My Husband's a Wasted Child

Dinner near the lake.

Afna was still afraid when he was on the bike, while Zayen immediately rode it.

"Hold the support stick first, I want to ride the bike." His orders while handing his support stick to his wife. Zayen immediately boarded it, and asked for the support stick to be put in front.

"Handle, and don't be afraid. Just circle both your hands around my waist, so that your fear is gone."

"You're okay, if I wrap both my hands around your waist."

"Worthy for what my status is, am I just considered a motorcycle taxi driver." Zayen replied, then immediately pulled Afna's hands together to wrap them around her waist. After that Zayen just smiled.

"I'm sorry, I'm afraid that you have another woman. And I don't want to be the destroyer of your relationship, aren't we getting married by impromptu. So, I don't want to be someone else's snatch." He was a little afraid of being wrong.

"Already, don't talk much. Our goal is to have dinner, not talk about something that makes our dinner tasteless." The answer is then immediately turn on the motor and drive it forward

When Zayen launched his bike at moderate speed, Afna was terrified. Afna was very afraid if he fell from the bike, because his whole life was the first time riding a motorcycle. During the journey Afna could only close her eyes and lean her body on her husband. The more speed plus her speed, the more tightly Afna hugged her husband. He was still afraid to open his eyes.

Not long after, Zayen had arrived at a fairly simple food stall. Precisely on the edge of a small lake, a cool place and fresh air. While Afna still closed her eyes, Afna herself still thought that she was still on her way.

"Wake up, we've arrived. Look, do you like this place? if not, we can find a place you like."

Slowly, Afna tried to open her eyes. And sure enough, now he has reached a place that he never suspected. Both corners of Afna's lips smiled, when what she saw was very comfortable to look at.

"Do you like this place?" ask again.

"I like it so much, I haven't gone on a road in a long time."

"Come, get off." Afna nodded and was helped by Zayen to get down. Everyone around him was watching Zayen and Afna. Some were sneering and also amazed by Zayen's attitude, appearance looks thug but very attentive with his woman. There were also those who sneered at him various kinds of sneers, but did not make both of them hurt. However, it remains ordinary between Afna and Zayen.

"Don't mind the other people talking about us, stay focused on our purpose here. Dinner, you understand."

"Yes, I understand. Sorry yes, because I come with you also become a talking material."

"I'm used to it, but I'm comfortable. Because I never care about other people's words, it was in vain to serve others' words."

"Oh, let's go there. I've booked you a place for dinner." Invite him, without a second thought Zayen immediately look for the idea to not bother the wife to walk with a tool in the form of a support stick.

"Let me be fat, don't protest."

"But what people will say. Just now we've had a sneer, then why are you adding to someone else's sneer."

"I told you, don't listen to anyone else's talk. Let the support stick be on the bike."

"But I'm afraid to embarrass you, I won't." The whine kept rejecting him.

While Zayen did not take a headache, he remained in his stance. Zayen immediately carried his wife without caring for the rebellious wife.

Afna continued to try to release the sling from her husband, but Zayen's energy was much stronger than his own.

Feeling defeated by the power of the husband, Afna finally gave up and according to what the husband did.

"Son Zayen, who is this woman. Is it your wife? or. your brother." Ask the owner of the food seller with curiosity.

"Well, you already have a wife, apparently you, son Zayen. Congratulations, may your household always be bestowed happiness. And soon given momongan, mom was happy." He congratulated Zayen and Afna.

"Thank you, Mom." Answer the two in unison.

"Oh yeah, what's your name, beautiful lady?" ask him while preparing Zayen's order. Before Zayen left, he had contacted Ibu Mar to prepare a special place.

"My name is Afnaya, ma'am." Answer Afna and smile.

"A very pretty name, like the guy." Mar's mother praised him, Afna smiled again.

"Thank you, Mom." She answered, then Mar's mother returned to her workplace. Guests are starting to order food.

After that, Afna tried to find a comfortable place to sit and relax while enjoying dinner with her husband.

"How about we just sit there, it seems more comfortable near the lake." Take Afna when both his eyes are fixed on a good place to see the Lake at night which is illuminated by bright lights, and some are quite dim.

"Well, if you want to move seats. Come on, I'm carrying, don't protest anymore."

Zayen immediately took his wife again and moved his seat.

Afna also widened her sweet smile, Afna really really liked it. Plus it is very close to the Lake, making Afna more comfortable to see the Lake at night.

Not long after, the order came. Afna widened her eyes when she saw the food menu that seemed very appetizing.

"Sheep, it seems very tempting." Afna said with a fluffy smile.

"You like her? I guess you don't like spicy food, but that's for me. All right, I'll order it again. What do you want to drink, warm tea or fruit juice." He then gave her a choice.

"I want to follow your taste."

"really? all right, wait here for a second. I'll order it again."

Afna just nodded and looked back at the lake that looked so beautiful.

Not long after, Zayen brought her his warm tea glass. Then Mar's mother brought a serving of beefy chicken with her rice.

"Please, Miss." said Mar's mother kindly.

"Thank you, Mom. Come with us for dinner together." Say Afna and ask her.

"Thank you, Miss. I ate before opening the stall. Then, excuse me, Miss." Excuse me and smile, Afna smiled.

While Zayen has enjoyed it, because it is too long if you have to listen to a woman's chat. Afna also immediately tasted the chicken gepreknya and it turned out to be very fitting in the Afna tongue. Without awkwardness or shame, Afna enjoyed it so much. Zayen who saw Afna so greedily enjoyed it was just a thin smile.

Deftly, Zayen had spent a serving of his chicken and also a glass of warm tea. Likewise with Afna, even though it feels very spicy and sweaty still satisfied to enjoy dinner. After she finished, Afna immediately drank her warm tea and immediately washed both hands.

"What about the hens, you like it?" ask Afna while wiping on her lips that feel uncomfortable.

"Yes, very good. Addicted to me, plus near the lake. I like both of them very much." The answer is a smile.