
"How does this heart go?" ask Dirga who has slept on Nina's lap while watching her two children playing.
"Okay, what's wrong?" Nina was also busy stroking Dirga's head and occasionally massaging her temples.
"Yes pa pa pa, often dear the same way temen, let the atmosphere itself fresh" said Dirga while continuing to wipe the hand of Nina who was in her head and occasionally kissed her.
"meaning?" Dirga to raise his head hoping to reach the beautiful face of the wife.
"He's not connecting. Nina doesn't know what to do...