
"Not to be a kepo." He answered, and his device kept ringing.
"Thank you, noisy know." Said Adi while drinking coffee as he listened to the loud ringing of the device.
Who the hell no, there is no name. Inner She.
["Hello Assalamualaikum."] Greet Him first.
[" Waalaikumsalam, hye I want to make a promise to you."] Said someone from there.
Then he thought if he had a promise with people.
Oh yes, I forgot. This is the guy who was at the cafe. Inner She.
He was chatting with someone. Adi looked at him with dislike.
"Ekhem." He did not flinch when Adi cleared his throat.
"Ekhem, hem, uhuk uhuk." For some time he did not look, until the end.
Bugh.
"Basin' a rancid boy." Adi's loud voice, because he was thrown by a pillow that was on the sofa.
Ssst.. He gave a signal to Adi, by putting his finger in his mouth, so as not to make a sound again.
Adi, who was upset that almost half an hour was ignored by his little wife, then took the device that was still attached to His ear, and turned it off.
Click.
"What the hell, Om." Irritatedly he snapped at Adi.
"Fuck, what the fuck, you what the fuck! Dirty wife fuckin' guy's got a guy on his phone with another guy." Adi was no less upset and attacked back.
He did not budge when the resulting husband scolded him and said that he was disobedient.
"What, still want to ngeles like a bicycle," said Adi again.
"No," he answered.
"Yes made breakfast, it's almost noon. Are we gonna keep going like this." Adi.
Then he stepped into the kitchen to find what food he could eat. In the refrigerator there is chicken, kale is still quite a set of vegetables for the next few days. And deftly he processed kale into a simple but delicious breakfast menu. And the chicken cooked galangal became his choice, not to forget he provided crackers on the table as a complement.
"Ah, it's finally done too." Say to her, and after that she calls her husband.
AT 7:00.
Everything was neatly arranged on the table.
"Om Duda, already done noh breakfast quarry," She immediately called her husband for breakfast.
"Can you call the right one as a couple." Adi complained, to Him.
When I called dear, hubby or mas, this boro-boro call that, om widower and om widower again called, cih. I am no longer a widower.
"Why is it face, smile, smile is not obvious." He who saw Adi smile his own smile felt goosebumps because his brain must be traveling again, thought He.
"What the hell." After saying that Adi immediately stood up and headed to the dining table.
"It's getting better" with one eye Adi said.
"If it's not good don't eat, and don't protest." She said.
Emm, delicious. Exceeding the food at the restaurant, pinter is also the boy cook. Praise Adi in her heart.
"Lumayan." Adi Say.
Really, really, I'm the cook even not in the leftover love, actually hungry what the heck this guy is. Both times yes." Only protest through his mind, and do not want to be long if he protests in front of him.
NOT LONG AFTER..
In the end, he did not eat breakfast, and only ate a piece of bread spread chocolate.
"Dee! spout." Adi shouted to him, who did not come out of the room.
"What a hell is lebay." Timpal.
"Basic thugs."
"Stupid, uda deh don't start, than Om duda pussy." He attacked back, because he thought so. Large muscular body, tattoo tiger who wants to pounce on its prey. But baby, coward.
"Depart yuk" Adi asked.
"Where," he answered.
"To the room, we haven't yet split the watermelon. The time you forgot." With a seductive smile Adi said.
He immediately glanced at his eyes.
"Pis dear." added Adi again.
"Basic pervert."
Just as they were about to step outside, there was the sound of knocking on the door.
"Open up Om, I'll grab the bag first." Without answering Adi directly down from the stairs and will open the door.
"Sucks, almost rust I wait in the open door tau no!" It turned out that Miss Rosmah came in while angry because she was in front of the door for a long time.
"It will go down the stairs first, ma'am" replied Adi.
"Have you just come down at this hour?" asked Miss Rosmah with a big smile, I don't know what she's thinking right now.
"Yes." Yeah." Three letters came out of Adi's mouth.
Asik, bertar again got a frog boy. With a happy mind.
"O.." He said, but he stopped when he saw who was coming.
"Mother" rebuked him. Then salute Ms. Rosmah and kiss her hand with reverence.
Huh, he said just out of the room, why does not his hair alkaline ya. Ms. Rosmah thought hard, not that the newlyweds would usually do the first night, but just look at the usual path and dry hair.
"Mom, why look at De, like that," He who felt in the face from head to toe as if he really felt uncomfortable.
"Guys, what are your usual paths and your hair is not wet? Not that Adi said you guys just came out of the room."
He, and Adi, immediately patted each other's jidat, it turns out that Miss Rosmah was wrong in interpreting Adi's words spoken to her, who said she just now and He just came out of the room.
"What does it mean that our mother hasn't performed the watermelon-fishing ritual?" Adi answered what her mother thought of her.
"Sure, what else" said her mother.
"He's hit by the red cross, ma'am, and for those of us who just got out of the room that means, we're ready to go to work, not so much De." Adi then nudged his hand.
"L-yes ma'am, De's hit by the red cross again." She then followed her husband's play to make her mother believe that what she said was true. Yes, even if it is wrong and lies anyway.
Ms. Rosmah who heard Adi and him, immediately limp. Because he expects the frog child from Adi and also Him.
"But after the end of the red cross, make Mother a grandchild yes," said Ms. Rosma.
Emang for a cake boy for what dolls, just ask to continue so, basic in-laws are not right. He did not stop to continue to curse, because he was upset early in the morning with a bad request.