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"Yes, you're too stiff! I'm just learning, it should be done!" timpal Dira, knitting eyebrows.

Defan again added champagne to the wife's glass. So Dira rushed to drink in one gulp.

"Oh, it's like being an adult! Nice and happy!" Dira chuckles alone, dizziness begins to strongly feel whack in the head.

"Yes! Holy jeez!" sigh Defan, when he saw the wife began to lose consciousness.

A waiter arrived, bringing a meal arranged on the hotel's special food rack trolley. Italian luxury food, the first menu is served, two sets of gnnochi made of dumpling-shaped flour, in which filled with meat with special Italian spices.

Then, the waiter also gave pizza margherita wrapped in cheese and special special sauce. Two mineral water did not forget to be served, to quench the couple's thirst after eating the menu served.

"Please enjoy, Mr. Madam. We will serve dessert later," said the waiter, then passed away.

"Go, come on, eat!" tell Defan, offering food to begin to be touched by Dira.

Dira resuscitated himself, occasionally shaking his head so that the dizziness disappeared. However, the dizziness was getting stronger. Rush Dira sipped mineral water so that the effects of alcohol fade.

However, his efforts were in vain. Finally, Dira followed her husband, ate a margherita pizza, took one piece and devoured it with a wide gaping mouth. Her elegance was instantly lost before the eyes of her husband.

"Go on, eat it slowly!" defan said, a little whisper because he was embarrassed to always protest against anything done by the little girl.

Understandably, Dira used to live hard. Never did he think that his life would change deftly. Being able to enjoy a luxurious meal in a restaurant is like a dream for him.

In fact, Dira never learned manners while at the dining table of a fancy restaurant ala. Therefore, he is not familiar with table manner-style conglomerate.

"Yes, bang!" Dira tried more gracefully, chewing slowly the pizza that had entered filled the mouth.

After getting reprimanded for a second time, Dira finally had a consciousness. He saw how to eat Defan, followed him unsolicited, finished the appetizer from a slice of pizza.

The second meal, Dira eats gnnochi. He spread the napkin on the confession so that the dropped food does not contaminate the dress worn.

When feeling the second food, it is not suitable to feel on the tongue of Dira. The taste of the Italian gnnochi spice is strange on the tongue. He tasted only a few spoons, then finished his meal.

"Not spent?" ask Defan, soft-pitched.

"No love, bang!" Dira sipped mineral water, then sipped champagne which made him even more addicted.

"Well, don't drink too much, you'll run!" chirping Defan, staring fixedly at his wife, Dira just nodded in response.

Defan finished his second meal. He loves Italian food. A waiter made sure that Dira and Defan had finished eating the opening menu and the main menu served.

Not long after, a waiter came back to push the food trolley. He moved desserts, a piece of tiramisu cake and ice cream gelato which was very tempting for Dira.

Dira who saw the dessert has been served, immediately snatched the two menus. She loves sweet food, just like she looks sweet in the eyes of her husband.

*****

Desman just got home. After laying down on the bed, still wearing the suit worn since this morning. He took the phone in his pocket, called his wife as promised.

"Hello, sir?" hello Melva, look up at the ceiling. Anggi turned his head, staring fixedly at the mother who began to talk with the father.

"What did Mama need to call?" continued Desman, kneeling his forehead because he felt tired.

"You need news of your father! Mama's Sunday home, sir! Pick up at the airport, yeah! I don't think my mom lives here!" lamented Melva, she and her youngest daughter stared at each other.

Anggi suddenly snatched away the mother's mobile phone. "Sir, Anggi misses!" anggi said a little screaming.

"Nggi, where are you going to college? Are there a lot of friends there? How do you get along? Don't let you get bullied for coming from the village!" cecar Desman, advising the youngest princess.

"Relax, many of my friends from the field. I can balance all of those people!" sahut Anggi, with a haughty tone.

"Patent, finish your lecture there! Don't follow promiscuity, your mama retreated back home. Remember, learning the right thing can make you look like a father!" terang Desman, throwing a warning so that Anggi does not do as he pleases.

"Yes, sir! Cute kalipun!" Anggi gave the phone to the mother, his ears felt itchy after getting advice from the father.

"Hello, sir!" tukas Melva, waiting for the answer the husband who had been waiting for.

"Yes, mom! On Sunday I picked you up. Misses, huh?" seductive Desman, smiling to himself.

"Rind you, sir! Don't itch daddy in there! Play with fire later!" sigh Melva, lips thumping, strange groping.

"Halah ... is old like this, where there is more passion father!" kilah Desman, chuckling amusedly at the words of his wife.

"Yes, where do you know! No one is watching my dad there! Beware of you if you dare to cheat!" cerocos Melva, just a joke.

"Haha! There's-there's mama! Alas, be healthy there, you want to rest first," concluded Desman, turning off the phone because he felt he had finished talking.

***

"What is this mama, even angry at the father, if you want to cheat on him, must have been a long time ago!" anggi protest, do not like to hear the babble of the mother even if just joking.

"Joking Mama, it's your father!" tampik Melva, looking fixed ready while stroking the hair that decomposes in bed.

Melva then questions Anggi's life while on campus. He won't worry about his son when he gets home.

"So you can really follow the lecture? Someone really wants to be friends with you, right?" cetus Melva, while stroking the head of Anggi.

"Yes, mom! I can, like that time cannot. My old school life is not much different!" tangent Anggi, grinning horse.

"Thank God you don't have to worry!" melva added, feeling relieved after getting Anggi recognition.

"It's hard not to go to college there?" scabbed again.

"I don't know, mom! Still ospek, no learning yet! This week is over ospek, if you want to wait until I take a lecture class, I will tell you," said Anggi, squinting.

Suddenly, Melva immediately shook her head, it was enough for her two weeks of being in the people's area. They both live without knowing anyone else. The activities carried out were-that's it, making a puff and sniffle.