My husband loves my husband to fly

Finish Watching the Cinema

We walked together, down the escalator, Kiky was in front with key and I was in the back with my husband. Not forgetting my husband slipped money on me to give to kiky, in exchange for the money to buy a movie ticket earlier.

We split up at the Mall parking lot, kiky came home while we still had the next event, drove my husband to a reunion with his high school friends.

By night we arrived home

We were so tired all day,,,, uh,,,

Since the time of the incident in Jogja, I have never opened my husband again, although there is still a curiosity. But I don't want to make a fuss, I'm afraid my husband is angry.

"Well, can you not be in the pattern???" suddenly asked me

"Why should it be in a pattern?? I've never opened it open "I'm a little saying my objections

"What's wrong dad pattern, if you want to read can ko later dad open" my husband explained

With a heavy heart I agreed, what was my reason for disagreeing, maybe this is better I thought so I don't always want to know what's inside the phone and it doesn't make me suspicious,,,

The more days my husband gets the night he goes home. Never less than eight o'clock at night, always above eight o'clock at night, sometimes nine, sometimes ten, even eleven o'clock at night.

Wake up every day !!!

I asked him why he comes home late every night. My husband simply replied, "i'm in a fuss,,,!!!! "

So as soon as the house just eat, shower and sleep without chatting anything to me, the point is that my husband is lazy I asked,,

Once one day, I woke up from sleep feeling like I wanted to open my husband's phone, it turns out the pattern has been changed into a password. I don't know what was on my mind at the time, it was as if someone was whispering in my ear,,

"The password is 1228 or 2812" (the date and month of kiky's birthday)

Azaghfirullah,, Sampe all I thought while crying.

Monday, 11 February 2018

That night my husband told me that my husband was already at Grand Tour, it was usually like that, if my husband were to arrive home soon, he would let me know, because usually I will stir-fry, so that once he gets home, my cooking is still warm, or if I have finished cooking, I will just use lipstick and powder to welcome him home, let's be a little prettier.

That night my husband told me at seven in the evening, I was happy my husband came home before eight, I missed joking or just chatting with him. A lot of plans that I have arranged, upon my husband's arrival at home, maybe he will eat, then take a shower, after that I will massage, as I thought.

At that time I also asked my husband, still want to stop by if not, and the answer did not stop by manpir will go straight home,,

The plan was only a plan, until ten o'clock at night my husband had not arrived home, "where my husband, YaAllah,, since I tlp hp his not appointed.

Though the distance from Grand Tour to our house may only be 15 minutes away by motorbike, but it has been three hours my husband has not arrived.

All sorts of bad thoughts are on my mind right now,,

It seems that I've tlp my husband a hundred times, but none of my calls have been answered by him.

About half an hour and eleven nights later my husband arrived home, his face was ripped off, it seemed like a lot to think about,,

"Well, where's the father?? do I have nothing to raise???" ask me

"From the study," he answered flatly

"Why am I not lifted??" ask me

"Dad was the one who said straight home didn't stop by," I said