My Husband's a Wasted Child

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Zayen helped his wife take off her seatbelt, while Afna was also feeling a little messed up. The reason, the two were so close when Zayen slightly bent his body while removing his wife's seat belt.

Again and again, the two looked at each other again. Not only Afna whose heartbeat was racing, Zayen also felt stung by an electrical cable on his body.

"Don't baw*um in the car, I don't like it." The whisper of Zayen near the ear of the very wife, Afna who heard it also shuddered in horror.

"Wait a minute, don't come down. Even if you can use a stick, I forbid you to get out of the car. Be quiet! I'll carry you." Pinta Zayen is pressing a little. Jiika is so, then Afna will be wayward and difficult to manage.

While both of Afna's parents had been parked, both of them again saw the figure of Zayen who was so painstaking and attentive to his daughter. Unlike Seyn, although Afna can walk, it will always be difficult to get his attention.

In contrast to Zayen, who is always attentive to Afna and never complains in the slightest. Although his daughter looks imperfect, Zayen still shows his concern for his wife Afna.

"Mama and Papa, where? if they go the wrong way? pity." Afna asked while flirting around looking for the figure of her parents.

"Have those eyes, to see. Look, mom and dad are standing in the parking lot and near the car." Zayen replied as he turned around to clarify his gaze to his wife. Afna who saw him in a position carried by her husband just smiled shyly, so sad that she could not see the figure of both parents.

"I'm sorry, I. It turned out that my vision was problematic, until both my eyes were difficult to find the figure of mama and papa."

"You eat too much grilled chicken and beefy chicken, so your eyes are only fixed on both foods." Ledek Zayen slightly quipped, Afna herself did not care about it. Afna just smiled, she had begun to understand the nature of her own husband, although sometimes difficult to guess.

"Come, we'll sit in a comfortable place to enjoy dinner together." Take Zayen to his wife, Afna's parents follow the steps of his daughter-in-law where to sit.

"Wah .. apparently this place is very comfortable, plus the breeze is breezy and illuminated by a slightly dim light. However, it can change the atmosphere feel comfortable. I love this place, you have good taste. Although simple, but can calm the mind and feel comfortable." Said the mother in amazement, because she had never visited a simple place.

Since becoming part of the Danuarta family, her mother Afna never stopped at a simple food stall. Her mother Afna remembered her time as the backbone of the family, and all needs had to be met by her.

"Darling, why are you daydreaming." Ask Mr. Tirta who arrived to disperse his wife's daydream.

"I remember my youth, that's all." Answer's short.

"Ooh! must be what Ezal remembers." His words that arrived suddenly remembered the man who was his rival at that time.

"Why do you remember Ezal, I don't even remember him at all. All I remember, when I floated my birthday to your face." The wife replied, without realizing there was her daughter and also her daughter-in-law.

"That's it, don't talk about the past. Shame on our daughter-in-law and daughter, mending us pesen food." Said Mr. Tirta to break up unimportant matters.

"Yes, Pa. We're both very hungry, too, let Zayen order food. What do mom and dad want to order? and you, Afna."

"Mama and Papa just obey you two, whatever the food mama and papa do not mind." Answer the mother takes the middle way, because if the food ordered differently will not feel good.

"eeeh! nak Zayen's. Tumben's here at this hour, definitely with his wife."

"Yes, Mom. We come not only alone, but with the parents of Zayen's wife."

"Wah ... very harmonious family in-law of yours, son Zayen. Rarely, there are in-laws who want to eat together outside with children and daughters-in-law. Not everything, but most."

"Well! Mom could have. Oh yes, Zayen order his spicy chicken geprek four servings. And don't forget, four glasses of warm tea, too."

"All right, son Zayen. Waiting, not long for the presentation."

"Good, Mom. Then Zayen sat down again with his wife and two in-laws." He said, then immediately returned to his original place to sit with his wife and two in-laws.

However, his steps suddenly stopped when he heard people whispering about his two in-laws.

"Eh, aren't the two old men the owners of the famous restaurant in this city. Even in this country, how can we be in the food stalls we stop by." Whisper one of the women who was enjoying the roasted chicken owned by Marni's mother.

"Yes, yeah! don't let Marni's mother's food stall be offered cooperation." Answer one of them guess.

Zayen who heard the conversation among other people just glanced and did not care about it. While not provoking emotions, Zayen did not teach a heavy lesson. Zayen sat down near his wife, not far from his parents. The other one was still one table and was seen chatting together.

People who are not far away, whispered again and full of question marks about the familiarity of Zayen with the owner of a famous restaurant.

"Eeehh!! look, Kok Zayen sat with the owner of a famous restaurant. Don't I look wrong, just pay attention." His words are getting curious.

"Yes, loh. I can sit together, talk to each other again. Truth be told, I don't think that's possible." His answer chimed in with his curiosity.

"I'm sure Zayen must be working at his place. And it might have something to do with Marni's mom's stall, so ask Zayen for help. Isn't Zayen very close to Marni's mother? yeah, right?" said the other one was chiming in.

"Well, Zayen's a lot of money. The man works at the restaurant of the richest man second only to his iron family."

"Yes, but here's why Zayen looks like a thug. Doesn't working in a restaurant have to look neat and fragrant, but Zayen doesn't." Answer the other one.

Laughing, someone passed by and heard the words of the three women who were talking about Zayen.

"Most Zayen is also a clean handyman, where it is possible to plunge into food processing. Tamp*just thugs, bury it again." Said one of the famous thugs around the Little Lake, and did not know the ins and outs of a Zayen.

Everyone was fixed on a man who spoke easily, while the three women who had talked about Zayen were a little frightened. All three are afraid, if the famous male thugs will be beaten up by Zayen.