Pariwanya Si Boru Panggoaran
change habits

"Some father, ma! Let's talk again. I'm still meeting with business partners. I'll call you back tonight" Desman said, turning off the phone unilaterally.

****

Defan just came out of the bathroom, he saw Dira sleeping very well. Already showing 6 o'clock, Defan is getting ready to wear formal attire for dinner.

Use a black long-sleeved shirt and black trousers as well. After wearing his full outfit, he woke up his little wife.

"Which, honey? Wake up!" decreed Defan, while kissing the wife's thin lips.

Dira's body twitched, his ears still faintly grasping the voice of the husband. However, Defan suddenly pulsed those thin lips in order for Dira to really wake up.

Feeling that his mouth was stuck in something, a chewy object that stuffed his mouth, Dira finally slowly opened her eyes. He caught the face of Defan who was closed enjoying his pulsation.

Defan felt that someone was watching, he opened his eyes, staring at each other with his wife's bead.

He also rushed to release the chewy lips. "Abis don't wake up! Others wake up!" sighed Defan, flicked his lips, then threw his body onto the bed.

"My husband's habits!" Dira cupped her husband's face, floating a warm kiss on his lips.

"Thank you!" defan said in a flirtatious tone.

"What time is it, bang?" said Dira, but his face does not want to be separated from the face of the husband who looks handsome and beautiful.

"Mandi hunt! It's 6 o'clock, yang!" decah Defan, embrace the slender body to be attached to the deck.

"Ehm .. make it even bigger!" added Dira, spoiled wrestle on the burly chest of the husband.

Defan repeatedly kissed the cheeks, lips, eyes, to Dira's forehead. It makes her very comfortable to be in her husband's arms. Both are still in arms.

Dira who still felt drowsiness, even closed his eyes again. However, reprimanded by her husband because it was already night, they had to hurry to the restaurant that had been reserved.

"Wake, wake! The bathtub is there!" defan protest, when he saw Dira's eyes again closed.

Suddenly, Dira immediately rounded her eyes. When she felt the warmth of her husband's body, she wanted to continue sleeping again.

"Eat him don't hug dong, bang! It's getting more comfortable!" timpal Dira, grumbling while raising his body that still feels weak due to afternoon sleep.

"Hehe .. but like it, right?" defan chirps, showing a grin so that it shows neat teeth lined up in front of Dira's face.

"Like it! Not a moment!" connect Dira, walk straight to the bathroom.

"Don't take a long shower, yang!" defan shouted, before Dira closed the bathroom door.

"Hem." Dira just cleared her throat, passed the bath so that she could immediately enjoy the dinner that had been prepared by her husband.

****

Rosmah was staring at the increasingly thin account book. Dira's sinamot-giving money is running out. Her husband still has not paid her salary because she is still in debt.

For daily expenses, Rosmah relies on the remaining money of the sinamot. From the rest of the sinamot, they had already bought a house. Over the past few months, the cost of eating high enough to drain the contents of the account.

Seeing the finances getting thinner, making Rosma stricken with dizziness. While staring at the account book, he also massage the temple that feels pain due to dizziness that struck.

Not long after, Sahat just got home from work. Seeing the arrival of her husband, Rosmah immediately hid the account book behind a sofa pillow so that her husband did not see.

"Just come home, sir? From anywhere? One hour later!" rosmah, squinting.

"Grandfather is still a lot? No more gambling, right?" chirp Rosmah, with a sharp look.

"Mr has stopped! There is only the rest of the debt that accumulates," he admitted while breathing heavily.

The devil sat next to his wife. Staring sharply and feeling suspicious. "What's the matter, mom?" ask the Evil One again.

"Our money is getting thinner, for daily needs stay about two months away. If you don't have a salary, what do we eat?" sulkul Rosma, face to face with her husband.

"Oah! Yeah, you're selling again! There is still a lot of debt for me," lamented Evil, frowning his forehead.

"God! It is because of the father, our children feel pain, suffer and live destitute!" rosmah said grumpily.

"Udahlah! Don't you take care of that!" gerutu Sahat, then passed away because he was upset when he came home from work and was even humbled by his wife.

Instead of being served drinks or food, it gets a tantrum that irritates him. The demon immediately entered the room, taking the towel hanging in the room.

Not long after, he walked straight to the bathroom. Then, clean up while thinking about his financial fate that never improved.

Every now and then, when you get home from work, actually Satan still likes to gamble. However, he hid it from his wife, then claimed to have abandoned the bad habits.

Like today, he didn't just meet old friends. But at the same time playing gambling with his old friend.

It is difficult to change this habit. Especially the habit. Gambling has made me addicted!

Evil dissolves in his mind while helping himself. He cursed the mistake that is very hobby of gambling can not even be separated from the activity.

****

"Bang, help me!" said Dira, hurry to not be late to the restaurant.

"What help, baby?" tanya Defan, spread a glance.

His wife was busy wearing forward, then preening with make-up so that her face was more flawless. "Please dry my hair, bang!"

Defan was confused, he had never done that to his wife before. "Wear what?"

Dira stared from the makeup glass, she looked at her husband who was still speechless and confused. "There's a hairdryer in the nightstand drawer, grab it and plug it in!" sahut Dira ruled.

Defan also said, he was looking for objects meant by his wife. When pulling the nightstand drawer, the black hardryer was stared inside.

Before long, he plugged the cable into a socket not far from the dressing table. "How real are you, yang?" defan said, while abducting the hairdryer that made him confused.

"Pick this button, turn on immediately. Keep pointing at my hair evenly so that all the hair dries!" obviously Dira, then embraced by Defan because he already understood.

Defan threw out Dira's hair, while directing the hairdryer's mouth to her hair. He became better after trying the hairdryer.

For five minutes, Dira's hair had dried up. The woman thumbs up at her husband.

"Smart," praised Dira as she smiled broadly.

"Easy turns out to be wearing it, which," replied Defan, smiling faintly, he again stored the hairdryer into the nightstand.

Dira wears a very beautiful black dress. The dress made of satin and brucat was very suitable on her body.