Uncle I Love You
PILY: WHAT'S WRONG WITH ME, MILAN?

Nadia came out of the dressing room in a dress that was just below the knee. Vaya held and stroked his chin with a bitten lip, observing Nadia who had been rated 2 out of ten. Now rated 6, live dress up seems like 8 also entered.

"I don't fit in with this Vaya." Nadia clasped her legs together. "It's too open, Nadia's shy."

"The one doesn't suit you." Vaya found Nadia's face was white and now flushed like a tomato. "But it hit your body, you have to take it. Get it to the cashier I'll pay for it."

"Sister, if it doesn't fit why buy it? honey, it's not dipake."

"Hurry, Nadia!!"

"Yes!!" Nadia rushed over, then followed while carrying ten paperbags belonging to Kak Vaya, paper bag belonging to big brother Vaya there is a size of 50x80cm.

Nadia smiled comfortingly, only bringing her a sense of pride. Nadia puffed out a showy chest, inwardly wanting to laugh and be embarrassed. Maybe it's like shopping, hanging a paper bag on the left right, that alone can make young women look envious when passing by.

"Sister-" Nadia suffocates still shaking her head holding back the green dres, tugging with her tant. "None three million." Nadia whined faster, "I don't even scold her. That's three times my salary a month ago. Please don't Vaya, hikss."

"Sir, if not buy do not pull!!! that's merchandise." The cashier cynically glared at Nadia in horror at the thought that her salary would be cut.

Plaque!

Vaya clapped Nadia's hand and the dress was released directly in the cashier process. "Shame on me you are." Vaya stared dislikely at Nadia whose lips curved down and looked so lackluster.

Out of the department store, Nadia follows her aunt to a salon, still with a lackluster body. He could not escape his tantric insolence, when he was first cut in the salon.

"Sister Vaya don't cut" Nadia's voice choked while covering her head with her arms, "I've been lengthening it for a long time, sis." Nadia cries and begs half to death, fear running through her entire body, but two male salon guards hold Nadia's arm.

Vaya shook her head as her head was in the steam after being massaged with chocolate-flavored spa cream. "It's big too still cry rich kid kind of kindergarten, shy."

"Just relax your tea will be more beautiful." The 1 man said with a faint trembling tone.

"Yes, gini era should follow the trend. Let her boyfriend a lot, Tea!" The two men weakly gurgled at cutting Nadia's waist-length hair.

"Don'tkk." His hands could not escape the hands of the muscular man who was like an iron vise. Nadia's soul seemed to fall to the earth, so long wanted to remain long, now disappeared just like that. "Sir Vaya please..... " Nadia still can't accept half of the section has been cut to the shoulder.

Nadia had resigned in a conspiracy held up to his chest so hot, whether the tantenya despite paying for body mask treatment, in haiti he still moaned unwillingly.

Along the way Vaya glanced at the girl who kept pouting. "That better know."

Arrive at home at three in the afternoon. Nadia carried the groceries and glanced a little in all directions, afraid to cross paths with Guskov.

Nadia stared blankly at Aunt Vaya who was half-running because she wanted to pee, while Nadia because she was heavy could not run. Just want to touch the stairs, the sound of a familiar call came from behind and Nadia immediately quickly climbed the stairs did not dare to cross her uncle, shame like stripped, and, she was so embarrassed that her short hair must have been sure she was ugly and half dead.

"Nadii!!!" Guskov snorted at the appearance of the short hair that had already run almost touching the second floor. "Ah Useless legs!!" Guskov slapped his thighs in annoyance.

He moved his wheelchair to the room next to the family room TV.

Since he could not walk, he occupied the first floor. At the bedside he would contact Nadia, but seeing the chat Milan who still ticked one, made his chest pound. "Where are you, baby? the time of the morning is still ticking away."

Guskov called Sela immediately, but the call was not answered. Once again he called and there was the sound of a crowd.

"Haloo, Guskov?"

"Sela, sorry to bother you. Can I tell what Milan are doing?"

"Milan's not with me" Sela's voice disguised as music.

"you mean? is Milan at your house from yesterday?" Guskov breathed faster, impatiently.

"Ap-Pa? unclear. I can't hear you" Sela shouted.

"Yesterday at your house???"

"I didn't hear!! just chat! yep! bye!"

TUT!

Guskov's jaw immediately hardened, dipe.rasnya the phone with gamam. His mind suddenly calmed down. He called the office guard, and he said Milan didn't go to the office. "Where are you, baby!! why did you change once." Guskov tossed the phone into the mattress and leaned over, his eyes heating up. Her heart was somehow in pain, this was really strange. A month ago he was very happy when Milan changed, but since he was in the hospital, his wife has been getting colder again.

"Yes .... God, what else do I have to be like?? tell me to save this wedding, what should I do God??!!!"

Vaya who just entered jumped, he did not expect his arrival to find something like this. What happened to their marriage. The touch of the sister-in-law's hand piled up on the nape, but the man kept bowing. "Hey, we're going to the museum. Wanna come with it?" Vaya doesn't know what to say, she doesn't know how to treat a man's grief. Maybe that's why he hasn't had a partner to date.

Vaya found Guskov's hands shaking and put his hands away. The man did not answer, Vaya's two hearts followed the pain even though he did not know what was with them, but the aura of Guskiv made the heart like a hewed, bloodless pain. "I'll wait half an hour, I'll dress Nadia up. You know that kid's in the salon just for cutting, Hahaha." Vaya patted three times, silent for a moment when he did not find Guskov's response, he finally came out calmly and curious.

Guskov sat up straight, and turned his head, there was no more Vaya, his eyes fixed on the mirror showing red eyes and wet cheeks. "I'm useless. Husband is useless. Tell Milan, what am I supposed to do?? am I lacking attention? i'm rattled. You still want to keep the program, right? and we're gonna have a pretty kid like you, or handsome-like me? am I handsome? He'll be as smart and sweet as you. I never thought why we'd be at a point like this. You're my wife but like everyone else to me, you never answer my questions and choose to go straight to bed every time you go home at 2am. Have I done you wrong? I must have done you wrong, right, definitely."