Pariwanya Si Boru Panggoaran
old man

In the room, Defan and Dira lay down on the bed, both of them still resting, not rushing straight to clean themselves.

"Ih ... long time we did not sleep in this room, it was still clean as well," said Dira, circulating a gaze staring around the room.

"Yes, always clean this room because someone cleaned it" said Defan.

Defan moved, he wanted to go to the bathroom immediately but his footsteps stopped because he wanted to invite his wife to come into the bathroom.

Dira just obeyed her husband's wishes, they cleaned themselves both in the bathroom, both of them did the ritual bath for 30 minutes, until back again into the room.

That night, Melva in the living room ended her spectacle. He turned off the television because it was almost 09.30 pm, especially Desman had even fallen asleep while accompanying him.

"Sir, wake!" tell Melva to shake her husband's body so that the man woke up from his deep sleep.

Desman rounded his eyeballs only once awakened, he immediately woke up, looked around the one there, it looked like the TV was dead unlike when he was accompanying his wife.

"Oh, sleep, Father!" rest the man, scratching his nape that does not itch.

Of course Melva will grumble because she saw him sound asleep on the grounds of falling asleep. "Father always kayak that if invited to accompany to watch soap operas must be sleeping continuously," protest Melva stared fiercely at her husband.

"Yes, who doesn't fall asleep seeing such a boring spectacle" Desman sighed, then he got up from the sofa he was sleeping on.

As with Melva, she also went and walked along with her husband to the main room. The two went into the room, then rested the body for a moment, no more meetings with the child and his daughter-in-law.

In fact, Melva also did not want to interfere with Defan and Dira's time while they were both in their residence.

"Sir, when is Dira pregnant, huh?" melva complains while looking closely at her husband.

"Don't push him, later he will feel bad if required to immediately give a grandson," Desman said indifferently.

"But Mama is already impatient to pet the grandchild," Melva replied, her maniknya look into the eyes of the eagle of her husband who looks very cute and feels sleepy.

"Sama, I was also impatient but had to be challenged, later even his son was not so-so if demanded continue," said Desman, then rubbed his face that was getting sleepy.

Before long, his mouth was wide open from yawning.

"Yes, but how can you continue to be patient. Whether Dira should get pregnant or have her take vitamins so she can get pregnant quickly," Melva continued, still adamant want to immediately have grandchildren.

"Ah, why? The person she was obviously able to get pregnant really, right yesterday's miscarriage," said Desman disagreed.

"Yes, it just feels like a long time after a miscarriage is not even filling," said Melva.

"Have it, don't think too much about it, just let them both think about it. We just enjoy the time, let them enjoy their marriage while still together!" beber Desman's.

"Yes, but my mom is impatient!" timpal Melv.

"Whether you think about it constantly, we better get some sleep!" Desman yawned widely, covering his open mouth with both hands.

"Judah, let's go to sleep!" Melva pulled out a blanket to cover both of her and her husband's legs.

Both seemed to rest and enter the world of dreamland.

****

Carol's thoughts were stirring everywhere, she even began to prejudge her boyfriend. While Jefri, from day to night he was still busy playing futsal. However, after 30 minutes ago, he ended the game but still continued to gather with his old friends.

Moreover, because they had not had the free time to gather together for a long time. Even Jefri can't remember that he already has a girlfriend, his phone just keeps dying, he never saw the phone behind in the bag.

At that time, Jefri was busy talking to his friends. They chatted about various things, suddenly there was a friend who reminded and asked that whether now his status is still single or already has a girlfriend?

Jefri instead answered the question, upon hearing the words of his friend, Jefri was aghast from his place. He immediately looked for the bag lying on the table, checking his phone.

At that very moment, Jefri remembers Carol for not contacting the woman at all. Since their last meeting this afternoon at the college.

"Udah has a girlfriend anyway" Jefri replied in a hurry, then turned on the phone.

But his face was seen with a look full of disappointment because there was not a single message notification from Carol.

In fact, Jefri hopes that Carol will send him a message but he threw the phone with disappointment, putting it again in the bag because he was annoyed.

"Why are you so sad?" chirp friend Jefri, while looking closely at the look on Jefri's face that looks disappointed.

"Once again, I'm upset, anyway" jephri slurted loudly.

The lovers were both hoping for each other, waiting for the message they would receive but no one would tell them.

Finally, Jefri resumed chatting with his friends to forget for a moment about his lover. Until the night, 'Jefri continued to gather with his friends. In fact, he intends to stay at the house of one of his friends because he is reluctant to go home.

"Eh, you said you had a boyfriend, by the way who's your girlfriend?" sosor was one of Jefri's friends.

"There is my junior who is one of my majors as well but that's how cute the guy is," said Jefri, bending his face.

"Well, cool dong if you already have a cute girlfriend that's secretly the attention of you!" sambar was another friend of Jefri's.

"It's bad, but it's not much good!" jefri explained straightforwardly.

"What's so good?" ask another friend of Jefri's.

"Where, huh? It's difficult to explain it, because sometimes we have complied with his request but it turns out not according to his wishes, anyway we are all wrong!" jefri lamented.

"Teach, her name is also female, sometimes want to be obeyed, sometimes also do not want to hear our opinion!" connect Jefri's friend.

****

Jenny had just gotten a message, her eyes squinting with a curious look. Because a message that comes from a person he had known some time ago.

"Where did this old man know my personal number?" sigh Jenny, while staring at the message that the contents want to invite her to know each other, even closer.

"I don't feel like I could leave my phone number in the photocopying deh," Jenny's mind, for a moment thinking about re-remembering and dissolving in her own mind.