My Husband's a Wasted Child

Uneasily

After the two were ready, Zayen immediately turned on his motor engine. Then forward his motor at medium speed, Afna still closed both eyes because he was still afraid.

Again Zayen deliberately increased his speed, while Afna increasingly tightened his embrace to Zayen.

Focusing his gaze forward, Zayen smiled broadly without Afna knowing it. Zayen lowered his speed, and now the bike was running at a leisurely pace. Zayen let go of his left hand, and tried to surprise Afna who was still hugging her husband while wrapping her hands around Zayen's waist.

Although Zayen hesitated to touch his wife's hand, Zayen still ventured. How else, the fact is that there is no other way but to touch his wife's hand.

"Afna, open your eyes. Don't be afraid, I've lowered the speed."

Afna, who felt her hand being touched by Zayen, immediately opened her eyes slowly.

Although there was still fear, Afna tried to ventured.

"Well beautiful, the lights are so bright and colorful. I feel like a teenager, embarrassing." Say it with reflexes.

"Hows it? riding the bike was fun, right?" ask Zayen while riding his bike. Unaware, Zayen's left hand was still holding his wife's hand.

While Afna herself did not realize it, if her hands were held by the husband.

"Yes, riding the bike was fun. We can breathe air at night, and not be sultry."

Not long after, Zayen and Afna had reached the front of the house. Zayen who just realized that his left hand was holding his wife's hand immediately let go. Afna herself only realized, if she was so comfortable when Zayen was holding it.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean it."

"It's okay, I'm not your wife. And I'm all yours, aren't I." Afna looked down and was a little embarrassed.

Zayen did not respond, he immediately flanked Afna from the top of the bike. Afna again wrapped her hands around her husband's neck.

This time, Zayen did not look at his wife. Stay focused on her footsteps towards the front door.

"Here's the key, open the door immediately." His orders bowed slightly, in order for Afna to easily unlock the door.

After successfully unlocking the door, Afna opened it slightly pushing. Then Afna locked it back up.

Afna's heart rate returned to normal, his heart was pounding very fast. It was as if his world was about to collapse, and had no defenses.

In a house that is only inhabited by two people a husband and wife, it feels very different from outside the house. Zayen himself tried to calm down, so that he was not easily tempted by the wife. Although he actually wants it, Zayen wants to force it. Let the time that will unite it, if indeed the match will never be separated.

Step closer in front of the room door, Afna opened the door slowly. Zayen moved his feet toward his bed. Then put his wife down to bed.

Slowly, Afna went to the bathroom. And he saw the husband as if he was preparing.

"Where are you going? why did you change your clothes." Ask Afna who is curious about the appearance of the husband who looks creepy, plus all black. While the glasses were also black, it was just still hanging on the clothes on the circumference of his neck.

"I just there's a need with Viko. Don't worry, I'm fine. Once my business is done, I'll be home soon. Take a break, and don't think like that."

"How can I not think like that, while you don't tell me what you're going to do tonight. Anybody knows if you're going to a bar, or somewhere else.

"Why did I go to the bar, I already had you. Don't provoke the atmosphere, if you don't want anything to happen. I'm leaving, I'm just dropping off the order." He answered, then immediately left Afna whose face changed and looked sour. Zayen did not care, because his business was far more important than serving his wife's whining.

Zayen got out and locked the door outside. After that, Viko was already in front by driving the car. Now Zayen is driving at a high speed, making Viko himself feel like his heart is going to be dislodged.

"Boss, slow down. I'm not married yet, boss Zayen mah yah yah yah yah yah yang is married. I, have not felt good. Slow down, Boss." Said Viko who stuttered because of the action Zayen increased the speed in driving his car.

"You think I feel good, not yet! but our business is much more important. You know, tonight is our golden opportunity, if we succeed then one company we can buy." Zayen said as he glanced at Viko and revealed his smile.

"As for the boss, I'm just trying." His word. Zayen stopped his car suddenly, Viko's own forehead hit. As a result, Viko grimaced in pain.

"Have you packed it properly, and is the delivery secure."

"Of course, but only partially. And now Zayen's boss lives his own check on our hideout. Goods have come, and only delivery at the time has been determined by the orderer."

"Good, you're pretty smart now."

"But Boss, isn't Boss Zayen already married to a rich man in this country. Why is Boss Zayen still doing this job, if his wife Boss knows how, Boss."

"I don't want to jump into the company of in-laws, because Seyn's gonna set me up."

"Hopefully, we're no longer in the shade of a Seyn." Never mind, let's go. We pack the goods first, about the shipment it's your business. Let me play behind your back."

"Good, Boss." Viko answered while rubbing her forehead which still hurts due to the impact made by Zayen.

While Afna inside was restless, when the husband who had passed midnight had not yet returned. Afna just dyed in the room, it felt very lonely. Coupled with his increasingly mixed feelings not because of. It makes it hard to close both eyes.

Afna had contacted her husband many times, but still there was no answer. Afna increasingly frustrated, he then immediately rose from his bed. Both of his eyes were fixed on the laptop lying on the table.

Feeling bored and unable to sleep, Afna immediately took the laptop and took it to bed. Seriously, Afna turned on the laptop while leaning back.

Afna tried to open a video learning to cook, so that she did not continue to bother her husband. Afna watched the video quite a long duration of time, until she forgot it was almost three in the morning not sleeping. Both eyes of Afna staring at the wall clock, Afna restless when Zayen has not seen the trunk of his nose. It hurts, even though there is no love. However, somehow Afna felt there was less if there was no husband. Not happy because it is free, but Afna feels lonely.