
Dicky was pondering what had happened to him lately. Everything that happened was like a dream for her. Meet with a woman he can not forget completely from his heart, until he decided to marry her without considering all the consequences.
"You really can't understand Vivi Ky's past!" said Frans who then passed to get coffee for his best friend.
Dicky rubbed his face rough, he could not completely forget the mass of Vivi who was married to her own friend, her friend in high school. He felt very disappointed, like being stabbed in the back when he knew that his friend had already taken Vivi's heart from him.
A few minutes Frans came to bring two cups of coffee for him and Dicky.
"Drink first, I know you haven't had time to coffee at home" Frans said putting his coffee on the desk.
Indeed Frans was the most understanding of all Dicky's conditions so far, because he was the one person who was always beside Dicky, both difficult and happy.
Dickypun drink coffee served Frans slowly.
"If you want to continue to survive with Vivi mending you follow my advice, unless you want to leave her for her happiness bro! Vivi also needs to be happy after she was hurt by her ex-husband, not even you hurt her mentally and physically!!" frans said at length.
Dicky just silently listened to the advice of Frans, because what Frans said is true, he was like at the end of the ravine in front of him there was a tiger who was ready to pounce on him, going back and forth without power.
"Saran I'm mending now you go home, apologize so much you tuh!" overwrite Frans.
"But he's wrong Frans, obviously he's wrong, uda dares to get drunk ko, and he's also uda ngehina me Frans, tell me who works!" saut Dicky's.
"Lahhh.emang you should work as a priest who is good, yes responsibility, wrong of the man, bro?" Frans ruffled his hair, he could not understand what his best friend was thinking.
"It's not like I'm not trying to find a job, you know for yourself how it is, it's hard to find a job now Frans, not as easy as you imagine!" saut Dicky's.
"Yes, you are also the one who makes it hard! Uda is loved who easily stay ask for cooperation bokap or your masculine brother, even want to be difficult to find your own work!" frans Ledek.
"Hadeuhh, it's difficult if the arab camel uda kayak gini, even frozen otaku this!" saut Dicky ruffled his hair rough.
"Yes, where are you going to come to my office? I have to work today, a lot of work!" saut Frans stepped out of his seat.
"Some, mager song, I'm mending maen ps aja here!" saut Dicky's.
Frans then prepares to go to his office, while Dicky remains at Frans' house to figure out what he should be doing.
*
It was already noon when Vivi had just woken up from her sleep, she felt the sharpness on her face as well as her wrists.
He did not care too much because he needed to clean himself with the messy situation this morning, did not have time to clean himself.
He looked at his face in the mirror, a bruised scar on his nose and cheekbones from Dicky's slap this morning, only this time Dicky left a trace of his anger against him. And Vivipun realized that she had indeed made her husband very angry with his behavior.
Vivi immediately cleansed herself, looking once her puffy eyes and dull, dull face, today he can't go anywhere because surely people will question what has happened to him until he gets a bruise on his face.
Vivi just sat on her living room couch after she cooked instant noodles because of her stomach which was starting to feel hungry. She mused that last night was her fault for yelling at her husband.
Vivipun decided not to go to work the night, she would just stay home, do her homework and cook for her husband.
In the afternoon before Dickypun returned home, found the door of the house that was not locked signifies his wife is still home.
Dicky went straight into the house and found his wife cooking in the kitchen, and he immediately hugged her from behind.
"I miss you!" dicky said to Vivi's ear.
"Mas, I'm cooking this again." said Vivi who was amused when Dicky's gust hit her ears.
"I'd better finish my cooking, then we'll eat!" saut Vivi turned her body around and asked Dicky to sit on his dining table chair.
They act as if nothing happened between them.
Better like this, do not discuss the quarrel last night.bathin Vivi.
"Mas mending you take a shower first gih, abis that we eat, rather than you are saturated with food I mateng" said Vivi smiled spoiled.
"Yes I take a shower." said Dicky.
A few minutes later Dicky finished his bath and the food was ready to be served by Vivi at her dinner table.
They eat together, already this week is a house feels empty, there is no communication between them, just in chatt whattupp alone, even that is just an unimportant thing.
"Where can you be as a public relations person?" Dicky asked, breaking the silence at their dinner table.
"So far I still have a lot to learn mas, fortunately there everything is good to guide me in many things." said Vivi lied.
"Good,." said Dicky flat.
After enjoying a meal, Vivi immediately cleaned her dining table, while Dicky switched to the sofa where they usually watch tv in the family room to enjoy his cigarettes while watching television shows.
Moments later Vivipun approached her relaxed husband and sat down next to him.
I better apologize to Dicky, so he won't be angry again.
"Mas, a. I'm sorry about last night, yes, I was wrong, came home drunk and I have dared to yell at you" said Vivi Lirih ventured to start her conversation with her husband.
Dicky held Vivi's face gently and kissed her forehead.
"I'm the one who's sorry because I made this bruise on your face!" saut Dicky rubbed Vivu's bruised face gently.
"Yes, I know you are khilaf because I was wrong" said Vivi while hugging her husband.
After the conversation, Vivi and Dicky enjoyed the night as usual, after watching tv and discussing the tv show together, they switched to bed and started their hot activities that they really missed.
That night accompanied by a rain shower outside that made the atmosphere more romantic, a couple who were in a yearning also spent the night with ****** and sweat that flooded their bodies.
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