My Husband's a Wasted Child

Acknowledge honesty

The woman was still holding onto him, she kept hoping to get an answer from Seyn.

"That bracelet doesn't belong to my girlfriend or my wife, I found it while delivering a beautiful girl to the clinic that fell off the bike. Precisely around this park, unfortunately I have important business and just leave while carrying the bracelet." He explained, at once he was astonished to hear an explanation from Seyn.

"Hey! not so much, kali ... quickly give the bracelet to me. I'll give it back to the ones I have, I don't want to keep things that aren't mine." Said Seyn who was impatient to reach for his bracelet.

Without Seyn realizing it, the woman was wearing the exact same bracelet Seyn had found.

"Now, I'll give it back. I don't need this bracelet, you keep it." He answered while opening his palm while showing the bracelet he was taking from Seyn's file.

Seyn grabbed him, his eyes wide at the woman's wrists. Quickly, the woman pulled her hand back.

At once, Seyn was stunned when he saw that the wrist of the woman in front of him was really the same and there was no difference at all.

"The bracelet you're wearing is .." he said stopped.

"Yes, here's my bracelet. And, what you found was .." the answer came to a halt.

"Is this your bracelet?" seyn asked curiously. While the woman in front of him was still silent, between lying and telling the truth.

"I-yes, that's my bracelet that was lost. Look, it's no ruru N. Which means Neyla, that's my name." He was a little nervous and tried to be honest.

After Neyla answered him, both Seyn and Neyla were equally silent. The woman who had been making Seyn curious, was now in front of him. And that woman was none other than her own sister, Zayen.

Slowly, Seyn managed to breathe. He tried to be calm, although in the end there was a little awkward and embarrassed of course. How not to be ashamed? the bracelet that he had been guarding and stored, hoping that later he could meet well. But his reality was other than his expectations, who already knew him.

With unanimous determination, Seyn chose to return the bracelet to its owner.

"Here, I'm giving you back yours. Sorry, I was late to the clinic. At that time, the road was very jammed. Once at the clinic, you are no longer in the clinic. The doctor said you were picked up by your family. At that very moment, I returned home with your bracelet. When I got home, I kept it back. At that moment, I knew Afna. I thought Afna was the owner. Because the bracelet is exactly the same as you, that's where I'm going after Afna. But in reality, I had to hurt Afna because of a request from my late father. Ah, why am I confiding with you. Foolish as I am, take this bracelet. Now that I'm relieved, the owner of this bracelet is back at the one with." Seyn said at length, without realizing it was telling a story about his former lover.

Neyla grabbed the bracelet in Seyn's hand. And now, Seyn's feeling was much more relieved than before. He was no longer worried about the owner of the bracelet.

"Truely, this bracelet is exactly the same as Afna's. Since we are one family of Ferdi's grandfather, these are bracelets from the Danuarta family. So, we both have two bracelets. One for me and one for my son, and that's a woman. But, since I was afraid of both my parents, then I had to lie to him." The answer explains.

"Oh yeah, I said a lot of thanks to you. Because you have kept this bracelet well. Instead, how about I take you to lunch after we negotiate our pending cooperation over a bracelet?" he said again who forgot to thank him and invited him to lunch together.

"Well, I'll take an offer from you." Seyn replies trying not to upset Neyla.

"Seyn ... Hey, what's wrong with you? you daydreaming?" neyla asked as she waved her hand.

"No, I'm not daydreaming. You're beautiful, that's all." He answered without realizing it and continued to pay attention to Neyla at a close distance, Neyla just shook her head because she was surprised by Seyn's attitude.

"Sayen!!!" now Neyla called out to him a little high in her tone.

At that instant, Seyn was suddenly shocked to hear it.

"I'm sorry, I was daydreaming." Answer, then smile.

'I was wrong to ask, right? didn't I ask if you were daydreaming? why did he admit it now. Really, his annoying nature is starting to look a little.' Neyla was a little angry with Seyn.

"So treat me no, huh? I'm hungry." Seyn asked while linking her two eyebrows together.

"Yes dong, but I'm in a car with you, huh?" neyla answered expectantly.

"Hem, okay. At least I'm giving you a ride." Said Seyn, then immediately got up from his sitting position. Neyla followed him until she got in the car.

While Rifki was sitting next to the driver, Neyla and Seyn were sitting next to each other. Both are equally clumsy made, finally Seyn and Neyla the same look out through the car glass window.

As long as the journey was as quiet, no one would open their voices. Rifki himself was bored who had just closed his lips. Rifki also seemed to eat without salt, and of course like silenced just his mouth.

After taking a long time, it has now arrived at a luxurious restaurant. Which restaurant if not his own family, namely Merpati Jaya Restaurant. A restaurant that is very famous for its service and also its policies.

"We're here, let's go down." Neyla said to open her voice, Seyn only realized if she had arrived at a restaurant that she had been with her ex-lover. Who else if not Afna, the owner of the restaurant. After that, Seyn and Neyla and Rifki immediately removed their seat belts.

"Sir, you come inside too. We'll have lunch together, don't hesitate." Neyla asked the driver to come for lunch.

"No need, Miss. Let me wait for him outside with the other friends." The driver replied that he felt bad.

"It's okay, Mr. Roni. We're having lunch together, Rifki's also having lunch together." Said Seyn trying to persuade and also convince his driver.

Although often invited to eat together by his boss, Seyn, but Mr. Roni felt awkward and not happy to join lunch with colleagues from his boss a woman, he thought.