HUSBAND PROBLEM

Wonho Poong?

"Have you got anything on Ola?"

"There's something weird about Ola, boss."

"Say."

"The woman went to the asylum this morning."

"Who's he visiting?"

"A woman. You know him, boss."

Shaka raised his eyebrows, "Who?"

"Karens. The former third boss."

Shaka looked at the reflection of his face in the mirror. He was in the bathroom talking to Delvin on his phone.

"Which "Karen? I don't remember."

Delvin over there exhaled heavily. The world of his boss is indeed only a Prismiranti Jeannie so that all his ex was easy for the man to forget as if there was no meaning whatsoever.

"I'll send you a picture later."

"Yes. Send it to me immediately. You keep monitoring Ola's movements and find out about Karen's woman. Why are my two exes connected to each other."

"Good, boss."

Shaka shut the phone. Put his phone in his pants pocket and open the door to get out of there.

Step towards the living room. Shaka can see Jean's back there watching television as she chews on a packet of Shaka's potato snack.

Wait a minute, something's weird.

There was the sound of someone who was like crying.

Shaka hurriedly approached the sofa. Sure enough, the girl was crying as hiccups while still eating her potato chips.

Various speculations are running through Shaka's mind. Is Jean crying because of her again?

"Jeannie, what's wrong?" ask Shaka slowly. He sat right next to Jean.

Jean pointed at her television screen, then spoke in a stammering voice. "Poong Wonho is dead."

Shaka blinked, "Poong what?"

"Poong Wonho, Shaka." exclaimed Jean pointing at the television screen. Shaka follows Jean's index finger to the television screen. The man finally understood that this girl was crying because of the Korean drama.

"Why with Poong?" Ask Shaka.

"He-he's dead. Even Na Bora only found out after twenty years later. HUAYA..."

Shaka gasped to hear Jean's growing cries. Although he does not understand the storyline of the film that is now being watched by Jean, Shaka tries to understand. This girl is in her period, and maybe the film is so heartbreaking that it makes her prey uncontrollable. So all he could do was stroke Jean's back patiently.

"So, stop crying."

"You don't understand, Shaka! They haven't even had a romantic scene yet, huaaa!!" Jean came back crying.

Shaka shook his head to see Jean now throwing her snot away with a tissue. There was a lot of tissue scattering on the floor and the sofa. He thought, is that as sad as the movie?

Jean cried again when she saw the scene where the old video of the man in the film was being watched by the woman. It seemed so heartbreaking that it made Jean's tears flow.

Shaka faithfully accompanies Jean while occasionally helping to clear the girl's nose and cheeks using a tissue and her hands. "Shm.. Already, don't be too hard. Your chest will hurt." she said.

"Cabin." Shaka stretches one hand behind Jean's back, which is greeted by the girl.

Either because of the hormones and the mood of the girl who was in a mess, she obediently drowned her face in the chest of Shaka field with still a hiccup. The man remained silent with his hands actively stroking his back and Jean's head trying to calm the girl down.

"Wanna drink first?" tawar Shaka, but did not get an answer from the girl.

"Jeannie?"

Silent.

Shaka looked down at the two eyes Jean closed with wet eyelids. Perhaps because she was too tired to cry or too comfortable to lean on Shaka's chest, Jean easily fell asleep.

Before taking Jean to the girl's room, Shaka dries her wet eyelids and eyelashes using a tissue.

Looking at Jean with a reddish face, with a flushed nose like a tomato and also moist cheeks looks very adorable and beautiful in Shaka's eyes. According to him, Jean with a plain look like this or even with makeup that is sometimes used by the girl, Jean is still very beautiful.

To the many times that will not be counted by him, for, shaka's heart pounded to see Jean's face was now this close and being in his arms was still something that he could not have imagined would happen so soon. In the past, Shaka could only stare at Jean from afar, and now even the girl was in her arms and leaning against her chest.

Shaka thought there would be a long journey to pursue his love, but in just a short time Jean was already this close in her reach. With the help of her beloved mother, Haisa. That's how much Shaka loves his mother.

Shaka kisses Jean's head affectionately and holds her and takes the girl to her room.

***

At two o'clock in the afternoon Jean woke up from her sleep with a dizzy head and heavy eyelids due to a lot of crying. Don't forget he was crying last night because his pottery broke, plus the movie he was watching last afternoon. How heavy his eyes are right now.

Jean went down the bed and out of the room to the kitchen. His sense of smell instantly caught an extraordinarily delicious fragrance. Apparently Shaka was there eating a bowl of large boiled noodles. Jean believes Shaka didn't just eat a pack of noodles seeing how big the bowl was.

"You hungry? Come and eat with me. I cooked three packs of noodles at a time." Shaka said when he saw Jean standing not far from him.

Jean approached, took a small bowl and sat down next to Shaka.

The man shifts his noodle bowl, sharing it with Jean. Seeing Jean's eyelids still swollen and swollen, her hands reflexively touched one of the girl's eyelids. "Is it feeling bad?"

Jean nodded while sipping her noodles. "Don't cry anymore. You've been crying a lot."

Again Jean just nodded. The hunger in his stomach was already thrashing, so he preferred to focus on filling his rumbling stomach first.

"What do you add to the noodles?" jean asked because she felt Shaka's noodles were different.

"I added a squeeze of lime, and a tomato. What's less delicious?"

Jean shook her head, "No. It's very tasty. I want more."

Jean, who likes the sour taste of lime, immediately fell in love with Shaka's noodles. It seems that in the future he will make noodles like Shaka made.

Shaka shifted his bowl in front of Jean. "For you. I've eaten a lot of it."

Like getting more food rations, Jean smiled happily. "Thank you" he said, then ate with gourmand.

"Slow down, it will choke" Shaka warned.

Suddenly Jean rubbed her eyelids. "Ah, my eyes are heavy."

"It's okay, you're pretty."

Jean looked at Shaka fiercely, "So you mean yesterday I wasn't pretty?"

Okay, looks like Shaka said it wrong again.