Uncle I Love You
PILY 10: RIGID GUSKOV

The laughter of a couple who were caretakers of the parlour kept Nadia and Guskov swept away in familiarity until eleven p.m., and the two retired after Guskov donated five million dollars.

Guskov's on his way to take Nadia to the boarding house. Sometimes they look at each other and smile with appreciative highlight and sometimes drift in funny chat when the father of the house teases whether he has a girlfriend yet, and to ask the ex Nadia. Of course Nadia did not tell if her ex was the man she was with.

The car passed by the side road of the campus and parked under a fruitful mango tree. Guskov came out and opened the door, Nadia came out while looking for the key in the bag.

"Didn't you offer me coffee?" Guskov was leaning against a black Mercedes Benz sedan, while the highway was still crowded and the vehicles were running at night, which began to make shivering.

"Uncle had been drinking earlier, right, later the stomach acid can recur if-" Nadia pegged as Guskov advanced one step while grabbing something from Guskov's pants pocket.

"Yes, I'm going home, give me your phone."

"Why?" Nadia grabbed the phone from inside the bag and gave it to her. Then observe Guskov sitting on the tile of the court to install a cube pendulum with a flash lit each time exposed to light.

Mini pendulum is large under the tasbeh seeds, amounting to ten seeds, the length of the rope is about ten centimeters. "That's so pretty, Uncle." Nadia still admired the busy man and Nadia furrowed her eyebrows when Guskov opened the menu book on the phone "What are you doing" Nadia's face stiffened.

"I unblocked it. Don't block me again and reply to my chat. Tomorrow at noon I'll chat you."

Guskov smiled sweetly and returned it. "Thank you, Nadia. Dahm .... "

"Thank you again" said Nadia to look at the departure of the figure and look back at the pendulum unyu meaningfully. He went to the room with half a jump of excitement, he did not know his mood was very good.

On the bed, she lay on her back imagining the moment Guskov chose it for her and Nadia had already hugged the bobble-phone with a clearly sculpted smile on her face while asleep in dreamland. Even in his dreams the man kept coming to him.

*

In the morning, Guskov was about to leave for work and pulled over on the side of the road waiting for someone. Last night Milan did not come home again, and did not return the phone. His wife must have slept at his friend's house

Guskov got out of the car and walked over to the new guy down from Xenia silver's car. Guskov extended a million dollars to his employees. Employees who have received money, go straight to the corner of the alley behind the campus to buy all Nadia's merchandise. And the porridge will be taken to the office for his employees.

Since six months ago Guskov knew Nadia was selling porridge from his wife, secretly Guskov always bought it. Half an hour Nadia after opening the stall, then she will buy out. Yes, except Sunday, because the employees are off

Although the trade was exhausted, but it seems Nadia did not intend to increase the number of sales.

A special notification from his wife's distinguished number interrupted Guskov's daydreams that went straight back into the car.

Guskov smiled, squeezing the phone, his wife finally started to care? he hopes so. "What's the surprise, Milan?"

*

At four o'clock in the afternoon, Guskov had already rushed home and looked for Milan who rarely came home, and when he opened the door, the room was already filled with the scent of flowers and candles of the therapeutic scent that lit up. "Milan, where are you."

Guskov walked slowly and automatically stiffened his body on the rose petals scattered on the floor. Guskov took off his shoes in the hallway and found his wife dressed in mini-dress half-sitting and holding the wine very beautifully. "Darling???" Two corners of lips fully lifted.

"Take your surprise, Mas Guskov." Milan in a sensual tone, and sure her husband would be tempted, obviously her husband immediately stripped off his own clothes.

"After seven months. This gift is amazing, my wife." - rasping Guskov as he began to crawl on the edge of the bed in the midst of the turmoil.

"I'm not KB, mas." Milan endured the disgust when Guskov touched him, but Dicky's guilt filled his heart. He did not want to because of his feelings and then his life was destroyed, moreover a poor unstable man would not be able to bear the high cost of living that touched fifty million per month. Dicky wouldn't be able to give it.

Minutes passed, and Guskov, long disenfranchised, did not take five minutes to fall upon the innocent body of his wife, whose eyes were closed throughout the struggle. Is his wife not enjoying it? or is he less intelligent?

"Your body is beautiful, Milan." Guskov praises his wife and intends to envelop Milan but his wife subtly goes to the bathroom. Guskov stared blankly at the wife's innocent body, Milan's attitude was the same, it was all forced. Or is his wife trying to fix this bland marriage? it doesn't matter that everything's gonna be okay.

Milan with a pounding heart, hoping that her husband will not realize, after two days ago she had sex with Dicky.

When Milan came out of the bathroom, her husband lay on his back with a plain body, with half of Milan's heart covering her husband's body with a blanket. But her hands were pulled until she fell flat on her husband's back facing the sky as Guskov hugged his chest.

"Milan .. Can we fix this relationship?"

"Yes, mas. Are the movie tickets still?"

"What?" Guskov stammered, "wasn't it yesterday that you didn't want to?" Guskov felt Milan's hands piling up in Guskov's hands clutching two chunks of meat.

"I'm going to watch now, we're going to start all from scratch." Milan swallows saliva, must begin to learn to seduce her husband, if Guskov is complacent it will be easy for him to divert all assets.

"I bought it again, yeah." Guskov has promised to watch him tomorrow with Nadia.

"But I want it tomorrow." Milan only have tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow he'll meet Dicky to apologize. He pityes the fragile man, funny, unlike the stiffened Guskov. He needs a funny, energetic, good at making jokes like Dicky who's been coloring his life for seven months.