Pariwanya Si Boru Panggoaran
the picture is ugly

Defan frowned, inexhaustible with his wife's wits so long.

"Where are you going?" Defan highlighted the little girl who walked towards the bathroom, leaving her alone.

"You're wearing clothes! The time we both wear clothes here," replied Dira flat, continued walking gontai towards the bathroom, while holding the clothes in his hand.

"Don't take long! Look at it already at 9 am, the promise is we are now leaving!" Defan warned, rushing he put on his casual suit.

It did not take long, after Dira entered the bathroom, Defan already looks neat. The casual clothes he wore to take a walk on their last day while in Bali.

The next day Defan and Dira will return to Medan. So today was the day he enjoyed being with the girl, before returning home, being preoccupied with his work.

Defan rested his hair back, applying a little pomade so that the hair was a little more tidy without the need for a comb.

After 10 minutes, Dira did not come out. Defan sat himself in bed, he grabbed his phone on the nightstand.

Unlike usual, Defan skated on his social media. One photo that imprinted his memory, a photo of his wife was hysterically riding a paragliding.

He went to the gallery on his phone, choosing a photo of Dira crying and screaming. The picture of Dira was sad-faced, closing her eyes tightly, no smile flashed across her face.

Defan made a thin arch at the corner of his lips while looking at a picture of his wife. In the photo, only Dira's face appears, while behind him is captured only part of Defan's body.

But it caught his attention, he pressed the photo, then uploaded it to his social media. With the caption "My little girl". It turns out that Dira has its own space in Defan's heart.

Now Dira's face is plastered on social media owned by her husband, although he himself does not know how ugly his face in the photo.

Chequelek

Dira's out of the bathroom. Well-favoured. A word that came to that man. The woman was so beautiful in her eyes. Although his face was only polished thin makeup so natural, his lips used a glossy soft pink liptint, his hair was smeared after being dried using a hairdyer, exposing his tie neck.

The clothes worn are very simple but show a fashionable side. The clothes bought by his mother Defan, the clothes are worth the body of Dira who has a slim body legged level.

"Heeem." Defan muttered researching the appearance of his wife. From top to bottom, nothing is left unturned. Everything looks beautiful.

"Old time! Look it's been 20 minutes," snorted Defan acting annoyed. He loves the look of his wife today.

"Yes! Her name is also a woman." Dira just took the phone over the nightstand, pocketed it in his pocket.

"Come," said Dira preparing to leave.

"Is that doang? Don't bring a bag?" Defan's looking for his wife's worn-out carry bag. But there was nothing around him, the bag that was already in the trash can, he had not realized its existence there.

"No." Dira walked gontai pull the handle of their room door, in front of the door she was still waiting for her husband to move.

"Ang fast! She said it was too late," Dira's murmur confused at her conscious husband who was not moving, instead choosing silence.

Defan's view is still looking for his wife's bag that he usually carries. Looking everywhere was not found either. Just as he was standing, his gaze stopped on the trash can beside the hotel dresser.

So surprised he was, the bag was already lying in there.

He listened to me too! Now the bag has been thrown away.

Defan dissolves in his mind, while Dira waits until her husband approaches.

"White quickly! Kasian loh the father is waiting for us to continue. I was given at 9am, it was too late" she advised her husband.

"Dad," said Defan, walking toward his wife.

Along the corridor of the hotel, Defan's mind was still fixed on the bag belonging to his wife. He had to buy a new bag instead. However, Defan did not dare to offend the bag, even though the two of them were together, going hand in hand.

"Where are we today, bang?" exclaim Dira with his spirit.

"I don't know, just ask the father" he said briefly.

Arriving at the hotel lobby, their driver greeted the two of them. He immediately got up from his seat, rushing towards the turnpike courtyard.

Because the driver was used to always ask to wait in front of the hotel yard, Defan and Dira immediately came out. They stood waiting for the driver to come and bring the car.

Both of them were sitting quietly in the car. This time, Defan did not raise his question to the driver. It was precisely Dira who questioned the location of their destination.

"Where is it today?" Dira seemed enthusiastic on their last day of vacation.

"How long have we been up, sir?" sambar Defan is curious.

"Can be up to 1.5 hours even up to two hours sir. Just rest first" the driver explained.

Dira starts to busy himself with his phone, as well as Defan. Defan focused on discussing his trial materials.

While Dira began skating on his social media. He has just been monitoring his content on Instagram. Then turning to the eskplore, he suddenly saw his face on the exploratory part.

A gloomy face was glimpsed before he clicked it further. Out of curiosity he tried to press the photo. Sure enough the prediction, if the photo was posted by her husband.

Whats? My little girl? He knows me in his world? But why should this photo be so bad??

Dumelan Dira can only be revealed in his heart. Though the person who posted it was next to him, but he did not dare to protest asking for the photo to be deleted. Can be embarrassed half-dead Dira, if Defan knows, he has been monitored by Dira even though only through social media.

Dira switched to his watsapp app after snapping Defan's post screen. He entered into a group chat with his friends.

^^^Dira^^

^^^Woi! I don't know anymore, it's bad news or good news! Just got a picture of me in the explore section, uh I don't know my husband uploaded. I don't know if you want to be happy or sad, the problem is the picture is ugly! ^^^

He also posted a picture of her in their chat group. Suddenly, the photo made a furore in the group.

Shinta

How ugly was your face there? Are there no other photos?

Carol

Then he has not hidden his status anymore, see the caption, really jolly no??

Jennies

I'm sure you're Sinaga Dir's mistress, the proof is that brother has posted your picture. But do you follow each other?

^^^Dira^^

^^^ I did not follow him, only his post appeared in my exploration section. Yes, so I said earlier between bad news or good news nih 🥲^^^

Jennies

Try to follow him first. Husband and wife do not follow each other

Shinta

Don't follow Dir, be it. He should have been a follow-up husband first

Carol

If the name of the husband and wife is tied, no longer need who first started eaaakk

^^^Dira^^

^^^No ah, I'm lazy to follow him. Ntar flew again his man was excited. I'm ashamed, in part, that ugly photo he posted. Though my face is beautiful kali😌^^^

Carol

Pede time you're Dir, but you're more beautiful than your husband's friend hahaha

Shinta

Wooi don't have to fuss, Dir you finish your vacation first. We are still learning this, please do not make ngiri

^^^Dira^^

^^^Yaudah ya weee, my journey is still long. I'm saying good, met learn keeeen!! The spirit!!^^^

Watsap the chat ended, Dira stared fixed her husband who was focusing on the discussion of the material on his phone.