
Upon arrival at home, Jamal finally told his wife, Indah, with what he had just received from the sub-district farm service. That he was asked to be a speaker at an agricultural seminar in the sub-district. For the next three days.
"Keep roughly, what should you prepare, dear?" ask Jamal enthusiastically. Because he was not very fluent in speaking on formal forums.
"We just wait for the invitation to be given by the district. We don't know what the theme of the seminar is."
"But... You can begin to practice speaking in front of a crowd, with good and polite language of course."
Indah told Jamal what he should do in the middle of the seminar. Because seminar participants, not just ordinary people. But there will also be many highly educated people of course.
So, do not Lovely give some tips on her husband. To attend the seminar well.
Jamal listened carefully to all his wife's words, for this was an important lesson for himself, and the success of the mission as well
What needs to be considered when speaking in public, or crowds among others, broad insights, systematic thinking patterns, talks that are carried out must be concrete, mental preparation, pay attention to appearance, look, also pay attention to the volume of sound and intonation, and control the time, or remember with the time limit needed.
Beautiful also explained one by one, from every thing he had said. So that Jamal can understand and understand, how to be in front of formal forums such as seminars.
"Well, can I not Yang? how I doubt yes" said Jamal honestly, with nervousness.
"Mas Jamal can start learning from now on. Just wait for the invitation sent by the seminar organizing committee. To know, what the theme of the seminar was, it was Mas."
The cup!
The cup!
"Thank you, dear. You're the best!"
Jamal kissed his wife's forehead, because he felt very happy, could get a chance to learn from Indah, for the mission he had to work on.
Although actually Beautiful also does not know, if what is done by her husband it is a mission of the system owned by her husband. Because in fact, shortly afterwards, the messenger from the sub-district did give an invitation. That was reported to Jamal before.
"Sama-sama Mas's. I also like, Jamal is not ashamed to ask questions and learn to move forward."
Now, she is teaching her husband, with a few things to watch out for at the seminar. Because, the theme of the seminar is now known from the invitation given earlier.
"Mas. The show selamatan tomorrow, Jamal has finished the seminar."
"Yes, why sweetheart?" tanya Jamal, who was reminded by Indah of their plans for her fourth-month pregnancy welcoming party.
"What would you like to do for the show?" tanya Indah, who also wants to know, how about the state of the party later.
"Mas wants to make the show like a folk party. Let all the citizens, as well as the invitees, enjoy the atmosphere of the party I'm hosting."
"What do you think?"
Beautiful silent for a moment, hearing the explanation from her husband.Because she did not know, what was planned for the party.
"Be good come along. After all, Jamal mass employees also need interesting entertainment. In addition to healthy foods, which are usually consumed every day."
"Emmhh... I also hope you are happy with the big event later. Because it's actually for you and the kids."
Lovely nodded her head, obeying her husband's words.
She also hugged her husband, thanking him. "Thank you, Mommy. I'm also happy with everything you've given me."
*****
"Honey. It's neat enough yet?"
Jamal set himself in front of the mirror, paying attention to the condition of his hair and also his formal clothes.
White long shirt, combined with black trousers that match with a black suit. Making the appearance of Jamal looks very charming, and also authoritative.
Especially now, Jamal's body is no longer thin. But solidly filled.
Of course, it made her appearance even better, so that it made Indah unable to turn her head in the other direction, by continuing to look towards her husband who was still standing in front of the mirror.
"What's the matter, honey?" tanya Jamal, who saw Beautiful looking at her from the reflection of her front mirror.
"My husband is very dashing," praised Indah with a happy smile.
"Didn't you let me go? So that you can keep looking at me until satisfied," asked Jamal, turning his body towards his wife. At the moment, he was sitting on the edge of the bed.
"Hihihi. But I also do not want to make the seminar lady disappointed, because Mr. Jamal can not come. Hehe..."
Lovely was making fun of her husband, laughing happily.
"Ihss... You want to tease me, honey?"
Hearing the question asked by her husband, Indah put her eyebrows together in confusion.
"Me, flirting? Where did I flirt? am I allowed to flirt with my own husband?" tanya Beautiful her head is tilted, for Jamal to come closer to her.
"Haha... I gave permission, for my wife, to seduce me."
But it turns out that Indah immediately dodged, when Jamal wanted to hug her.
"Remember Mas. You are waiting for a lot of people in the district. So don't try to wake up your sleeping trunk. Hehe..."
Jamal patted his own forehead, remembering the invitation he had to attend.
"Bahhh... You remind me of things I don't really want. Huhfff, but I also don't want to disappoint my mentor who was tired of teaching me yesterday. Hehe..."
Jamal finally decided to go to the district. Because Beautiful didn't come with him. Until he went alone.
"I'm going first Yang. Watch out tonight, I want more!"
"Ihsss. Haha..."
The cup!
Jamal kissed his wife's lips at a glance, so that Indah also no longer laughed out loud, when he said goodbye.
Across the street, right in front of the entrance of the orange garden, there was someone who was watching the two, with a sharp eye.
"Cihhah! Just keep showing off the intimacy. Soon enough, I'm the one in your position."
That person also fused his teeth, until it sounded clumsy.
I don't know what the person is thinking, so do not like the treatment of Jamal who is friendly with his own wife.
Because right now, he already had plans to be able to get special attention from Jamal.