My Husband's a Wasted Child

The mounting anger

Afna was still standing near her mother-in-law while observing the closet that was being appointed by her husband. But different from Afna, precisely Afna so very observant to pay attention to it.

"Wait, it's kind of a diversion. Try the palpation from different directions, there must be something a little rough." Afna said while looking seriously at the closet that was being opened very wide, both Zayen's parents were also curious about what his daughter-in-law had said.

"You sure? got the technique from where did you?" ask the husband a little doubt.

"Just try, I'll explain later." Answer the Afna seriously.

Zayen nodded and obeyed the words of his wife, though hesitated a little. Zayen tried to trust his wife's technique. Although he was a little hesitant, but what is the harm in trusting his wife.

Slowly, Zayen entered the closet. He looked at something that made him curious, and he wanted to find something that he thought was very meaningful.

With a very careful heart, Zayen touched her from various directions.

DEG!!! immediately, Zayen was shocked. He does not believe what he feels. Zayen nodded, immediately turning the hard object and turning it.

Clamps. Something had been opened by him, Zayen's two eyeballs were wide-eyed at him.

Both Zayen and Afna's parents immediately approached him, his curiosity even more passionate.

Zayen himself immediately opened it, his father behind him.

Many times Zayen reached out to him but he did not get it, the feeling of anxiety is now haunting him.

"Damn!!" yelled Zayen with annoyance.

"You mean?" ask the father who is getting curious.

"In nothing else, in it empty is no longer left." Said Zayen full of frustration, his body suddenly limp instantly. The father drowned hearing the words of his son. Not only that, the mother and Afna were surprised when Zayen did not find anything from the secret place of his foster father.

Drrttt .. drrrttt .. drttt .. at that moment, Zayen's phone was vibrating. Quickly, Zayen opened it.

Seeing the message that was entering Zayen's phone, immediately Zayen immediately opened the message.

You must be upset, right? you think I'm bo*doh. I'm sure that you're desperate to find my whereabouts. Unfortunately, you can't find me. Because you are very bo*doh, and du*ngu.

The message he received made Zayen's blood boil instantly, his jaw hardened, his eyes sharpened. Both of his hands were clenched very strongly, seeming to want to finish off his opponent.

Both parents immediately calm the mood of Zayen, although he did not know the content of the message received by his son.

"Calm your mind, don't get emotional. Tell Papa what message you received." Said the father trying to calm his son.

"Zayen's getting mad at him, Pa. Until when will we continue to get terror from the mysterious person, Zayen really wants to catch him immediately." Zayen replied while tightly grasping his phone.

"Did the message you received also go to Viko's phone?" ask the father.

Drrrttt .. drttt .. drrrttt .. his phone moved back, quickly opening the message that was coming into his phone.

Don't expect your wife and future children to be safe.

Again, Zayen was getting furious. His breath was hot, his hands were getting stronger to clench.

Quickly, his father immediately snatched the phone from his son's hands. Soon Mr. Alfan read the message that had just entered, his emotions also peaked.

"Bad!!! I'll make sure I catch him. At once, Mr. Alfan immediately gave his son's cell phone to his wife.

Zayen himself was still grouching with frustration. Afna soon approached her husband trying to calm him down, hoping not to get more rash by indulging his emotions.

"Zayen, let's go home. Papa really can't wait to catch who is the mastermind of all this, I'm sure we'll find it soon." Said the father while patting his son's back, as if giving strength to continue to be patient.

"Good, Pa. Zayen's going to see Viko soon, maybe there's some progress on that." Zayen replied, still shrouded in frustration, both Zayen's parents immediately came out of the room followed by the child and his daughter-in-law from behind.

The deg!!!

Afna was surprised. When he stepped on his feet, Afna suddenly felt like stepping on something on the floor. At once, Afna stopped her footsteps.

"Darling, why stop?" ask the husband in wonder.

"It looks like I'm stepping on something, let me see." Afna answered, then immediately saw him down. So also with Zayen who was curious and looked down at his wife's feet.

Afna immediately crouched down to pick up a small roll of paper under her feet. Then, she immediately gave it to her husband. Zayen accepted it, and immediately opened a small roll of paper.

Slowly, Zayen opened it. His curiosity began to haunt his mind.

To you, Zayen.

Forgive me for making you suffer, it is not your intention to torture you. Ye know? my wife is part of the family of someone who has kidnapped you, papa is always monitored wherever papa steps. Papa can't do anything for you, because there's Seyn who's gonna be a threat. Papa must let you go to be his victim*, forgive papa. Really, papa loves you very much. However, it is so weak that papa can not keep you protected. One thing, take care of your wife and your future child if your wife is already pregnant. The big threat is your child and your twin. The culprit is .... Or just ask your extended family. Forgive papa, who cannot give you a full name.

Such was the message on a small rolled-up sheet of paper bound by ribbons, Zayen rubbed his face rough and a little tight to catch his breath.

At that moment, his father was near him. Then immediately grabbed the sheet of paper in Zayen's hand.

Carefully, mister Alfan read it very carefully. Not even a single vocabulary was missed, very thorough.

Line by line, Mr. Alfan had read it to the last sentence.

The paper was immediately squeezed very strong, to become a fist of paper. The wife was also curious when she saw her husband who looked increasingly emotional, both eyes suddenly sharp as the eyes of a hawk who was ready to hunt his prey.

"OR, I'm not wrong anymore. That you are apparently the culprit, just look after this. I won't hesitate to catch you, just wait. I'll make sure you rot in jail soon, I'll never forgive you. I didn't think that you could be this cruel to my baby son." His grumbling speech was quite clear-sounding.