My Husband's a Wasted Child

Disillusioned

Not long after, Afna began to move her fingers. Little by little, Afna opened the two slowly.

"Ma .. Where is Afna's husband? afna's husband is fine, isn't he?" Said Afna while grabbing her mother's hand.

"Your husband ..." he said stalled, it was hard to be frank. Between lying and telling the truth to his daughter who must be guarded feelings.

Kazza who briefly saw his beloved sister lying on his bed, the feeling of Kazza as if sliced painfully. His breath was full of regret, and full of regret. Kazza himself was at a loss to answer a question from his beloved sister, only looking down and speechless.

"Why is everyone silent, is it true that Brother Kazza said?"

"Why are you quiet, Kazza. Answer your sister's question, didn't you just brag about your chest. Isn't this all you want? say." Said the father who wanted his son to take responsibility for his own mistakes.

"Yes, Afna. I did it, I imprisoned your husband. Even I don't want to donate my blood for her, because of my hatred for your husband who was never honest with us." Kazza replied, still in his position, looking down without raising his head.

"Why is your pain shrinking, why don't you brag as you do to papa." Said the father who was still in front of his son. Only, Kazza's position was sitting on the sofa. The father stood in front of his son.

Without a second thought, Kazza immediately got up from his seat. Slowly, Kazza approached Afna, who was lying on the bed with her mother.

While Afna herself now shows her hateful gaze towards her own twin brother. With her breathing heavy, Afna clutched her bedsheet with her right hand. His left hand is still in his mother's hands.

After being in front of Afna, Kazza immediately crouched down to apologize for all his mistakes towards his beloved sister.

Kazza tried to reach Afna's hand which was still in the hands of his mother. Quickly, Afna immediately brushed off the hand of her twin brother.

"Don't! touch me. Now, go! from before me. I'm sick of seeing you, I hate having a sister like you."

"Afna .. forgive brother, Afna. Forgive you, who hurt your heart. I truly regret what my sister did to you and your husband. Brother please, give brother a chance to apologize." His still voice with his position crouching was full of regret.

Afna was still silent and silent, her lips felt heavy to say even if it was just a word. Afna really never expected it, if the sister had the heart to separate her sister with her husband.

"Kazza, come to papa's office. Take your cell phone and laptop to your room. There's a lot of stuff we have to talk about four-eyes, no word resist." The father's orders were firm. Kazza himself could only recede, he no longer dared to boast about it.

While Afna was still accompanied by her mother, as much as possible to calm her daughter who was overwhelmed with grief.

After arriving at the study, Kazza and his father were sitting opposite each other. Kazza was still silent, he no longer dared to speak even a word.

"Kazza understands, Pa. As much as possible, Kazza will answer honestly." He answered, then went back to silence and no longer said a word if he did not get a question from his father.

"Tell me honestly, who made you do all this."

"The man said that he claimed to be the son of Uncle Alfan." Kazza replied with a bow.

"Look at papa, don't duck. Show me to papa, the one who's been brainwashing you." The orders of the father who had begun to be curious.

"In the meantime Pa, Kazza's got proof." Kazza replied slightly trembling as he grabbed his phone and opened his own laptop. While the father was standing behind his son, hoping to no longer get a lie from his own son.

Many times Kazza sought a conversation with someone who claimed to be Lord Alfan's men, all incoming conversations and messages just disappeared.

"Damn!! why, all incoming messages and calls are gone." His grunts while breaking the table.

The father behind him was furious, who he should hate. Whether his son deleted it, or .. it is true that the owner of the message has deleted it. Mr. Tirta still doubted his own son, inevitably going to continue investigating his son. Fearful, if his son will be made a scapegoat and easy target of the man who has planned his mission to destroy the Danuarta family and the Wilyam family.

"Pa, Kazza's serious. Kazza no longer lies, trust Kazza. That the one who deleted the incoming messages and calls was not Kazza. Trust Kazza, Pa.." Kazza pleaded, and tried to be honest with his own father.

"Papa will trust you, but not completely. About Afna want or not to forgive you, papa ask you to be patient. Now that Afna was pregnant, even her mind had to be completely calm. If until his mind is disturbed, then the big risk is likely that the fetus conceived by your sister will be problematic. And, his hopes were very slim." Answer the father explained.

"Thank you, Pa. Forgive Kazza who has made a terrible mistake to the Afna household and the two great families of Danuarta and Wilyam. Kazza really regretted it, and Kazza will apologize to Zayen. Kazza will take responsibility for everything. If still allowed, Kazza would donate Kazza's blood to Zayen." His words were full of regret.

"This is a lesson for you, so you can be more careful to get information." His father reminded.

"Yes, Pa. starting this second, Kazza will be even more careful to trust someone. Kazza won't repeat the mistake a second time." Kazza tried to convince his father.

"Don't show your face in front of Afna first, let her soul accept this reality. Papa will contact your uncle, Alfan. Have you received a donor or not. If you want breakfast, you can go to the restaurant. Remember that! change your phone number or phone number as well. Connect the eavesdropper with papa's number, that's much better." Pinta the father forced his son.

"Good Pa, Kazza pamit." He answered, then the father hugged his son for a moment. Hopefully, it is no longer easy to become incitement from irresponsible people.

After being quite relieved, though a little still curious. Mr. Tirta tried not to have any prejudice against his own son.

'Hopefully, Kazza will no longer be the bait. If it were, I wouldn't know what would happen to my two children as well as my son-in-law and future grandchildren. May all problems be resolved soon, and there will be neither hatred nor prolonged grudges.