My Husband's a Wasted Child

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Zayen tried to dare to ask something, even though he still hesitated to ask his own parents. Inevitably, Zayen did it anyway.

"Tell me, honey. What do you want to ask." Said the mother who was getting curious.

"I mean, that Zayen wanted to ask the past of Papa and Mama, because Zayen himself was curious about the story of Mama and Papa in his youth. Zayen just wanted to pry about Adevin's abduction, that's all." Zayen replied a little stiff, he realized that he had only lived with his parents for the first time. Even still feel awkward to joke or ask.

His parents are now staring at each other, at once also remembering his unique past like tommy and Jerry.

"You mean there's someone who's been holding a grudge against Papa?" ask the father to guess.

"Yes, Pa. Zayen felt like that, did Papa ever fight to get Mama? or ... others. Business competitors Papa for example, competitors in his own family for example. Or .. There are other things that make other people hurt." Zayen replied, his parents began to think and remember his past.

Time and again recalling his past, master Alfan himself was at a loss to digest at every turn.

"Papa used to be an accomplice to your uncle, Ganan. Papa has to be a researcher since Papa sat on the bench of High School, inevitably Papa's job. It was not actually an order from Lord Angga, but rather your uncle, Ganan. Ye know? Papa you are only the son of a private driver of the Wilyam family, Papa you can stand upright like this too thanks to the Wilyam family. Papa was treated very well by the Great Lord Wilyam and the Angga master who had become none other than the Papa family." Said the father explained, Zayen was still not able to digest or assume.

At once, Zayen was curious about the word of being a researcher.

"Papa being uncle Ganan's accomplice? about what is it, Pa?" zayen asked increasingly curious.

"Of course, about the revenge of the generations." Answer the father.

"Revenge? papa means that, what?" tanya Zayen continued to investigate.

'Gile I'm here, investigating an investigator. Ridiculous in my world, geez.' His mind while taking a slow breath, and slowly disposing of it.

"Yes, revenge from the foster children's family for the inheritance. And his vengeance is passed down to posterity." The father replied, Zayen himself was still dumb. He was still confused to digest it, like he could not believe what he was hearing.

'It's complicated, apparently, one past case is hereditary. How about the romance story of Zio and Papa's grandfather, oooh no. It's so dizzy that I think about it, even the dizziness of debt alone loses its dizziness with the problems I'm investigating. I will not give up on investigating this case, as soon as I have to reveal it. I have to get Gio to do an investigation, I can't possibly do it myself.' Zayen's inner self is increasingly confused, between probing romance and hereditary revenge.

"Why are you quiet, son? got dizzy?" asked the mother while watching her son who looked agitated.

"No, Ma. Zayen was just curious and tried to digest every word Papa said, that's all." Zayen replied, saying he did not want to look dizzy or anxious though.

"Oh, don't lie. You're confused to find out who's behind the kidnapping, right? be honest. Papa has investigated, not from the Burhan family who used to be foster children of the Wilyam family. Your uncle's life named Dika is already happy in America, there's not the slightest suspicion of him." Said the father explaining.

Both of Zayen's parents looked at each other, both of them laughed loosely when they saw his own son's expression that looked wrong.

"It's funny, a bright child wants to investigate his own parents." Ledek the mother, then laughed a little to see her son.

"You know what else, Ma. If it turns out that's the only way." He answered lethargicly while propping his head with one hand.

"Don't worry, Papa will investigate your grandfather, and you ..."

"Investigating Papa, fair to the fair." Zayen answered immediately snatching a sentence from his father, then he laughed a little followed by the mother who laughed satisfied to hear it. The father simply swallowed his hard-earned salivary.

"It turns out that not only grudges are hereditary, investigating also hereditary followings. Just looking for an idea like this, there's just nothing." Said Zayen who was still muddled with his thoughts.

"The reality must be like this, this is what life is like. Sometimes we are busy correcting others, without us realizing that ourselves are being corrected by others as well. You do not need to be ambitious to find the truth, someday the culprit will show his own nose. Now that you focus on your wife and your future child, that's the most important." Said the father trying to convince his son, hoping not to disturb his mind which is focusing on his future baby and also his wife.

"It is true, said Papa, Zayen will be relaxed but still find a way to always be ready for family safety." Zayen replied trying to look calm.

"Well, so much better. Oh yeah, tonight we're gonna have a family dinner. The event at the Wilyam family residence, as well as welcoming your arrival in the Wilyam family." The mother explained.

"Why use the show is welcomed all the time, Ma. Zayen doesn't like it, it seems excessive." Zayen replied a little uncomfortable to hear it.

"Because you're part of the Wilyam family. Even though we are from the foster family, the Wilyam family is still being fair. Never distinguish who is ready, remain the same treatment." The mother tried to convince her son.

"Just the same, Ma. Precisely Zayen felt uncomfortable if treated excessively."

"It's been, don't go on. Oh yes, he said today you want to go to Papa Arganta's house. Hows it? so, right?" said the father chimed in and asked his son.

"Yes Pa, Zayen was still curious about Papa Arganta's house. Like there's something left in it, hopefully there's a bright spot. That was all Zayen could hope for, nothing more." Zayen replied that suddenly turned sad when talking about his foster father.

The mother immediately got up from her sitting position, then approached her son.

"Don't dissolve in sadness, may your words be true. That in your foster home there's still nothing left to find the bright spot." Said the mother while patting her son's back to encourage his son.