Husband Setting

Jen Ammunition

Darren came home after eight o'clock in the evening, crumpled and looking tired. The man who did not like to look formal was saying greetings even though the house looks lonely, but he knew that Jen was at home.

"Sin ka—if do not answer greetings from husband ...." He was astonished to see a dining table full of a set of shabu-shabu tools and surrounded by three living things that were busy shaking chopsticks on the water that reflected thin smoke. Two of them looked over with smiles in exchange for greetings. Their mouths full of food murmured a greeting. While the woman, looking unconcerned and continued to shake the chopsticks in the sauce, then ate it after blowing it for a while.

Seeing this, Darren was relieved, at least Jen was still enjoying her meal. He looked very good and tasteful, because from yesterday he did not see his wife eating.

"Sit Sis ..," Aziel said as she pulled a chair for her sister-in-law. He quickly picked up his chopsticks and a small black bowl in front of the chair he had just pulled.

"It's been a while?" Darren was moved from the half-dreaming sight of his wife, then sat down on the chair that had been available.

"Udah ...," Agiel replied as she greeted her sister-in-law. "Why come home so late, brother?"

Darren was not surprised by his two sisters-in-law who were so considerate of him. Indeed they always behave like this, but there is something strange about all this.

Darren sat his body upright, he hooked the chopsticks between his fingers— knocked him over the bowl to reach a comfortable position to stamp the processed in front of him. "Men will have to work ...," he replied lightly, at a glance he glanced at Jen who was still loyal refused to look at him.

"When he read my chat? Why not too?" inner Darren as his hand stamped the slices of red flesh.

Agiel interrupts, "Ngga turns to other girls' costs, right?"

Darren wiggled his chopsticks over the soft bubbling broth. He snorted a laugh, "i'm not such a jerk .. Besides I'm not a motorcycle taxi man, why turn there?" His eyeballs moved to give his wife a look that looked unaffected.

Darren reached a conclusion, the woman used both loyal bodyguards to interrogate him. Yah—Darren smiled cynically, between smart, prestige, and fear of harm. Jen was pretty good at solving problems with her. But I don't know what Jen promised her two sisters. What always Darren surprised was that his two sisters were always willing to obey Jen's will.

"Nanu's gone because he likes big brother, more precisely he misunderstood the more attention that brother gave him, then brother married sister Jen, I think it's kind of a jerk, anyway," sahut Aziel with shoulders up and head sniffing. He did not stare at Darren, just busy eating and filling his bowl with vegetables and mushrooms.

Darren turned his head, swallowing the meat he had just put in his mouth, "yes, it's my fault." He refocused on what would fall prey to the chopsticks in his hand, next. "Because I don't give a firm limit. The man and woman are never pure in a friendship or 'sister' relationship'. Although my point is Ranu I consider it a sister because one day it will be my sister-in-law."

They were silent, only the clanking of chopsticks, the sound of hissing soup, the sound of small puffs on food that had just been lifted from the steambots and delicious gulps that interjected between their tongues.

From here Darren sees Jen continuing to try not to care, although he believes his ears are upright listening, his heart is busy matching, the suitability of speech and circumstances.

Darren took a breath and put down his chopsticks, he faced Agiel. "All right, I was wrong. I have made Nanu you sad and left ... Then what should I do? I've also been honest with Nanu, kok .. and she said she wanted to accept all of this. Perhaps the truth is Nanu is trying to calm down, make peace with the situation. Everyone has different ways of dealing with a wound, some are loud and brave to face, some choose to go and choose not to know at all. We can only pray and wish Nanu well, right?"

Darren took turns staring at these three creepy creatures in front of him. The faithful refused his gaze. Still tasteful to this actually delicious food. Darren's been stopped since. It felt bland, but he had not tried the vegetable that might have been recharged ten times into the gravy.

Braving himself to uphold the chopsticks again, Darren picked up the vegetables in front of him. And this is not bad, even better than the meat that tastes like sepah.

"I already have your sister as the only woman who will accompany me to old age" Darren said after spending a bowl full of vegetables and mushrooms. Then he pulled his body up, pinning a gaze full of seriousness and sharp impression.

"You shouldn't doubt me, not even you, Jen. I promised God I would never deny it."

Darren passed from the dining table after allowing them to continue eating.

"Yes, I did not hesitate .. but his wife is sensi and baper," muttered Agiel who was able to be heard by Jen who sighed many times.

"Can? So we're both the ones that look beego." Agiel lowered his shoulders. He was really sorry that he came here today. They just want to let go of the longing with their brother, share jokes and laughter, not even be a tool of peace like this.

"Thank you, yes, Dek .. It's your sister's bridge." Jen said sincerely. "Let's just let brother take care of himself."

The deck? The two twin brothers pitted each other in astonishment. All the members of their family gradually became normal, after his first brother who now became a frequent laugh, now the fierce who likes not to be as gentle as to know silk. Holy hooch! Will the sky collapse tomorrow?

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