My Husband's a Wasted Child

Go to Market

After confirming the zipper belonged to his wife, Zayen immediately went into the bathroom to take a shower. While Afna began to polish her face, and wear lipstick that is not too bright and also does not look thick.

Afna was still focused in front of the mirror, while paying attention to her own appearance. Fear, if it looks bad in the eyes of others. Afna repeatedly patted his face and smiled fluffy.

Without Afna realizing it, Zayen who was in front of the bathroom door smiled as he looked at his wife.

"Who are you dressing up for?" his chirps shocked the concentration of Afna who was still focused in front of the mirror. At that moment, Afna made it clumsy. Shame, certainly.

"I dress up for.." she replied in an instant. Afna was confused to answer with what kind of sentence, she thought.

"Say, who are you for and who are that pretty." Zayen still seriously asked.

"For myself, yes for myself. Why, can't you?" the answer is back to asking.

"How are you gonna look at your face in the market, huh? you want to bring a mirror? that's right."

Afna was more confused and also clumsy, she was confused what to say to her husband. She has to answer to dress up for her husband. Such a remark would only feel like a beggar of love, Afna thought while composing the right vocabulary for her to say.

"Not really, indeed dressing up for yourself it should be looking at itself. Truth be told, I think I feel it enough."

"Yes. Then others who enjoy your beauty, so. Ahhh! never mind, it's up to you. Hurry up to get ready, we will hunt down our misfortune to go to the market.

Afna simply nodded, after which she immediately grabbed the tissue in front of her. Then immediately wipe his face and also his lips. Zayen while wearing his clothes while glancing at Afna who was busy wiping part of her face. Zayen simply smiled as he tidied up his appearance.

"Why do you remove it, it will not look beautiful."

"Let's just, anyway! I've married this. It's not important to dance outside the house, is it?" answer reasons.

"Oooh, we're married. I don't think you're fully married yet, only you're in status."

"Here you go, let's go to the market." Ask Afna to avoid her husband's questions.

"You sure? I'm afraid you'll get another sneer."

"Just let's. I'm not scared, anyway! I already have a husband."

"Hold the stick, I'll carry you.Don't protest, and don't talk much."

Afna simply nodded, and did not dare to make a sound. Fear, if you will lose an argument.

After arriving at the front of the house, Zayen immediately lowered Afna on the seat. On the terrace of his house, Zayen immediately locked the door.

Tin tin tin tin. Zayen immediately turned his body towards the source of the voice.

"Boss, where are you going?" ask her while getting out of her car.

"I want to go to the market, what's wrong?" the answer is to ask back.

"Anu, that, Boss."

"Anu, anu, what Vik."

"we're not leaving, boss?" he was a little scared. Afna who caught Viko's expression grew more curious, seriously and as much as possible Afna could catch what Zayen and Viko were talking about.

"Boss you know, if I haven't eaten."

"Yes, here's the key. I've changed the lock, because I'm married. I've not let you into this house all you want as I used to. Now there's been a lot of bans on you without my permission."

"Ok, Boss. Ready it! I'll wait for the boss to get home."

"Good, where's the car key."

"Here, boss." handed Viko the keys to the car, shaking her head. How not, Zayen just held the keys to his car. But keep asking Viko.

'This boss is weird, the car keys are on him. Why ask me again, besides, the car belongs to him. Tajir, but dare not show it to his wife.' He murmured while scratching his head that did not itch.

"Vik, open the car door. Don't daydream at you, sneak." The order of Zayen who had carried his wife.

"Yes, Boss." Viko quickly opened the door of his car.

"Don't forget, get my wife's crutches." His order again, Viko swiftly took it.

"This, Boss. Why don't you use a wheelchair, boss. Poor with his wife Boss, if you have to walk with a stick. Anyway, boss gets in the car. Is it hard to bring a wheelchair, isn't it?" Viko was a little scared as she reminded her Boss.

"Let's just say, I think my wife can walk with a stick. Go in the house already. If anyone's looking for me, you don't tell him."

"Ready, Boss." The answer is, then go straight into the house.

While Zayen immediately started his car engine, then drove it at medium speed. Afna was amazed by her husband, she felt that there was something hidden by her husband. Plus she does not know her job, Afna is increasingly curious about the figure of Zayen who is none other than her husband.

"Why are you quiet, is there a problem?" ask her while focusing on her faithfulness.

"No, it's a nice car." Answer origin.

"Oooh, kirain why. Yes, Viko's car is very good. Because he's a hard worker. But unfortunately Viko wasters, the money was always for fun. It's different from me, because I thought I'd have a wife. So, I canister for the future of the child's child. But I don't know how I can have children. Ahhh! never mind, you don't talk about it. Your mind hasn't arrived yet, we focus on healing your legs that's much more important." He said the focus of his gaze was straight ahead, Afna just kept silent while leaning her head on the car glass window.

Many times Afna felt cornered, plus her husband when talking always traveling where. To make it feel amused, Afna realized that her marriage was fairly impromptu. However, somehow Afna will try to follow the story of his life with a chesty.

Not getting a response from his wife, Zayen remained focused on his steering wheel and focused on his straight-forward gaze.

Not long after, Afna had arrived at the traditional market. Afna dizzy to see here and there, plus crowded with many people.

"There are so many markets, is every day like this crowded? or once a few weeks." asked Afna to open her voice while removing her seatbelt.

"Every day, the traditional market is always open until night." He answered while removing his seatbelt as well.

"It's certain that all the merchandise is fresh, so can't wait to get down."

"You sure? I'm afraid you're gonna fall, because a lot of people are passing by."

"I'm not afraid, because you'll be beside me."

"All right, let's go down." Invite him, then immediately go down and help the wife to stand while using a support tool on her body.