ONE ENOUGH

CHAPTER 33: IMPROVE

"Quite a sweet affection a lot of a'. That's enough." Gita reassured her husband.

"Ga is as easy as talking. Is there any currency, dear? you can buy anything with love. There is no neng. Everyone needs money."

"Yes. Where to shop with a'ayank money. Nothing is free in this world."

"Nah tuh. Ngenes heart a'a neng. Nominal look very cool shopping, even almost the same as the price of a car that can afford a'a buy for us. But, what does a sweet have? The Audi R8 reaches 7 M. Just as a birthday gift from parents when. How's a'a neng's heart?" Tell them to spill their uneg all this time. Astonished donk, his wife as rich as anything.

"Continue, where's wrong?" tanya Gita is confused by her husband who turns out to be sensitive.

"A'a new know, surely in the heart of the cuddly just laugh at the ability a'a who only provide 3.5 jt of living every month for sweet, of course for the cuddly just for shopping only ear matches." Umpat Gilang who is already standing facing the beautiful view in front of him. But it did not help to calm his soul. His emotions were still overflowing, like the mouth of a rushing river. He was not angry actually, only embarrassed if he was unable to balance the family life of his wife.

"Eneng doesn't understand, what really happened a'." Lirih Gita slowly.

"Actually we are discussing a lot of sweet groceries? if a'a objected. A'a just say the same sweet, it's wasteful, it's wrong and do not repeat. Done it?" Gita softened like talking to herself, without wanting to expect answers and responses from her husband.

"Or are we talking about the husband's ability to support his wife? Hah... want a hundred thousand a month, if that's the ability of the husband, what can the wife? is not the most important thing the intention and the intention? So that later the living received by the wife willingly also brought into prayer for the next can be a blessing that multiplies the sincerity of the giver and receiver? Ah. I don't know. It's up to her to think how..." The Gita sentence hangs, the more complicated he feels the thing they are questioning.

"Not..not bad. A'a just being disappointed with yourself how much a'a can give so far is not worth at all, a'a poor neng." Yes it is the poor soul Gilang tetiba meronta donk, the same time with readers and nyak othor as well.

"Poor from where? a'a it's an established man. 30 Years old, have a steady job, already have a house, there is a car too. For a general human standard, that is enough. Where is the poor? There are still many young people around the age of a'a who are still struggling to find work, or still struggling to finish their education, even some who work hard to meet the needs to buy milk for their children. What changes a'a's heart so that it can't be grateful for all of a'a's accomplishments? Degs... Gilang. He was confused as to why he was so baper.

"The Surenra plant that Gita knows is not like this. His mind is positive, his heart is broad, never using the size of others to guide his life. He never cared about people's view of him, for him just did not break God's command and please the person he loved to protect the purpose of his life. That's why I fell in love with him, I want to be guided by a strong priest like him. But, why did I lose that man today?" Gita at length expressed his heart, even removing the attribute of affection call that has always been embedded so far. A sign he's oun has been in serious fashion may be tipped to lash.

"Sorry neng... A'a keder's. The vow. A'a feelin' just garbage in the crab family."

"It's not my family that thinks so, but your own mind thinks so. Put your pride as high as it is, so that no one can step on you. But that doesn't mean, you're insulting the people under you, so you're still respected."

"But we are so much different."

"Can we simplify our household concept that does not need to measure everything from mere material. I'm tired." Gita said firmly. Gilang turned to look softly at his wife who was already in a modelb is not okay.

Glazed to realize his kebapernya has ruined the mood of his beloved wife. But after all, Gilang is human, he also has a heart and feelings. He is not an angel who is never wrong, the black side of his heart can also sometimes be influenced by demonic whispers that in any way can incite him in a way that is not realized.

“Astagafirullah. Forgive a’a neng. He rubbed his face violently. Then go to the bathroom for ablution. Magrib will be approaching. Without orders and words he had already stretched two prayer mats on the floor. Gita understood, then fell down the bed and did the same thing, they also prayed together.

After the prayer, Gilang had welcomed his wife's right hand who had kissed the back of his hand with reverence. Then Gilang grabbed Gita's head to kiss her. But Gita's body just shook to hold back her cries. Gilang immediately encapsulated Gita's body in his arms.

“Maafin a’a neng.” Sendu Gilang sincere, he accidentally hurt his wife. He only meant to be honest with the feelings that were engulfing his heart.

“That's sweet money, that's the cool right to use it for what. A’a the wrong, a’a the baper, a’a that feel useless.” Show Gilang again.

“A’a.. a’a darling eneng?”

“Why ask that again?”

“If a’a dear, please. Don't talk about our differences anymore. This treasure is all just a’. When time runs out, lost back to the right to enjoy it. So please a’... eneng do not want us to discuss about property, wealth or anything that makes us both misunderstand.” Pinta Gita was still in her sobbing sobs.

“Iya. Forgive a’a. A’a ga can nahan feeling a’a earlier. I mean a’a want to be honest to you, but sorry. Maybe delivery a’a wrong.” Gilang wiped Gita's tears with his hands.

“Ia. We won't discuss this. It's a whip for a’a. You're ashamed to try, not curse yourself. No.” Gita hugged her husband's body tightly.

“Iri can a’a, but do not be spiteful. Today a’a can be envious of the production of that much enema, but make sure in the following year. A’a is the only eneng donor, because a’a has become a successful entrepreneur, very suses. Okay a’.”

“Amin.” Gilang Sahut.

“Neng ga shy, husband ga modal?”

“Eneng should be ashamed, because it is the result of giving parents. Eneng can not nabung kayak a’a. A’a great.” He who stood up and took off his face. I will change into another dress.

“A’a not great if you can not payin wife a’a shopping with own money.” Said Gilang already looking smiling.

“Ga is discussed again deh.” Hardik Gita joked.

Tingtluing.

The SMS Gita notification reads. He immediately opened his phone. His bead looked at Gilang with a confused look, after reading the contents of the text message.

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