Pomegranates

Facebooking.

Humans cannot escape the social world, especially those who have become slaves to cyberspace and are addicted to cyberspace, where they can miss the day without being sosmed.

While I was scrolling the homepage, I saw one of the account posts that turned out to be my old friend in the dorm, Nazma. He wrote about the third person. I remember he was married. What happened to her household, curiosity also led me to send her a message.

"P!" Hurup which is commonly used to start a conversation in Chat. Perhaps greetings are no longer a priority hehe.

"Yes" she replied quickly.

"You're Nazma, right??"

"Well, I'm Nazma, you know my name?"

"I'm Asmaraloka, why are you? any more problems?"

"Asma, how are you?, mmm... Yes As, I suspect my husband, not once or twice, but in a long time. He likes to rarely go home, I can not minjem hp.nya so deh. and found out last night if he cheated. It hurts a lot, I don't have any self-esteem. Where am I supposed to be?" Whiney.

And as I recall, Nazma is Zahwan's nephew.

"Mmmmm. If you want your husband to stay at home, you have to do some things. Make up for yourself" My proposal.

"Where can I give myself time, especially if I already have a child. Not taking care of the kids, homework."

"Well, this presefsi is wrong, Naz... You're beautiful. Bego if your husband cheats. Only he began to get bored with your look, if there is no attachment for and-and, at least try to keep your look neat, give it up at night when going to sleep, and at least try to keep it up, make your husband feel right about you. Often we hear the words of others Ahhh.. In fact, 'just because we are married, we must make our husbands feel at home, the actor is more serem than the grave, loh."

"What do you say, As, and what else?"

"Yaudah.I will do it, makasi ya As..."

"Yes are the same."

Because of the chat I did not realize that Mangata was already beside me. Angry because ignored, making him sulk and silent without alien babble as usual.

"Hay Iang.... You're a lager huh?, sorry you didn't realize you were here"

"Mimi mbum.mimi.." Her request.

I grabbed her and grabbed her, then pulled out my breasts, Mangatapun straight to her.

What beautiful eyes, make all sad and tired I lost a moment when looking at him. God's meaning.. You have given me a very beautiful angel. I wish I could live until I see her happy with her little girl coming out.

"Yeah, my mind is too stirring" I murmured.

Mangata suckles voraciously, after starting to feel full, he finally falls asleep.

I moved her to bed too.

The day began to dark, after praying I also accompanied Mangata sleep.

The next day, the dawn had risen, the horizon had been bright from horizon to horizon. Before Mangata woke up, I trained my body to stay vit and good. I'm not afraid of old. But I hope, if my endurance is strong. I can live longer and healthier so I can see Mangata succeed first.