My wife's been misguided

all on the bummer.

I really ngik laugh. confused to tell what response and how with Nesya's statement.

"Kok you even fucked me, anyway?" Nesya began to sulk.

"How should I be? that cry?" I went back to her same. If the one who talks straight girls, I've been ajakin baku overlapping on this mattress. Lah this? he likes the cake again. Banana I was in wine from yesterday, it could even be until the next year. Aye right?

Nesya's gaze immediately changed like someone who saw a snake-headed lion-like monster, cow-tailed, barking and no idea what more horror he felt when looking at me.

"It's a hell of a bitch, you know!" Sergey while grieving.

"Murray?" I asked as if I didn't realize what I was asking. Not at all understand the word 'nakutin' afraid of what? same feelings of his own? or the same target of his feelings? Hmmmm. The world is starting to roll, General!

Nesya pulled my hand like someone was asking for help. But what would be helped.

"I'm not in love anymore, am I?" Nesya asked in a voice that was like crying.

Bussyet! What does he mean try? But looking at his wrenching face, I honestly felt boundless pity and pity. My language is rich mother's love yes, infinity all the time, ciaaah!

"Yes, what do you think?" I turned around and pretended to be calm, pretentious mature sok jaim.

"I don't know." Nesya turned her gaze to the television screen that aired a documentary about dolphins.

The narrator of the event recounts that dolphins are a species of living creatures that utilize se ex as a means of recreation and entertainment. Besides humans, of course. Waw! are there dolphins that are gay or lesbian?

"What does falling in love really look like?" Nesya again asked me softly barely sounding the same as me.

His eyes focused on the screen, but not the dolphins chasing him. I don't know where his attention is going. For sure I felt his eyes, his heart, his mouth and his mind again not connected.

"You're the same guy so it's not a love affair, Nes?" I asked a little softly. And of course still do not want to mention the name of the strange girl who claimed to be my wife's boyfriend.

Nesya again turned her head towards me and immediately blurted out her sharp gaze. "Niko's name!" ketus very sniff.

"All right now, I'm lazy to know her name!" my reply did not lose ketus

She bit her lip again. Wonder why he likes to bite his lips? Here I just bite, while hugging is also okay. I want you to be happy, Nes.

"Yes." his voice hesitated. "I think so," The story is ambiguous.

"What do you think?" I'm really ambiguous.

Nesya did not answer. He took a quick breath until his chest puffed up with air, then released at almost the same speed.

"When you say that I'm happier with you than with him." he said, but stopped. His eyes still looked at me and measured the distance again. He still hesitated, but finally continued speaking. "Whoever, I feel that what you say is true" he continued.

Oh, my goodness! This is what it means, one stop loser, bang! he's comfortable with me, baaang!

"Why doesn't it make sense?" I asked with a sluggish brain.

"Because I should feel happier with him than with you. He's perfect for me, rich socket meet his plug so deh?" Her speech.

Oh my God! he said rich plugs are the same socket? Aren't you two sockets? How do you want woii plugs?

I have to be patient. My words must be laid out and immediately I take a subtle breath before speaking. "Why don't you feel like you might not be happier with me?" I ask just to investigate. Because maybe I also doubt myself, is it possible to be happy to be married to a wife who does not love me?

"Because you're a guy! The guy is the most beautiful creature in the world, selfish, useless. The world would be so much better if there were no men." Nesya answered quickly until she was unaware, where could there be him in this world if there is no Surya, and if Surya is a boy? it's a war-torn fight.

"This is the talk of a girl who just wanted to have a baby, right? How would you like to have a baby if there were no boys in the world, Nes?" I asked as I scrunched my forehead.

"Heh, for life it just needs an X chromosome it doesn't need a Y chromosome, it's okay, right. Stay alive. But if there is no X chromosome, no fetus can live. So, no guys, no problem."

Nesya remained with her stance. Oh my God, what kind of instant noodles has he eaten with that guy?

"Keep you split up, is that it?" tMTanyaku again while sneering.

"Hahaha, I'm sure there will be a way. Maybe some kind of clone or something. Women have all the support systems needed to deliver a baby." He grinned cynically.

"You lesbians are equal to traitors in the long process of evolution. Want to breed using vegetative means? in graft? Heredity improvement efforts can only be done through generative means, you know? Get married and give birth!" My sergeant's a little nyolot.

The debate does not end. But Neysa persisted with her stance until I was lazy myself to continue it. Luckily, there was a call from Dr. Ahmad. I immediately picked it up.

"Yes, hello doc." My answer. Hearing me mention doc, Nesya immediately looked at me with a worried look on her face.

"assalamualaikum, Zian mas." Holy hooch! forget it again, forget it again.

"Hehehe, sorry doc. Waa'laikumsalam." My answer is feeling bad plus embarrassed, because I often forget the problem of welcoming a call from him.

"i'm not bothering you, am I?" tanyakanya. I don't think this is a question. More precisely, melted. Bummer also turned out to be a doctor. No Nesya, not Dr Ahmad. Everything on the bum, today.

"No doc, not at all." I answered a little nyolot. Sebel me. "Emang, what's wrong, doc?" kuwaku.

"this, I want to know, if Mr. Surya just woke up." The answer.

"Thank God, thank goodness doc. Then we immediately rushed there." My answer.

After the connection was cut off, Nesya and I immediately rushed to the hospital. Nesya looked very happy, hearing that her father was already aware of her coma.

seriate..