
Naura immediately turned her back and left Sam regardless of her husband, but Sam quickly held her hand and Naura was forced to stop her steps.
Naura did not look at her husband's face, she simply said to keep Sam from getting too close to her.
"Let go of my hand, Sam! We better keep our distance from now on, I don't want you to get too close to me!" said Naura whose tone sounded weak. Sam approaches his wife and holds both of Naura's shoulders while whispering something to her ears.
"Any distance? You think we're on a bus! Don't you want your husband Sam back the way he used to be? And now I have fulfilled it. Don't you want to see your handsome husband's face, Naura? You think it is not difficult what glue glue mask on my face, if not careful, can-can be wrong paste, try to imagine if I make a mistake by sticking fake skin in the wrong place, he said, not kebayang if the glue hit the eyelashes, may my eyelashes bald." Sam exclaimed, explaining how difficult it was to put the fake skin on his face.
For a moment Naura laughed a little at the words of her husband, can not imagine how it would be if the husband's eyelashes were lost because of the bad mask glue.
"Yes God! How I even laugh at Sam's eyelashes. I'm not going to be with him, hmm so good he's so quick to apologize," Inner Naura.
For a moment Naura was amused by her husband's confession, but she quickly realized that she was still angry with Sam, and Naura slightly moved away from her original position and said to her husband.
"You think I care? Bodo very with your lashes are broken, wrong themselves lie to me." Say Naura with a ketus.
Sam could only let out a long sigh as his wife said so.
"Yes, don't dong, honey! You don't love me anymore, do you? I am willing to do anything so that you can forgive me, and I am willing to change my face to be bad as before, do you need to flush my face with hard water? Let the ugly be permanent, and you're more satisfied. It's okay, I'm willing, as long as you don't get out of my life." Sam cried with a clear tone.
"God! He was not tired of persuading me, had gone, long ago I could go crazy." muttered Naura as she immediately left Sam who was still in the room. Meanwhile Sam could only see his wife's departure with a glaring eye.
"Huffftt fate, falling in love is really torturous, making heads dizzy. Just take a shower first, and from now on the ugly young master returns to the office, surely Yan ngetawain has seen my face back to how it was, CK!!" sam said as he went to the bathroom.
Bi Imas was seen inviting Sam to sit in his chair, Sam was sitting with his eyes that could not turn away from the face of the wife, Naura still did not care about anything done by her husband, even Naura did not offer food for Sam.
Meanwhile, Imas who saw the two were still silent, the middle-aged woman offered Sam a variety of dishes that had been available on the table, of course, the dishes served were very many and delicious. But none of that could make Sam taste.
Sam only noticed the foods without him touching, making bi Imas frown.
"Loh! How not to eat sir? Is the cooking bad? Aren't these all your favorite foods, young master?" ask bi Imas.
Sam shook his head and said to Bi Imas. "There's no other food besides this, Bi?"
"You mean, Sir?" tanya bi Imas curious.
"I don't taste all this food, I want to eat anchovy sambal petai, besides I don't want to eat, and bring all this food in, and, my eyes water when you see these foods, take them away!" tell Sam to get the waiters to bring the food back inside.
Naura said to her husband, Why did Sam suddenly behave like that, "Eh? Bi Imas is tired of masakin for you, mbok ya eaten a little like that! Wonderful, really sick to others, you like this already make bi Imas sad! Already eating, bi Imas do not need to bring his food inside, let him not spoiled," said Naura upset.
Sam was just gawking as Naura said so, and the man simply replied, "How did dong! I have no appetite for this food, my stomach feels nauseous, unless I'm fed maybe I'll eat all this food." Reply Sam with a hoarse voice, while bowing his face like a spoiled child to his mother.
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