Berondong Keborangan My Wife
Advice Mr. Dadang

Seeing the look of sadness on Samsul's face. Mr. Dadang feels pity.

"There's a problem, sir. From now on, I see you sitting around?" ask Mr. Dadang.

"No Sir. It'sit's okay. I'm just not feeling well" said Samsul.

"Don't do it sir. We were good friends long ago. Come on, tell me what's going on?"

"No Sir. It'sit's okay. It's just that there's something I want to ask you" Samsul added.

"alright. Then let's just talk in the cafeteria. While eating lunch."

Mr. Dadang and Samsul then went out of the office to the cafeteria. Where employees spend their rest time while ordering a variety of foods available there.

They sat in the corner of the room by the window. In order to be free to talk.

"Ohiya Pak's. What do you want to order? Let me order," bargained Mr. Dadang.

"No Sir. I have no appetite today. I'll eat at the house, sir."

"All right then. We'll just have a black coffee, okay?"

Samsul nodded faintly. Then Mr. Dadang went to order two cups of black coffee.

It didn't take long. The two sat down with a cup of black coffee and a doughnut cake.

"Come Sir. Tell me what you want to ask. Hopefully I can provide a solution to your problem. Don't worry, I just want to help as a friend. And do not intend to interfere in the personal affairs of the Father," explained Mr. Dadang while sipping a doughnut cake presented on the table. Then put it in his mouth.

Samsul breathed out slowly. Before he finally said.

"Sir. Does every wife need attention?" Samsul said with a sad face.

Heard Samsul's words. Mr. Dadang stopped the chewing.

"Sir. You had a fight with your wife?" ask Mr. Dadang while putting the rest of the donut cake on the plate.

"My wife complains every day. He said I was not paying attention" said Samsul.

"Sir. Any wife, be it old or young. We should pay attention. Give them affection. A little seduction and praise. That alone makes them happy. You know, every day I always praise my beautiful wife. Even though I am tired of saying it. But that's a woman. They love to be flattered and lied to."

"Looh? Mean Father?"

"Yes, even though our wife's face is mediocre. We should say beautiful. Because if we are honest. His face was ordinary. He immediately pouted. Well that's them. I had to lie. That she is very beautiful .. hahaha ... "

"Mother could."

"But Sir. I reckon. He was busy at the office until he came home at night. Did your wife never protest?"

"That's Sir. This morning, we had a big fight. My wife has been lying to me all this time. And it made me sick," said Samsul, his eyes looking glassy.

"But what's the real problem? Until you quarrel with your wife?" Mr. Dadang was curious.

"I suspect my wife. It seems he cheated on me behind my back."

"God! Cheating how?" Mr. Dadang's eyes widened to hear Samsul's words.

Samsul later recounted the incident this morning during a dispute with Mila.

"Cp .. ck ... This gentleman. Where there are cheating men, sir. They even swear. It is true that cheating. But, I can. Father's wife is cheating?"

"That's Sir. I have a weakness that I have kept secret. But please. You can keep this a secret."

Mr. Dadang swallowed his saliva. Samsul's words began to get serious.

"There is a secret what sir," whispered Mr. Dadang later.

"I, I, am not satisfying my wife Sir," Samsul said as he lowered his face.

"I mean Mr, Mr. impotent," said Mr. Dadang so enthusiastically responded to Samsul's confession.

Samsul's face flushed.

"No Sir. It's just. I didn't stay strong for long when it came to my wife. While my wife is very aggressive if she does that," said Samsul.

Mr. Dadang shook his face a few times. Eyes squinting.

"Sir. We are as husband. Tired of coming home from work. We still have to maintain stamina, so we can satisfy them in bed. My wife in ladeni. He wants her to do that every day. But I tried to resist it with a little seduction. But not all women are like that. There are only a few women who have excessive desire. Well like this is dangerous. They will find satisfaction out there" explained Mr. Dadang.

"Satisfaction? That is, how sir. I don't understand."

"This father. Hence sir, don't be too busy chasing after the material. Look at the world once. So many sins are committed by women to satisfy their lust. Sometimes they buy gigolo's services to make them satisfied."

"actuallys. What does it matter to women, so that they commit that sin?"

"Of course it's important. There are a lot of women out there. Married man kere. The important thing is that they get satisfaction in bed. Even they dared to spend money for the sake of that satisfaction."

"I mean Father. Buying a guy, is that it?"

"Yes. More precisely men in droves. They sell his body to satisfy lonely aunts. Less attention from her husband."

Samsul blows rough. Hearing the words of Mr. Dadang. Samsul just realized. The importance of inner living for a wife. And he was busy chasing material, forgetting Mila who often he stayed at work until late at night.

"Eat Sir. Once in a while, you should check your wife's phone. Because through social media, they usually call each other, continue to meet, talk to each other. And, if they fit in with each other. They started doing embarrassing things. Sorry Sir. It's not that I want to interfere in your household affairs. Me as a friend. Just giving advice, the best step for your household to return to harmony."

"So. I have to how sir." Samsul's face began to look pale.

Mr. Dadang then took the coffee that he had neglected. Then sipped it while looking at Samsul who looked agitated. The black coffee runs out not left in his sips.

"This Sir. Starts now. Rest yourself Father. Ask for a few days leave to Mr. Vishnu. Don't be so on the request. The bald man has never endlessly ruled us. He's good at his cheating. While Father. Father almost every night doing his duty," said Mr. Dadang.

"The affair? So Mr Vishnu cheated?" Samsul was shocked to hear Mr. Dadang's confession.

"Ssttt .. don't be so hard sir."

Samsul then shifted his seat to approach Mr. Dadang.

"Sir. Is it true, Mr. Vishnu had an affair," whispered Samsul. His eyes glared at Mr. Dadang as if he wanted to pounce on his face.

"Oh Sir. This man missed the news. For a long time Mr. Vishnu had a dark relationship with Bu Dewi," said Mr. Dadang while looking left and right. Afraid someone would hear it.

"Well! The Goddess Ma'am who sold the powerful medicine? But right, Miss Goddess is married!" jolt Samsul while covering his mouth with both hands.

"Oh Sir. Slowly speaking. It's top-secret. Only I know, Mrs Dewi and Mr. Vishnu play serong," explained Mr. Dadang later.

Samsul can only wipe his chest hearing the words of Mr. Dadang. It is fitting that he is always given the work piled up by Mr. Vishnu. It turned out that the bald man wanted to be happy with his employees named Bu Dewi. That woman was married. So too with Vishnu. It is true, what Mr. Dadang said. The world is so dirty. There are so many sins that people commit. Husband and wife relationship destroyed for the sake of endless lust.

Samsul began to wake up. As a husband. He should be able to take care of his wife. The material he had been chasing all along. It makes him forget other obligations as a husband. The wife needs to be spoiled and given attention. They are weak and easily carried away by the current if they do not protect it well.

For this reason, that day Samsul promised to improve his household.

"Sir. I have a doctor who can cure the lack of Father, if you want, I can take you after work later," said Mr. Dadang aware of Samsul daydreams.

"Eh, yes, may sir," replied Samsul a little surprised.

"OKs. Then I'll call his doctor."

Samsul nodded faintly accepting the advice of Mr. Dadang. Maybe by listening to his friend's advice. Samsul can fix his household. Mila is the woman he has loved so much.

"I've called the doctor sir. Later home from work we can directly meet him at his workplace, how sir. Do you agree with my advice?" reprimand Mr. Dadang.

"Yes sir I totally agree, I want to recover from my shortcomings on this one, sir!" samsul was so excited.

"Good Sir. May you heal with this doctor. Many have recovered because of him, sir. He has handled many cases like father, and thank God they are all cured," said Mr. Dadang later.