
Zayen and Afna were still in position, both of whom were still looking at him when his father gave him a ticket for his honeymoon.
"Sorry, Pa. Not that Zayen refused, but pity Zayen's wife. Afna is still recovering, Pa ... Papa need not worry, soon Afna will be healed soon. For the time being, you should have regular treatment, Pa. After recovering later, Zayen promised to invite Afna to honeymoon."
"Pardon Papa who is unaware of Afna's condition, and papa did not force you two to honeymoon as soon as possible. Just give me what you think is good and comfortable." Said the father who had just realized the condition of his daughter. Zayen nodded and tried to smile.
"Yes, my mom forgot. Afna, you must be eager to heal. I'm sure you'll be able to heal."
"It's okay, Ma. Afna will keep trying to heal, mama and papa don't have to worry."
"Then you two get ready to go out to dinner. Mama and Papa wait in front of the house, do not rush. Because mom will be ready too."
"Yes, Ma. Then, Zayen and Afna excuse me for going into the room." Zayen answered kindly to leave the family room.
Both of Afna's parents immediately got up from their seats and went into the room to get ready. So did Zayen, who also immediately carried his wife to enter his room.
Bowing his body, Zayen lifted his wife to carry him. Afna who was no longer awkward, without being told to directly wrap her hands around her husband's neck as usual.
Zayen and Afna's eyes met, both of them tense. Afna who was so attached to look at her husband's face, as well as Zayen who felt he did not want to take his eyes off.
While looking at her husband's face, Afna's index finger pointed towards her room. Slowly, Zayen climbed the stairs to his wife's room.
At the door, Afna opened the door to her room. Arriving at the door, both of them looked up when they saw the condition of his room.
Afna herself thought to the condition of her room, it felt like a newlyweds room. Everything really has changed, even now it is much better with the previous time.
While Zayen only smiled faintly, when he saw the condition of his wife's room. Zayen understood the meaning of it all, Afna who noticed the thin smile of her husband was shuddering in horror. Afna's mind has traveled where, Afna also understood the meaning of a thin smile from her husband.
Slowly, Zayen lowered his wife slowly. Afna was still in her position still wrapping her hands together, her face getting closer. Afna's heart rate is increasingly irregular, she remembered when at home owned by her husband. At the peak of the victory of the husband, suddenly all failed just like that. And now it will repeat the same incident, Afna is still in her confused mind.
"Replace your clothes, we'll have dinner soon. Don't mess*um, I won't do it with your condition still hurting." Whisper Zayen near the ear of his wife, Afna also felt safe. Because he realized that his condition was still not fully healed, and still in treatment.
Afna nodded, and released her two hands that were still circular. While Zayen immediately rushed to the bathroom to clean his body that felt very sultry.
Afna was still resting her body on the bed while looking up at the sky of her room.
"Byhoo!! what the hell, why did you throw me a towel. Hmmm ...." Afna put on her pouting face as her husband threw a towel at her.
"I just broke your slovenly daydream, quickly got up and took a shower. Do I need to bathe you, huh?"
"Whoever daydreams slovenly, you are the one who me*sum." Afna said while glancing and pursing her lips, Zayen who heard and saw his wife's expression did not respond. Zayen immediately stood in front of the mirror while brushing his hair and prying it.
"Battle shower, do I need to act."
"ah! yes, I can do it myself. Thanks for the help, I can do it myself." Afna said looking for an excuse, Zayen who heard it only smiled faintly.
Afna immediately got up from her sleep and sat down while grabbing her support stick. Slowly, Afna walked to the bathroom. Zayen himself busied with his phone, occasionally seeing incoming messages or there were incoming calls. Since leaving the house, Zayen turned off his phone. Because he did not want his show to be disturbed, let alone being with his wife. Zayen didn't want anyone to bother him. And sure enough, after turning on his phone there was a message coming in.
The boss! why the phone can not be contacted, later tonight there will be delivery of goods. How's this, Boss!"
That's the contents of the message from his friend and his men, who else if not Viko.
Zayen was agitated and also anxious, there was no way that Zayen would have to cancel dinner with his wife and both of his parents.
Zayen rubbed his face violently, when it had to be fast to the destination. Without Zayen knowing, Afna was watching her husband who looked riled up.
"You why? there's a problem, or. There's bad news." Tanya Afna surprised her husband who was thinking of finding an excuse.
"Well! no, that's just your feeling. Are you done bathing? that's fast." Zayen replied evasively with another question.
"Of course, because you've been focusing on your phone. Until you don't notice me in front of the mirror. And you don't lie, you must have something to hide. Just tell me, I won't be mad at you. If you don't want to be frank, then I can do the desperate." Said Afna trying to threaten, and of course Zayen trying to be frank.
"I have a message from a coworker, today I have to leave. Because there's a shipment of goods, and I can't possibly say not to go to work. I'm sorry, papa Mama will be angry. But I have to how to refuse dinner with him, they will definitely be upset with me." Zayen said trying to honestly have to go to work at night.
"Look down, I'll say it to mom and dad. I'm sure your mom and dad will understand your job."
"Thank you, you already understand my work that knows no time. I'll try to get home as soon as possible, so I can accompany you to dinner." He tried to convince.
Afna nodded and smiled, as did Zayen who was smiling. After that, Zayen directly carried his wife to go downstairs.