My Husband's a Wasted Child

Admired

Afna saw from the look on Vella's face, it was true that there was no lie with her. Afna believed what Vella was explaining, and was no longer curious. However, in view of Afna there is still a little fidgeting with the figure of Vella. Whatever Vella's explanation, Afna believed it anyway. Despite having to try to find out about the figure of Vella, Afna will keep trying.

'It looks like these two guys are really mysterious, but .. ah. I can only try to recover, after that I have to find out the figure of both.' Afna muttered while daydreaming.

"So this place is a place for street children, belonging to the Gantara family? wait!" afna said suddenly remembered by the name Gantara.

"Why, is there a problem?" asked Zayen who was shocked as well.

"This place belongs to the Gantara family? means the owner is Raska Gantara's uncle, dong." Reply Afna tried to guess.

"Sokay know, you."

"Do you really know him?" ask Zayen again.

"Right, I know him very well. Uncle Raska is papa's best friend, and his daughter will be paired with sister Kazza. But both have never been found, I don't know. Complicated matchmaking in my opinion, plus brother Kazza is already outside the country."

"Oooh, so it's true. The owner is someone you know, thank goodness." Zayen.

"Sir Zayen ..." cried the 10-year-old little boy called Zayen while running over.

"Rio .." cried Zayen who also called. Zayen immediately hugged her, then immediately let go of her embrace.

"Sister Zayen, why did you not come for so long. Is my brother busy?" rio asked while glancing towards Afna.

"I'm sorry Brother Zayen, you're really busy. Oh yes, this is Brother Ahnaya. Now the brother has a wife, and the sister Afnaya is the wife of the brother."

"Sister's wife is so pretty, why didn't you tell Rio."

"Because of the sudden marriage of her brother, sister Vella alone was not a big sister. But now you know, don't you?" Rio nodded.

"Sister Afna, introduce. My name is Rio, welcome to the boy's future shack."

"Greetings yes, Rio's sister. Hopefully, you and your other friends will be successful. The spirit to learn it, and do not be discouraged one bit."

"For sure, brother. Then Rio went back into the room first yes, Brother Afna and sister Vella and also brother Zayen."

"Yes, Rio. Greetings to your other children, Rio." Afna replied, while Rio held up his two thumbs and re-assembled with his friend.

"The taste of this place is not boring, it's worth saying you will have many friends. Turns out this is what you mean, even the pain in my legs is not how much with the pain and disappointment of children without their parents. I should be grateful, and not complain much." Afna felt ungrateful.

"Everyone has their own story, at least we continue to be grateful for what is destined for us. Not only that, we must try to change it for the better, and do not repeat the mistake a second time." Zayen reminded.

"Yes, Miss. What Miss's husband said has a point."

"Yes, Vella. You're right, I just realized it."

"Well! it's dong." Zayen.

"Then, what do you mean you brought me here for? I still don't understand." Ask Afna who is still curious.

"I'm here to make a small donation, because the owner doesn't like a transfer. Therefore, I invite you to come to this place. I don't want you to suspect me when I get out of the house, because you'll be suspicious." Zayen answered trying to explain.

"I'm sorry if I suspect you too much. Because I'm afraid if something bad happens to you, I'm sorry again."

"Well, I'll wait for you here with Vella."

Zayen immediately left Afna and Vella who were sitting on the floor.

The two now take turns to tell stories, both the same as keeping the tongue. Fear, if there is a speech that accidentally comes out without being realized by both.

"Vella, can I ask you something?"

"Of course, say."

"Vella, why did you lie to me and sister Kazza. Why are you lying, if you're moving out of town. And the truth is you're here, who are you? are you my family's eyes? sorry, I didn't mean to be prejudiced against you. It's just, you're very mysterious to me."

"I'm sorry, Miss Afna. If I've lied about my identity, and I'm not the eye in your family. I'm the real one who used to work at your restaurant, but I quit. Because this is my life and my choice, so Miss doesn't have to worry and wonder about me."

"Why are you still not being forthright, do you have a problem with sister Kazza? or. the others."

"I don't know your sister, Miss. I'm just the employee, nothing more." Vella answered reasoned, as much as possible to get out of Afna's question. However, he was even more lured by Afna.

"I'm sorry, if I have a lot of questions for you. Because I'm curious about you, and I want you to be frank and honest with me."

"Miss is so exaggerated, I'm just an ordinary person like everyone else."

"That's what you said, but it's different from what I thought."

"Seeing very serious, even looking tense. What's wrong with you two? no more fighting, right?" tanya Zayen who arrived was near Afna and Vella.

"It's nothing, we're both just chatting about women." Vella replied trying not to look suspicious in front of Zayen.

"I thought you were fighting, because I saw your faces look tense and also hot cold." Zayen said guessing it, while Afna and Vella tried to look calm and not look anxious.

"No, we're both fine. Have you made a donation to a child?"

"Already, and now we go home or. want to stop by your parents' house. Who knows, you might want to meet both of your parents."

"really? seriously, you want to take me to papa and mama's house."

"Am I lying?"

"No, I believe you."

"Good indeed. And for you Vella, my wife and I are ready to go home. Greetings to the owner of this place, and say sorry if my donation is a little less." Zayen said goodbye.

"No need to worry, your message will be conveyed to the owner of this place."

"Then I go home. Come to my husband's house often, I have no friends." Afna.

"I'll do it, Miss." He answered, then smiled and nodded.

"Okay, I'll wait for your arrival. See you next time, Vella." Afna said goodbye, then Zayen again carried his wife and lowered on the motorcycle seat. Vella helps bring Afna's wand.

'Lucky for you, Miss Afna. Getting such an attentive husband is very lucky. Am I capable like you, aah! why do I think far from my thoughts.' Vella muttered while walking and noticed Zayen's attitude towards his wife.