My Husband's a Wasted Child

Keep Simple

After quite a long chat, Zayen and his two parents immediately got up from his sitting position.

"Zayen, wait." Call the father when his son comes out.

Zayen immediately looked back and turned his body, then faced his father.

"Yes Pa, what's wrong?" ask Zayen.

"Adelyn's still home, isn't she?" ask the father back.

"Adely? just left, Pa." replied Zayen.

"Papa thought it was still at home, yeah already then. Your wife is invited to be ready, we will immediately go to the residence of your foster parents." Said the father.

"If your wife asks you where she is going, just answer honestly. Don't lie to your wife, pity being pregnant young." Said the mother u chimed in.

"Good Pa, Ma. Then Zayen wants to go into the room to get ready." Zayen replied, his parents nodded.

Now only two of Zayen's parents are still standing while breathing each other, trying to calm his bad thoughts.

"Honey, what should we do to find out about Zayen's abduction. I was so afraid that Afnaya and our future grandchildren would be easy targets. Really really scary, really." Said the wife full of anxiety, her husband immediately embraced her.

"Our son is an adult, certainly can protect his wife and also his future baby. I'm sure that, Zayen is the man in charge. In fact, he was investigating his own case when he was a baby." The answer is to convince the wife not to be so dilemma because thinking about a problem that is still difficult to solve.

" Yes, I know that. But ... who we deserve to suspect, I still can't guess." Her increasingly uninspired speech, then let go of her embrace and looked at the face of her husband who was no longer young.

"Maybe your parents' past. Or your past, it could be." The husband began to guess.

"My parents? I also never knew, all I knew was fighting over a beautiful woman with Angga's uncle. Angga's father and uncle both loved one woman, and Papa had to give up. Due to the fact, Angga's uncle and aunt Qinan already love each other.

While papa was busy with his education in America, when he returned home he was a legitimate husband and wife." Speak at length.

"After that, did your father marry the woman he loved? or ... because of the matchmaking." she asked continuously.

"Papa married a woman whom he had never loved before, he married in an emergency condition." He tries to remember the story of his mother.

"Now I'm more sure, there must be a grudge in your past Papa.Explain, what kind of emergency." He began to feel suspicious.

"At that time, Mama will marry someone of her grandfather's choice. Mama's husband candidates from the richest family in the region, while the mama herself actually refused the marriage. Mama only loved papa in silence from school time, but at that time papa only loved aunt Qinan. When the wedding will take place, suddenly there are several police members who are besieging the future husband of mama." The answer explains in detail and detail.

"Why are you just saying it now, why not from the past. As soon as I can figure out where he is, hopefully he can still be found." He said confidently with what he was thinking.

"You don't worry, I'm not accusing him. I'll just investigate it very carefully, everything will go smoothly." Answers reassured.

"Dear, I can only pray. Hopefully soon we will find out who did it, and our family will no longer be in anxiety and fear." Said the wife trying to be strong and strong.

"Patience, we are being tested. We can definitely get through it, the proof is that we can meet our son. So, you don't have to be so dizzy thinking about it." His answer to convince his wife, the wife nodded while looking at her husband.

After a long chat, Alfan and his wife returned to his room to prepare to leave to accompany his son back to his foster parents' house.

While Zayen and his wife are changing clothes, both seem symbiotic to get ready.

"Honey, where are we going? answer dong.." asked Afna curiously.

"We will go to the house of my father who once took care of me, namely Papa Arganta." Zayen answered while brushing his hair.

"Not it confiscated?" the question is getting curious.

"Everything I've ever owned, apparently bought back by Papa. Actually I don't want it, I've given up what I've had all this time. Because I realized, the results I've been getting are the result of my bad deeds." He answered while grabbing the jacket on the sofa chair.

"It's okay, what Papa did there's nothing wrong. Most of your parents can afford to buy it, thinking positively. Papa doing this must be why, try to remember back." Afna reminded her husband.

"I don't understand what you're saying at all, try to explain it to me." Ask Zayen who still does not understand.

"Didn't you have a sister?" afna answered while looking fixedly, hoping her husband could guess.

"Yes, I have a sister. Then, what's the connection? I still do not understand, dear .." asked Zayen who still could not digest the words of his wife.

"Did you have the heart to see your brother after coming out of prison have no place to stay? say." Afna replied, immediately Zayen realized it. At that moment, Zayen understood what his wife was saying.

"Have you been told Papa? say." Zayen asked with a serious look, Afna who found the question from her husband just smiled.

"Hem .. Then why do you pretend to ask about the house has been confiscated, good. Little by little you get knowledge from your Father-in-law, good." Zayen said back, then showed his thumb in front of his wife, Afna smiled widely and kissed the right cheek of her husband. Zayen was just a gregetan look at his wife's adorable behavior, as much as possible Zayen immediately dismissed his dirty thoughts.

"Ah, stop. Let's go downstairs, poor Papa and Mama are waiting for us." Take Zayen, Afna nodded and grabbed her small bag to carry.

While Zayen only looks as it is, only wearing a t-shirt and also a regular jacket. Zayen is still the old Zayen, he still shows his simple identity. Likewise with Afna, keep a simple look. However, she still looks graceful. Ever since Afna became Zayen's wife, she has preferred simplicity.

Slowly, the two went down the stairs. Both of his parents looked at the child and son-in-law who looked so harmonious with the same simple appearance.

The mother remembered her youth, when someone came to her mind.