My Husband's a Wasted Child

Something is suspicious

The mother was still with her daydreams, when she saw the harmony of her son's relationship with his daughter-in-law.

"We are no longer young, now our children will be our successors." Said Mr. Alfan while looking at his son who was going down the stairs while holding his daughter-in-law's hand.

"Dear, what are you saying is true. Now we are no longer young, our child has grown up. In fact, we'll soon have a grandchild. Look, they're both really very compatible. One is beautiful, and the other is handsome." Answer his wife and smile happily.

"Mama, Papa, are you ready?" tanya Zayen surprised both her parents.

"Eh .. You guys are down apparently, Mama and Papa are ready. No one is left behind, right? try to remember back. Who knows if anyone has forgotten, and there's something left for you to bring." Answer the mother reminded.

"No one, Ma. We're both ready to go."

"Well, if it's really ready. Then we go straight away, afraid of the coming back to the afternoon. Because tonight we'll be together at the Wilyam house." Said the mother, Zayen nodded.

After feeling that nothing was left behind, both Zayen's parents and Zayen and his wife immediately went to visit Zayen's foster home.

On the way, Zayen continued to daydream while holding his wife's hand. He recalled the memories of his foster home, he recalled being treated so badly by his foster mother.

"Darling, don't daydream much." Afna surprised her husband, Zayen immediately turned to the side and smiled.

"Relax, I'm fine even if I daydream a lot." Answer's relaxed.

"Hem .. Yes, I believe." Saying Afna and leaning on her husband's shoulder.

After a long distance, Afna and Zayen and both parents have arrived in front of the house that Zayen once lived with his foster parents and older brother. Not long after, he immediately removed his seat belt and immediately got out of the car.

Both Zayen and Afna and their parents are now gazing at a pretty fancy building, and now have become memories of Zayen's life journey from infancy to growing up.

"Son, here's the key." Said the father, handing over the keys to his house.

"Thank you, Pa. Then let's go in." Zayen answered, then took his wife to come inside.

With raging feelings, Zayen tried to calm down when he was about to enter the house that he thought was full of mystery in his life.

Chequek. Zayen opened the door and immediately went inside in a position still holding his wife, his parents followed behind.

In the guest room to be exact, Zayen dyed in every corner of the room. Occasionally observing him, afraid that something important might be missed. During his stay at home foster parents, Zayen was not so concerned with the condition of the house owned by his foster parents.

"Zayen, which room we're going to check. Is there a special room? say." Ask the father who is increasingly curious about the contents of the house owned by his son's foster parents.

"There is no special room for Papa, there is also only to store illegal goods that are used as merchandise." Zayen answered with what he knew.

"Yes son, Mama agrees with what your Papa said. It seems that in your foster father's room there are many answers about you." Said the mother chimed in.

"Alright then, Zayen will invite Mama and Papa to go into Papa's room." Zayen replied convincingly.

"Well, right .. I wasn't invited to enter." Afna's words are getting sensitive.

"Hem .. have you forgotten that your hands are still held tight. How could I possibly release you alone in this living room, that's right." Zayen answered trying to calm his beloved wife.

Afna smiled at him, she only realized that she was easily provoked by the atmosphere that made her sensitive. Both of Zayen's parents just smiled hearing him.

Chequek.

Zayen immediately went into his foster father's room, followed by his wife and both parents from behind.

While in the room of his foster parents, Zayen began to look for a place that was somewhat secret. Zayen's eyes were fixed on a cupboard that was quite large.

'This table is really very large, even from the carvings are so complicated. Is there anything in this closet that has been kept secret? getting curious.' His mind while staring at a closet in front of him.

While both parents are looking around the room owned by the parents of his son. A wide pile of books, Lord Alfan read them one by one. Afraid, if there is something slipping in the page of the book that is quite a lot lined up neatly on the bookshelf.

Afna himself could only sculpt himself, he was confused to have to start. Plus Afna doesn't understand how to check something very important. Because she herself did not really understand the problem that was in front of her father-in-law and her husband. Instead of making mistakes, Afna chose to be quiet and do nothing.

Because of his curiosity that was so passionate, Zayen immediately opened a closet that made him very curious about the contents inside.

After the closet can be opened, the chest does not look at all there is any sign of the closet. Even just a few clothes inside, the closet looks smooth without anyone making him suspicious.

But then and there. Zayen's thoughts recalled that when he was a child, Zayen accidentally entered the room of his foster father.

'Oh yes, I remember. Papa used to grumble, but I don't really care what Papa said. Papa once said that behind this closet there is a thin closet whose position is joined with the wall. I'm sure there must be something hidden inside.' Zayen's mind was trying to remember him.

Zayen also immediately put away the clothes in the closet, immediately his parents were shocked made.

"Zayen, what are you doing? why are your clothes removed? is there anything? say." Ask the father.

"Try Papa, Mama, and you, Afna. Look at this good closet, is there something that's stuck?" zayen asked back.

"Nothing is suspicious, the closet is very smooth." Answer the father with what he saw.

"Yes, Son. It's true with what your Papa said, that the closet looks smooth and nothing suspicious." Said the mother chimed in.