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Cooperation agreement agreed. Naura's determination is unanimous, accepting the work Martinus offers to solve her problems. But, this time the goal is precisely the opposite of his client. It is up to Abhi, the important thing he seeks to maintain Martin's relationship with Susan.
Finished cleaning his body, Naura threw herself on the bed. Schedule went to skin care, failed. Because Martinus held him for too long. And by the time he came to the clinic, the queue number was already filled in. So, he decided to just cancel, rather than have to register and re-examine.
Naura stared at the ceiling of the living room, the night air that entered through the side door of the balcony caressed her tonight. Out there, the lights are already on, adding to the beauty of the cityscape. Accompanied by honks that continue to be pressed by the driver of the vehicle.
Naura's mind was still floating, thinking of the reason Martinus wanted to divorce his wife. "Truly senile!" says slowly. His hand grabbed the phone he had placed on the table.
Ever since Abhi picked up Erik's call, he had not contacted his parents. He intends to call Erik, asking what important things they will say. I asked him about something that broke his heart.
The waiting tone buzzed a few times. The owner of the phone seems to be busy, to the point of not hearing the ringing of his phone.
"Hallo, assalamu'alaikum, ma." Naura greeted first.
"Wa'alaikumsalam, Na. Are you all right?" asked Ella, "yesterday papa's phone, she saidā
"I'm fine, Ma. Yesterday my phone was left in the front apartment. So, he's the one who raised papa's call." broke up Naura, explaining though unsolicited.
"Oh, Mama's not papa, really. Instead we wish you had nothing with the man in the side of the fray!" ella Goda.
"Shit, Ma!" Naura was embarrassed to hear the mother's temptation.
"Yes, yes ... Why did you call my mom?" Ella begins to give Naura a chance to say the intent and purpose she called.
"May Nana, ask about privacy?!" asked Naura, doubtful. Ella had not answered, she was waiting for Naura to continue her words.
"Ma," call Naura, again.
"Hem, what's up, honey?" soft Ella sahut.
"Can answer honestly! Did you ever get bored with papa?"
The situation across there did not seem conducive, Ella started to let out a small scream as Naura flashed her question. Naura was only able to sigh lightly, while waiting for an answer from the mother.
"What do you ask that for? No way, my mom is bored. Papa always gives your mama a surprise. Isn't that right, honey?" erik's voice was heard protesting. Not accept.
"Heh, it's delicious! Mom's bored, Na. You know why?" ella said, "every night it's always like this." Ella took a breath. And Naura started listening carefully.
"My capable Juwitaku, even without makeup you may be at risk of openingāentah why every sleep is the speech that you always hear. And unfortunately I know it's the work of one of the Indonesian writers."
Erik who heard also laughed. Feeling caught red-handed. "Later to change, the gombalinnya not from the verse of Ws Rendra anymore. Just change Mario Puguh!" Suddenly, a loud bang was heard from across the phone. Naura was only able to hear a small commotion from her mom and dad.
"Don't, Ma, Pa! Listen to Nana first!" Sentak Naura was annoyed.
A moment of silence, the two elderly stopped their laughter. Started to seriously respond to Naura. "Say!" Erik's orders.
"They're married, almost 60 years old. But, sir Martinus wants a divorce with his wife, and the reason is absurd, Pa, Ma. Just one word, BORED!" Naura let out a rough breath, as she recalled Martin's stern remark.
"Then?" Erik asked back. "What makes a man bored?" Erik clarified his question.
"He said his wife was not paying attention anymore. Even now his wife always wears clothes in colors she doesn't like."
"Looks trivial. But it turns out complicated. Because it has to be with two lawyers who handle it."
"Why?" ella's silent turn began to respond.
"Come, ask that! And worse Abhi who became my partner!" naura said, with her palms clenched tightly.
"That's how it is, dear. You meet his wife first, investigate what made him change. If you're just bored, the court can't possibly grant you either, right!"
"Hmmm ... I'll see his wife tomorrow."
"Yes, if you can't get them divorced. Poor son." Ella returned to her orders. Even though his children are old, but worried too.
"Yes. Nana thinks so too."
"Did Mr Martinus often go out for a walk to see the outside world?" ask Erik.
"Maybe, yes!" guess Naura.
"Hmm, ask him to hold his eyes. The grass of the neighbors is greener. But it actually feels the same. It's just temptation."
"What feeling, Pa?" asked Naura curiously.
"Marry let's keep it going!" ketus Erik's.
"Kok, even ask Nana to marry? What does this have to do try!?" The offended Naura started to get annoyed.
"Basic, so the boy is plain gini, anyway. Your father is a former obstetrician! So, it's a shame that you don't understand!" maki Erik again, he does not know why his son can not understand.
"The more you don't understand, Nana's oath doesn't understand!"
"Please clear, Yang!"
"Your father if you obviously like to use the language of the planet, so who does not understand the more dizzy!"
"Explain, Ma!" Naura's orders.
Ella started to get confused, how to tell her daughter. "I mean the taste .. emmm the taste, meaning the pleasure is the same!" Naura momentarily thought of Ella's words, still not understanding the mother's explanation.
"Don't think pervert, Na! There you go to sleep" said Erik and then turn off his call before getting scorned by the princess.
Naura just shook her head, still guessing their intentions. The fun is the same, the grass of the neighbors is greener.he murmured while closing the balcony door. Go into the room, prepare for sleep, prepare the energy to face the front occupants.
Across the phone. The man moved quickly. His sturdy hands tore off his wife's night clothes.
"You always understand what I like! Start the color, the hairstyle, and the taste. You know exactly what I want." Erik spoke in a raucous voice. His eyes were full of passion, if only there had been no disturbance, he would have almost reached the top. "Thank you for making me the perfect man. You've equipped me with what you have." The kiss felt longer than usual. "You're right, bored with me, Yang!" ask Erik, then.
"No. You are always full of surprises. Thank you for making me yours. I am happy to live my life with you. You keep your word, we're old and whiten together."
Without further ado. Erik started his hot activities that night. CENSORSHIP.
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