Sharing Love: Backup in the Evening Time

Apple thing

A hot day makes the air hot. The moon went to the kitchen to get a cold drink. What he did not want to come.

"Moon, cut this apple, dong," said Helen as well as jidat.

The moon did not pierce him, gulping cold water in the glass in relief. Cool feeling. Helen was upset that she had not been listened to by the moon. Helen walked over with a knife in her right hand and an apple in her left.

The moon rounded her eyes to see Helen holding a knife to the Moon's stomach.

"Pork, cut!" he said with a grin.

The moon gulped her saliva hard. Then he took it out of Helen's hand. Then he sat down on the chair and began peeling the apple while Helen sat on the chair and ate the wine.

Ms. Irma came and greeted the Moon with a smile.

"Poor man, why are you here?!" helen said without the slightest taste.

Ms. Irma just sighed. "I want to cook" replied Ms. Irma. Looks like Ms. Irma has been getting used to it for a week.

"Squid cooking, just!" Who he's bossing.

"There are no squid here" said Ms. Irma as she took a frying pan and put it on the stove.

"Buy, I'm."

"Nobody likes squid here," the Moon circus.

"Who? I asked to be the one to eat. If you don't like it, don't eat it."

The moon was furious, he was biting his lower lip. His hands were itching to throw a stone at the woman.

I have, enough is enough. Moon tired, he decided to continue peeling his apples.

Sret

The knife injured the Moon's index finger making red blood drip. Her husband who saw immediately approached.

"Moon, are you okay?" ask Purnama to panic.

The moon just whimpers. Purnama wiped the Moon's hands with his suit. "In the love of red medicine, yes," said Purnama made the Moon nod and sat down.

Purnama took out a box of medicine that was located on the table that was in the corner of the room. Dropped the red medicine on the wound last month wrapped it in plaster.

Purnama kissed the injured Moon's finger and said, "Don't hurt the Moon!" It makes the Moon chuckle.

Helen just froze, envious, annoyed at the Moon. "Mas, how come you don't call me, anyway!" grouse Helen.

"Forgot, I've already connected the Moon, really," said Purnama as he looked at the smiling Moon.

"Why did you peel the apple yourself? There will be Miss Irma" said Purnama.

"Mother Irma is cooking" replied the Moon.

"Yes, here you eat." The moon refused by stopping Purnama's hand from bribing him. "Who? Why?"

"My teeth are sick again, Mom. I peeled it off for Helen, ", said Moon.

Helen's eyes were round.

"Helen, why don't I peel myself?"

"I'm a males, Mas" whined Helen.

Lazy, huh?

"You don't depend on the Moon! The moon is also pregnant, you know," said Purnama.

"You're mad at me, Mom?" helen said with a clean voice.

"But I'm not mad at you, I just remember you."

Helen lowered. "So I wanted to peel myself but the Moon said I wanted to peel it for me."

The moon raised one eyebrow. When did I say that?

"Mas, it's just apples, you know," Moon said.

"Yes," said Purnama accompanied by a sigh.

"Mas wants a break." Purnama stepped out of the kitchen.

Helen grinned as she walked closer to the Moon. "Don't fuck around!" helen said as if threatening.

Helen walked away. "Mas... Wait for me!" he chases after Purnama.

"Moon, be patient, son," cried Miss Irma.

"Mom Irma..cook what, Mom?" mama Sinta entered the kitchen.

"You make soto, said Bulan Bu Sinta likes chicken soto," said Ms. Irma.

"Well, then I'll help."

"No need, Mom. I'll sit down, please."

"Who? I'd like to help, period."

The moon chuckled at the debate of the mothers behind it. Moon stand. "The moon will go to the room first, yes, Ma" said Moon. Mama Sinta nodded.

The moon walked up the stairs, now his stomach feels heavier than before even though it has not been a month. Passing through Helen's quiet room with the door closed. The moon opened the door to her room.

Dumps!

What the fuck?!

Her bare-chested husband was cuddling friendly with his honey. Both the Moon's eyes are rounded, along with a pounding heartbeat. The moon closed the door.

Tok tok tok tok

The two people inside separated the link. The moon opened the door and pretended not to have seen it before. "You rest. You guys continue in the next room, just," said Moon nervously.

"Later at night Mas want to sleep with the Moon," said Purnama made the Moon surprised.

"Mas, later Mas the same Helen, next week the same Moon," grumbled Helen.

"Just like Helen, yes" exclaimed the Moon.

"That!" Helen pulls Purnama's hand out of the Moon's room.

The moon let out a long sigh, she stood up in annoyance to close the door.

Standing, leaning against the window, looking at the scenery during the day. So happy are the birds that fly like they have no burden of life. Her tears slowly drip.

"I'm jealous of birds, they're peaceful. I am also jealous of such a powerful cat, after giving birth to her child in her husband's dwelling, isn't she strong. And here I feel like the most hurt woman. Although this marriage was forced at first but it turns out my love for her can grow quickly."

The moon goes, then goes up to the bed. His outstretched hand took the frame containing his picture and Purnama when married at that time.

"He, my first love, was my first wound" Moon said.

Trining trining trining

Moon's phone rings indicating an incoming call. The moon immediately wiped away her tears. Then take the call from the Full.

"Hallo?"

"Moon, I'll go to your room tonight, okay." Full, speaking as if she were trying to avoid Helen. Is there a specific meaning?

After that Purnama immediately ended his call making the Moon wonder.

"I think there is a wish, do not-don't Mas Purnama want to ask permission I make a marriage again."

The moon shook her head quickly, throwing away what she had been thinking just now. "I'm ready to be in reserve, because your happiness is important" said the Moon before drowning herself in dreamland.

Maybe Purnama has been created to be a crocodile man since birth. Looks like the Moon needs to ask this to Mama Sinta.