WE ARE TOGETHER BUT NOT THE SAME
Part. 48

The three of them should be home tomorrow because the schedule is also until tomorrow, but Kevin can't wait to go home soon, so book an impromptu ticket.

Kevin deliberately picked up Dira, until waiting more than 30 minutes in front of the flower shop.

It was past 5 but Dira did not come out of the store, making Kevin upset because of a long wait.

...Nadira....

"Lo's still a long time?".

"My fist in front of you from earlier".

"Lo long bales husband's message too".

"The money I give less to buy internet quota huh?".

"God Nadira long time ago lo".

"I'm going to dry for a long time".

Dira still has not returned a message from Kevin, inevitably the man got out of the car.

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Even in his car is already available mask and hat, Kevin out using his mask and hat.

Entering there directly opened the glass door violently, Dira and the three people who were there were very surprised.

Cih it turns out they are busy chatting and laughing, wanting to curse but realize they are not both, as powerful as Kevin to hold his anger.

"Go home", he said firmly.

Dira knows whose voice and knows the shape of her husband's body.

"I'm sorry I went home first mbak Salsa Dira came home first, Yumi mbak Lasri I went home first yes", Dira greeted the three.

Hand thrusting as usual, do not forget to kiss her husband's hand.

After leaving the store, Dira asked, "Have you gone home, when did you get home?".

"It doesn't matter when I go home".

"Ohhh yes sorry", I said again, the inner Dira patiently patient, O Allah.

Dira thinks there's no one next to Kevin's steering chair, apparently.

"Lo in the back, in front there is Shanum sleeping I don't have the heart to wake him up".

Deggs..... Oh, the thing is, I understand.

Initially already holding the front door of the car does not so, walk towards the back seat.

Without any words Dira said, without asking also sat quietly pensive, there was at the point of wanting to give up.

Either way, the old man will be the winner.

Either pura or what because after the road car shortly Shanum woke up.

Distinctive paddling like a person who really woke up, "Ehh Kev sorry I overslept so tired of swearing".

"Yes relaxed" said Kevin.

"Ahh all my body aches".

"I said I also got off the chair earlier".

"Sleepy lazy hihihi".

I'm considered non-existent if 1 car with them is the second time.

(This picture illustrates my heart that it is unclear, not well, shaky).

Okay patient key for me to be able to strengthen myself, it seems that my patience is starting to thin, it feels not very strong.

After delivering Shanum, Kevin took the car to the apartment.

"Get's not going home to mommy first".

"You said I'm home".

"Aaaa yes".

Same silent again.

With great difficulty after getting off the car Dira offset Kevin's steps.

Afraid if Ricko arrives again, aaa why is still imagined Ricko pulled it tight anyway.

Entering the apartment Kevin suddenly told him to look at his cell phone.

"Look at your phone, not to be bought as well", he shouted.

"Why angry mas?", crowed at the sound of Kevin's voice that was quite booming in the occupancy that patch.

Dira pulls out her phone, sees a lot of messages from Kevin.

"I'm sorry I didn't hear the incoming message" Dira felt guilty..

Praxss.... The sound of the phone on the wall slammed firmly, the phone Nadira was holding Kevin took and slammed it.

"Use your phone for you".

"Why in the throw mas, the wrong thing is not that thing".

"Ohhh so you're the one I want to throw".

"It's bad that you're a mas man".

Dira quickly entered his room, already unable to stem the tears that had been held since.

Just for not replying to cell phone messages is a victim, Astagfirullohalazim.

Locking the door crying so much, Dira thought Kevin after coming home from there would be better for her.

The dream turns out to be wrong, not the better it gets the rougher.

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