My Husband's a Wasted Child

Cooking soup for his beloved wife

Afna who saw her husband who was increasingly seductive, she immediately dismissed her dirty thoughts.

Afna and Zayen immediately entered the bathroom alternately to brush their teeth and wash their faces.

After the two of them came out of the bathroom in turn, Zayen again teased his wife. Without a second thought, Zayen landed his ciu*man to his wife's bib*ir.

Afna could not refuse it, it could not be denied that she herself wanted certainly*han from her beloved husband.

Slowly land, Zayen dropped the tu*buh his wife slowly.

"There's a candidate for our baby." Sindir Afna smoothly in the ear of her husband, Zayen nodded in understanding what his wife meant.

Both of them are now each other's longing for each other, until without realizing it has been long enough to perform the long ritual.

"Come on, I'm carrying and we're taking a bath together." Take Zayen, and then immediately he holds his wife.

After finishing cleaning up, the two put on their clothes. Again and again, Zayen teased his wife.

"Oh, I'm so hungry. Remember, do not use seasoning. I don't like it, I just want salt. It is also not too salty, use carrots and potatoes and slices of carrots should be thick as sliced potatoes. One more thing, the leaves of the bagang long slices of tomatoes are also large slices. Red onion and celery and also the last of the leaves." Pinta Afna, Zayen immediately recorded in his brain to challenge what his wife wanted.

"Ready, Princess .." she replied and smiled fluffily.

"But I went to the kitchen, wanting to accompany you. Who knows if I can steal the recipes you make, so that I don't always trouble you." Afna seduce.

"Hem ... Just tell me you can't get away from me, I'm the same." Answer Zayen who admits first.

"Yes, I don't know why I can't be away from you. Though it's still one house, but I feel a lot of doors are a hindrance." Saying Afna shameful.

"Of course, don't keep chatting. Later you will go hungry, pity our future baby." Zayen replied while stroking his wife's stomach repeatedly, Afna nodded and held her husband's hand.

After that, both Afna and Zayen came out of his room. Slowly, the two climbed the stairs.

"Cie .. cie .. who feels newlywed, just envious." Ledek Adelyn who arrived surprised the new Afna and Zayen until the last step.

"Ah, rest you. Hence the hunt is married, so don't be upset later you. I got a stock of guys that fit you, will you?" zayen answered a little bit.

"Cats, ogah. Is this the time of Siti Nurbaya? nay! I said." His words were made jutek, Zayen and Afna just smiled.

"Your father, Afna. Why don't you side with me, instead you follow a mocking smile like Brother Zayen. Is your husband good at teasing you? I think it is." Adelyn said again.

"It's better if you two are chatting, let your handsome brother go to the kitchen. I will serve breakfast with beef soup. You want? if you don't, I'll cook it for your sister-in-law." Said Zayen chiming while teasing the tongue, Adelyn was imagined in the shadows with beef soup.

"Alright, I'll take brother-in-law to the back garden. Coincidentally the flowers are blooming, it seems like the smell of the flowers can make clear in the mind." Adelyn replied as long as she thought about the flowers in the back garden, hoping that her sister-in-law would be more curious.

"But ... later you will be alone in the kitchen, how? I'm afraid you'll be sapped." Afna.

"Let Mama help your husband cook, you and Adelyn better get around in the back garden. You can breathe fresh air and it is also very good for pregnant women, so do not be in the room continuously. It's still morning, the air's still very good." His words chimed in.

"Mama doesn't feel bothered, honey. Instead Mama is very happy to do it, because soon Mama and Papa will soon have grandchildren." Said her mother-in-law and smiled, Afna also returned with a sweet smile.

"What Mama said was true, now we move to the back garden. Let sister Zayen and Mama do the cooking, once kitchen waiter's time off." Adelyn said along chimed in, the others just smiled at her.

"Then, Mama and Mama's handsome son will go to the kitchen to cook. You two over to the back garden, don't protest." He said, then Afna and Adelyn answered him in unison and immediately went to the back garden.

While Zayen and his mother are now in the kitchen, Zayen deftly do it like a very reliable chef. The mother was full of astonishment to see her son who looked so proficient in the world of cooking.

"Do you do this job often? Mama saw you were so deft when you did that." Ask the mother while opening the bread she will bake.

"Zayen's been trained from childhood, all the work Zayen's done."

DEG!!! the mother was shocked to hear it.

"What's? are you used to doing it yourself? mean you? did you never get the slightest attention and affection from your foster parents?" the mother asked as she held her son's arm and shook his son's body firmly.

Zayen just smiled at his mother's attitude which suddenly looks upset.

"Not as Mama thought, from childhood Zayen already knew if Zayen was not the son of papa Arganta. Therefore, Zayen continued to learn to be independent. Hoping when he grew up, Zayen no longer troubled others. Zayen can stand up straight with patience, that's all Ma." Zayen answered trying to reason, he did not want his childhood less affection will be known by his parents.

Anyway, Zayen's foster parents raised him. Although full of insults, insults, even compulsion to do wrong actions.

"You're not lying, are you?" ask the mother who still holds her curiosity.

"Even if Zayen lied, it's all over. Though not lying, Zayen's two foster parents are gone. The two had gone home first, only Seyn's brother remained." Zayen explained it.

"I'm sorry that you're prejudiced against your foster parents, you believe in me." Said the mother feeling guilty.

"Well, what the hell are you two doing this morning, you want to smell onions? don'tdon't. My son is no longer worthy of onion, is tired of my son." Said Mr. Alfan startled and arrived near Zayen and his mother.

"Hem ..." said the wife while opening the sausage on the packaging.

"Well ... What's this scent?" ask Mr. Alfan while looking at a pot that has sauce and contents. At times Mr. Alfan stirred him, while also his tongue was tempted by the smell of soup made by his son.

"It's really appetizing apparently, do not forget to immediately serve. Papa's hungry, last night's less." Said the father to his son.

"Yes Pa, it's just about to mature. Now it's better to sit in the dining room, let Zayen serve it." Zayen replied, then turned off the stove.

"Don't let Papa do it. You just help your mom, it looks like she needs help." Said the father.

"Hem .. The reason is Papa you, but Papa you keep cooking." Said the mother chimed in.

"It's okay, Ma. Let Zayen do it, Papa and Mama wait for him in the dining room." Zayen answered while lifting a pot containing beef soup, but at that time also held by the father.

"Let Papa help you, you help your mother to burn the sausage." Said the father while holding his son, Zayen was only able to recede.