
Sringg...
Karmila opened the curtain that covered the window, the red-haired beauty also opened the window letting the sun in bringing a bright sheen of light into Karmila's room. The woman walked to her makeup mirror, taking her hair pigtails and plucking her hair up despite the mess at least not bothering. He immediately rushed to the bathroom and immersed himself in the bathtub.
15 Minutes later, Karmila was perfectly ready, a hotpant and a plain white t-shirt attached to the body of Karmila's makeup. The white thigh was exposed, Karmila smeared a little lipgloss on her tiny lips and sprinkled a powder on her white face.
"Honey, let's get up!" Karmila got closer to the bed, patting Jerry's cheeks softly asleep with his body wrapped in a blanket. The man did not bother to keep snoring smooth in a thick blanket that warms. Although the room was already brightly lit with glare, did not make Jerry disturbed in the slightest.
"Tom Jerry! Wake up I said!" Karmila began to get annoyed speaking a slightly raised tone. For some reason, lately the woman is very easily upset and always sensitive to whatever Jerry says. Just a little Jerry said wrong or said things that Karmila did not like, then Karmila would definitely scold him and not talk to him for more than a day.
Fortunately the man remained patient, but no one knew to what extent that patience would last and when it would explode if it continued to be harbored. Jerry was not unwilling to be angry or upset with his wife, but the man held all his emotions for the sake of the integrity of his household so that he would not hurt his wife with his speech or treatment.
"Yes dear." Jerry said, the man was still lying there collecting all the lives that were still scattered somewhere. After a few minutes Jerry took a bath and Karmila prepared Jerry's clothes, but the woman forgot not to put the clothes she had prepared on the lip of the bed. Karmila put it on a nightstand a little away from the bed.
"I want to cook breakfast first, you take a shower first."
"Yes dear."
After bathing, Jerry saw the lip of the bed and no clothes prepared by his wife, the man was just positive thinking maybe his wife forgot or missed earlier. Finally the man who was wearing a towel to cover the bottom of it took his own clothes in his closet, he chose a t-shirt juxtaposed with knee-length shorts.
"Done! Hmm so fragrant, she must be cooking my favorite fried rice!" Jerry excitedly approached Karmila who was at the dining table. It appeared that the beautiful woman was arranging a meal complete with an appetizer at the dinner table, looking so tempting that Jerry stared at all the food without blinking.
"What a shame, darling!"
"Well, Honey?" Karmila, who noticed something about her husband's appearance, frowned when she realized he was not wearing the clothes she had chosen. Not usually her husband like this, Jerry will always wear whatever Karmila chooses. And Karmila would choose clothes that fit her mood, although she was angry she would still prepare her husband's clothes. His heart suddenly felt pain, was it better? But he does not know why lately it is very easy to be provoked by emotions.
"You don't wear the clothes I chose? Wh why? What ugly? You are the same as me!" Hardiknya pad Jerry who just gawking do not know anything, after all he had not seen the clothes that his wife prepared.
"Loh, it's not like you didn't get my clothes ready, honey. I thought you forgot!"
"Darling? I swear by anything I don't know that you're ready. Open the door, Karmila! I said open the door!" But no, there is no truth from within. Jerry growled in annoyance, how could Karmila be so angry that it was just a trivial matter. His appetite was instantly gone, he took his car keys and went out somewhere as long as his mind could get cold.
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"Damn!" Jerry growls throwing his car keys at the restaurant table. Yes, the man went to the restaurant to cool his mind. He ordered a favorite strawberry juice, because Jerry does not like alcoholic beverages or fizzy, Jerry is very avoiding drinks with soda and alcohol content.
"Please sir." Said a waiter who gave Jerry the order.
"Hm!"
"Jerry?"
The deg!
It's a fucking day in Jerry's life. It seems like the problem is coming soon, Jerry can smell the presence of the problem that is now holding his shoulder.
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TBCS!
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