My husband's a grown man

chapter 23

The petite girl was now, dragging her two feet following the long steps of the man in front. With difficulty so clearly seen to be able to follow in the footsteps of the husband while pulling a large suitcase. It was so sad that the girl, she was like a child that no father wanted.

Amy is still seen shedding tears with a very sad state, the cute face looks so swollen with bruises on the forehead.

"It turns out he's so mean, '" the girl said so quietly.

He even had a hard time pushing a sizable suitcase, and the figure of the man before him simply ignored without being interested in just making small talk to offer help.

"Come on Amy, you can. Show that old bule guy, if you're not easy to overlay, uh.. oppressed." Amy monologues herself behind Alex, the girl will show her true nature that often makes the mother stressed.

"Gue is stressful too, bule. Just found out the taste." The girl leaned her legs towards Alexander, as if to kick the bull guy who had trouble making him cry.

"Bugh!" Alexander who suddenly stopped making Amy face hit hard back — Alexander.

Because of the hard back of the man, Amy sounded hissing in pain.

"Gosh, why is his back so hard, feel hit by an electric pole," muttered the cute girl as she rubbed her nose that felt shrunk inward.

"I have a bad nose, because of the big body of the arrogant bule," Amy still continues to grumble with the rest of the crying still heard.

The girl's face really looks so sad, the nose is sharp with the tiny tip looks red, the cheeks are puffed up the Amy looks red with the tiny lips conical.

Alexander, who turned his body, stared fixedly at his wife's face, looked so impressed. But he immediately threw away the impressed feeling.

"I feel like an asshole daddy thinking that," said Alex using his language in a soft tone, glancing at his wife who increasingly made him want to scoop up the cute face — Amy.

"Can your ugly lips not be like that, you really don't fit in, cute pretentious." After Alexander, the man's face seemed to be sneering.

Hearing the towering tall man in front of her who stopped in front of a brown door, Amy reflexes, holding pursed lips.

"What's wrong with my lips? Didn't my friends at school say, my lips are so cute and what? I'm ugly? You're a bullshit of pe'a." Amy's face looks angry, rejecting the words of her husband who said he was so ugly.

Amy's sharp nose looks kembis, eyes narrowed sharply towards her husband's back, chest looks short of breath like a whimper. Intended to raise her husband's hard back and show his greatness about grabbing someone's hair.

But his intention, suddenly stopped, when he heard a noise coming from the door, Amy tilted her head slightly, to see her bully husband who was pressing a number on the doorknob. Amy was amazed to see her husband do something behind the door.

"Kok, open the door with the same card number? I want to withdraw money at the ATM," Amy said in a squeaking tone.

She still noticed her husband who was still trying to enter the number code repeatedly, but still failed.

"Nrr." Alexander shrieked in frustration, failing to open his own door.

Amy who understands the words of her husband can only gawk, because many of her friends who often say that by showing the middle finger.

Amy also once said that to her mother, because the girl thought that speech was so cool and became a trend in school.

Mother who heard the words of her daughter was only confused by the words of Amy whose ears responded to the words 'pak yu'

But Amy was deterred by the harsh words, as Abang Alif scooped his mouth rough. Not only that, Amy also got a t-shirt from her brother.

In addition, the mother who had understood the words of her daughter, immediately took one cayenne seed and put it into the mouth of her daughter who was still sitting on the Junior High School bench.

So until now, Amy was deterred to say the rude words, the girl was pictured cayenne burning her mouth.

Amy really misses her mother so much, even though the handyman is angry, but agape.

"Hey, you!" Amy was surprised, hearing the sound of a man clashing in front of her who had been on the phone with someone, while looking angry.

"Yes" said Amy with her innocent look.

Alexander approached him and pulled him towards the door of his apartment unit, the man banged his wife's tiny body which was only limited to the chest. Amy's tiny body was not even visible from behind Alexander.

"Oh," lamented Amy felt the back of her head hurt.

"It hurts, Mr. Can't you say it well, play some grit," protested Amy, her face looking high up. His gaze seemed to challenge the bule man.

"Wow, nih bule high very well' like seeing the flag pole during the ceremony." Amy's mind that goes down the height of her husband from below with her head down and little by little goes up and ends up looking up.

"It's all your fault, I'm so fucking today, akh, shit," Alex said angrily and let out a rude swearing at the end of his sentence.

"Why is Amy wrong? Blame Mr. who is forgetful and careless, not someone else's fault" Amy protested, the girl felt sore around her neck, looking up.

Alexander's getting fed up with Amy, that guy really had bad luck today. Well, Alexander admitted his forgetful indiscretions, until now the misfortune continues to approach. Now the man forgot his apartment unit password.

"Akhs! Shit, shit, shit." Alexander kept his body away from the tiny body of Amy squeezed in the door, the man continued to let out a rude swearing, making Amy anxious and reflexively, the mouth of her husband and squeezing it, he said, while on tiptoes to make it easier to scramble the mouth of her husband who continues to curse rough.

"What are you doing, huh!"

"The word mother is not good to talk rude, it is not polite. Want Amy cabein a rough mouth, Mr Mr?"

Oh God, said the threat of Amy, successfully make a handsome face Alexander gaping perfectly, without the two eyes of the man blinked looking at the face of his wife who looks — angry.