I'M Sorry My Hubby
Bad News

Being in a club' night became a habit of beautiful women who are still loyal to the wine in his hands.

Getting used to being mean and wasting money is mandatory for him. Losing confidence in the person he considered as his mother's replacement who was busy taking care of his sister became the toughest thing.

The reality of a woman he thought was an Angel turned out to be just a Devil in disguise.

With two very young men. Paying a handsome man to serve and accompany her is Arini's custom.

Not just beautiful women who are accustomed to living in this metropolitan environment never want to be tied to a romantic relationship. Because he saw his parents who were never like family in general. Money and the activities they spend every day. Likewise with Arini only money that he can as evidence of the attention of his parents.

Remembering before the demonic woman came to his parents' life. His family looked harmonious when his father was still pioneering efforts.

Bankruptcy doesn't make her father any better. It's even getting crazy.

There was a loud cell phone ringing from his bag. But because of the fun of enjoying the music on the floor full of glittering lights that dizzied head and loud music sound made him unaware of some incoming calls. Moreover, leaving his bag lying on the VIP room table. He was enjoying a night full of music that hurt his hearing.

Moving his body with a chaotic state of shouting and cursing to the fullest without anyone hearing because it was covered in a very loud music sound.

Realizing that he can no longer control himself. Go back to a table and immerse his face there with both hands resting on it. Laughter and crying still controlled him like crazy. Still fumbling just two bottles of wine won't get him drunk. But he behaves like a drunk.

Arini was still conscious but she vented all her disappointment and annoyance by continuing to shout like crazy. Closing his eyes felt the cold air from the air conditioner piercing his skin.

Taking his bag intends to sip a cigarette. He accidentally grabbed his bag by holding his phone. With a smile and a laugh he opened the lock pattern of the square object. His eyes were perfectly rounded as he saw the many calls from one of his best friends.

Ask one of the men who accompanied her to get some water.

Keep trying to contact her best friend. Feeling surprised because Dini does not usually contact him if there is nothing important. Especially this dozens of times. It is frustrating because there is no answer.

A man came with a glass of water in his hand and Arini quickly grabbed and wet his throat which felt very dry.

Re-contact but still no answer. Just about to make a call back all of a sudden his phone rings. Immediately lift and paste the square object right on his earlobe.

"Cats, Arini!" say someone across there.

"Well, what's up?" tanyakanya.

"You read the message? Please translate I don't understand the language too high!" his great-grandson.

"Where's it coming down, you idiot?" Waita minute.

Arini waited long enough.

"Hey Lo, that's a long time! What are?" Arini asked.

"Here I got out of bed and rereading still don't understand?" his great-grandson.

"Good, Shinta! Waiting for a long time turned out just to hear your stupid actions?!" Arini screams in anger with her outrageous friend.

"Don't yell, I'm not deaf, just tulalit!"

"Hey, stupid! What message?" Arini asked with restraining her friend's annoyance.

"He sent me a message through LINE!"

"Gue forgot not to turn on the phone data!"

"Basic, fool! You know here I use regular pulses so it's very expensive!"

"Jeez, why do you bother about the cost of the credit!" Arini looked furious.

"You've activated the data and you've translated the language of that literary boy that drives me crazy!" hatchlings.

Tut

Tut

Connection interrupted.

"Crazy basic! In important matters he's still counting the pulses!"

TB