mouth full of foam. Then .. kreeek." Siren smiled, pointed a straight line at his neck and said End.

"Eiy, what does that mean ?" Damar replied and shouted as his wife climbed the stairs.

"Why, continue there are many men waiting when your lips are foamy Mr. Damar." cried Siren annoyed.

Damar was also confused, it felt like he could not touch his wife, because of the doctor's advice. Inexplicably the mood was not good, let alone a myriad of stacks of work that he had to correct Dady Bram's orders. Rubbing hair nguel, was the mainstay of Damar at that time.

From the corner, Bram was holding a cup of warm tea, staring at two lovebirds so he remembered his young story.

"Basic, heartless woman. Sulking. Not spoiled even left alone." muttered Damar who tidied the glass.

"What the hell is Damar, since Dady saw you rich kitten tingled, your aura dark?" sambar Bram came down the stairs.

"Gpa, Dad."

"Lho stingy very, in question answer me at a glance rich ojek online dapet orderan directly go."

"Oh, Dady don't make Damar's mood increase. One woman in this house why make the mood of Damar decrease, especially Dady kepo." Damar went and passed.

"Oh. Don't you, make your Vietnamese coffee Dam?" bram asked, intriguingly flirting with his son.

"No, no taste. If I make it now my mouth will foam, there is joy." said Damar and shouted.

"Hahaha, my weird son. Why is his attitude strange. What because it can not ration." said Bram, towards the front of the terrace carrying a cup of tea.

Damar opened the door.

Clearly, his wife was wearing short red hotpants and a large round tight white t-shirt, very visible. Still by turning the workbench and a book and laptop.

Damar looked over from the window seriously and crossed his hands and leaned against the wall.

"Lho, your hubby is there, is something I need to help you with, you are hungry, need a snack or fruit?" ask Siren.

"Heuuh, my wife is like a memory. Just now she swore at her husband, now she's sweet asking what she wants to eat, what she needs." Damar was still grumbling, advancing the wife's style of speech.

"I didn't ask." ketus Damar.

Hid. Sirens staring at her husband had disappeared and there was a sound of strong water coming from the bathroom. Located next to the bathroom in the workspace in his room.

"Oh my god, what a sin I am. Forgive me if I have a lot of false khilaf. Hubby what the hell is going on with you?"

Siren continued typing his work that arrived completed, until tens of minutes passed.

"Darling, honey, get me a towel!" damar shouted.

Siren, who heard her husband's screams go by, picked up a towel and waited for her at the bathroom door.

"Hubby here's the towel, you forget every shower. Is there anything else you need?"

Gleuked.

Damar opened the bathroom door and looked at his increasingly sexy wife.

"It looks like there's a baby" Damar said.

"What hubby?"

Siren glanced at another corner, not seeming to be left behind even sleeping pajamas, he had prepared.

"You dear." said Damar softly.

"I mean it." Siren smiled because his mind was traveling.

"Yes you are the Lady Siren, please do not stand too close to the hordeng hook. You don't realize your shirt thread is stuck, in the hordeng hook. Are you being the flag tonight?" damar said and passed, passing by his wife.

Woahs. Siren smiled angrily and tidied up the thread hook, then he immediately changed into sleeping pajamas, with an armless and short canal above the light purple knee, she immediately returned to her laptop desk, ignoring her husband's attitude.

Some time Damar, who was about to take his wife to watch tv relax, was upset to see his wife wearing light purple clothes. Damar even stared cynically in front of his desk, next to the bedroom.

"look, change into clothes in purple. Do you really want to be a widow?" gerutu Damar's.

"Hubby, why? want tea or ginger I make it soon I'm done, I'm waiting for an email." said Siren sweetly.

"Darling, do you really want me to end. You wish you'd got my replacement, huh?" damar said by pointing a finger at his shirt.

"What, you mean?"

"Purple, identical with the widow."

Siren too, passed by changing clothes in black pajamas, upset it feels to face her husband after coming home from the hospital.90o her husband's attitude is very strange. About the color of the shirt is wrong, but this is the same pajama nightgown as usual.

Siren returned to work, and tidied up his laptop. Still found Damar with a face wrapped around questionable eyebrows and approached him.

"Why don't you like hubby anymore, I got the wrong costume again. Why is it so stingy what's with your voice, whether it's being sold or being planted for investment." said Siren who tidied the clothes hangers, and passed pulling the blanket.

"Why are you, wearing short black pajamas. Are you grieving. I know you now want a sad mood."

said Damar next to him who pulled the blanket as well and tried to sleep closed his eyes.

Siren snorted in annoyance and tried not to listen, then closed his eyes to sleep.

"Look at my polite husband. Makes my brain multiply. What's wrong with her?" lirih Sirens.

Still found Damar grumbling, making Siren wake up again and headed for the closet.

Gleuked.

The siren gulped, took a deep breath, and the centimeter tried patiently and patiently.

"Hubby, what do you think about why I've always been wrong, from the talk, the attitude, and the dress why else. Alright I'll replace it now, wearing maroon lingerie satisfied." anyway, make Damar tense when Siren has undressed in the corner with polosan.

"Why are you wearing lighted lingerie?"

Bugs.

Siren approached, making Damar shocked when his wife was already on it.

TBC.