My Husband's a Wasted Child

Jealous

Zayen is still helping his wife get out of the car. After that, Afna moved her legs slowly. Zayen was on his right side, afraid that from the opposite direction suddenly there was someone who nudged his wife. Zayen did not want anything bad to happen to his wife, plus many people who passed by.

"What are we going to buy, Zayen?" ask the wife while looking for something.

"As for you, what you buy I'll buy."

"But I'm afraid of being extravagant, and I'm afraid your money runs out."

"My money will never run out if it's just for shopping in the market, don't worry."

"Well, I'll buy as necessary."

"Look at that, there are those who sell chicken meat and also beef. You like it, don't you? let's go there." Said Zayen while pointing towards the meat merchant.

"Yes, I like chicken soup. You likey? if you like it I'll buy it."

"What you like, I'll love it. And vice versa, if you don't like it I won't like it. Because I like the similarities, even though they feel different." He tried to convince his wife.

"I understand. Then let's go there." He answered, then Zayen and Afna went straight to the butcher.

After arriving, Afna chose beef and chicken.

"Sir, buy 1 kg of beef and 2 kg of chicken breast." Say Afna while pointing at chicken and beef.

"Good, Non. Wait a minute, I'll just knock it down." Answer the butcher. After that, Zayen paid for it.

"How much Fertile sir, the price of everything."

"Three hundred thousand, son."

"This sir, the rest is for you. Let's just say, it's a rizki for the father.

"But this is mostly, I don't dare to take that which is not mine." His words feel bad, because the meat seller is often given more by Zayen when buying meat at the place of the Subur pack.

Again, Afna was stunned when she saw the red sheet of paper on her husband's wallet. Zayen immediately gave the butcher about five pieces of red paper.

"Zayen, that's mostly." Afna whispered in her husband's ear and reminded him, Zayen himself did not respond. Smiling at the words of her husband.

After making the payment, Afna asked him to move to another place. Precisely on the sellers of vegetables and other kitchen spices.

"The meat merchant was that your brother? how nice of you to be with that father." Afna asked curiously as she stepped her foot.

"No, the butcher's father was a good man. I've often seen him share with orphanage children. There, I felt admiration for him. It's a long story, if I tell you now, afraid the market will get more crowded." He replied and joked about his last words. She just smiled as she walked.

"Now you choose which vegetables you like. I'll follow what you choose, I'll never protest." He said, Afna also immediately chose a variety of vegetables. After feeling enough, Afna moved to a kitchen spice seller. Zayen smiled as he watched the wife who was so painstaking when shopping. Zayen really never thought, although Afna can not cook but still try to be able to do it.

"Why do you daydream, I have chosen it and it has also been packaged by merchants. Now it's your turn to pay for it, I'm sorry if the spending swells." Afna surprised the husband who was still daydreaming.

"Have you? if so, let's go home." Zayen replied, not realizing that he had not paid for his wife's groceries.

"Sorry, I forgot."

"How much of it, Mom."

"One hundred fifty-three thousand five hundred, son." Dizzy Zayen heard the nominal groceries of the wife, without thinking long Zayen immediately gave three sheets of red paper to the merchant.

"The rest is for the mother, just think of it as the mother's rizki." Said Zayen who immediately brought his groceries and invited his wife to go home.

Afna was still confused with her own husband, every husband pay always exceeds the total amount of payment.

'I mean, my husband can't count. The proof alone from last night until now always thrust red banknotes, and always do not want to receive the change. So curious, as poor as he was. Eat as is, but to make the payment is always smooth money. Like just getting out of the bank. It's really mysterious, I'm curious.' Her mumbling constantly guessed about her husband.

"As long as we're still in the market, you want to buy what food."

"I don't want to buy anything. Oh yes, did you want to buy food for your friend earlier. Who was it, Viko ya."

"You remember, I didn't. Do you admire him because Viko looks handsome. Or... or something else."

"You mean? admire your friend, which is true. I just reminded you, that's all. Why do you think like that, I just didn't get there."

"Let me buy it, now I'll drive you to the car. I don't want you waiting for me to stand up, your legs will hurt even more."

"But.." he said cut off.

"Do you want to prove that you're in good health buying food for Viko, huh?" zayen answered a little bit with a sour face.

"That's not what I mean, ah. Let's get me to the car." Afna diverted her conversation. Zayen nodded and drove his wife into the car.

Afna herself was confused by her husband's attitude, but there was nothing strange about her own words. But her husband seemed to show her jealousy. Afna could only shake her head, as Zayen was walking along with her.

After the wife was in the car, Zayen immediately went to the food stall to buy food. At Viko's request, Zayen bought food for his friend.

As Zayen walked, kamit was unclear. "Review you, Viko. If my wife is interested in you, I'll make you pedal." Grumbled Zayen while accelerating his pace.

Having already bought food for Viko, Zayen quickly headed to his car. Then get in and put on your seat belt. Afna who noticed him was astonished by her husband.

"You why? your face looks upset. Is the food over? it's so sorry." She asked without paying attention to the package on a plastic that was in front of her husband.

Zayen only glanced at his wife, and did not respond to Afna's question at all. Whether there is any wind, Zayen looks annoyed and jutek. Then Zayen immediately drove his car at a slightly high speed.

"Don't speed, I'm afraid." Said Afna feeling uneasy as Zayen raised her speed. Zayen continued to remain silent, Afna confused.

"You why the hell? why do you look so pouty. You angry with me? if I have anything wrong, I'm sorry. But tell me what my mistake is." Said Afna who was confused by the attitude of her husband who suddenly turned cold.

"It's nothing, I'm just not feeling well." Said lying.

'There's no way I'd answer if I was jealous. It's ridiculous to think.' He murmured while focusing on driving.