My Husband's a Wasted Child

Brought mood

Zayen was still asleep from his sleep, as was the wife who fell asleep in her sleep.

Without both of them knowing, Afna was already in the arms of her husband. Zayen hugged her affectionately, Afna felt comfortable in her husband's arms. Feeling that he was getting enough sleep, Afna began to move her fingers. Slowly, Afna slightly tried to open both her eyes.

"Yetoo!!!" shouts as loud as possible. Quickly, Zayen immediately silenced his wife's mouth. Zayen is now above Afna with his body slightly raised, Zayen propped his body with his left elbow while looking seriously at his wife's very innocent face. Both are still wrapped in one blanket, Afna herself can not wart. Coupled with the condition of his feet that still feels a little pain.

It has become a habit in both, Afna and Zayen each when waking up from sleep is equally reflex when waking from sleep. Afna who always screamed when he woke up from his sleep, as well as Zayen who always spurned his wife's mouth.

The habit of Afna who always checks her condition while crossing her hands covers her chest.

"Whether you check everything, it's funny. Who do you think I am? land crocodiles, you mean? haem!" zayen said closer.

"That's not what I mean." Afna replied short and a little nervous.

"Then he meant to cross your hands, what? haem!"

"Flex movement, yes! reflex motion." Answer reasons.

"Wake up, today we'll be home soon. I feel uncomfortable living in your parents' place, I feel so low when I stay at this house. As hell seems to me, I'm more comfortable living in my own home. Although full of shortcomings, but I feel comfortable because I own from my labor." He said while releasing the blanket that was wrapped in his own body.

"All right, wait a minute. I won't be long, at least we'll have breakfast with papa and mama." He also took off the blanket which made it difficult to move.

Zayen then helped Afna put on her wand.

"Today there will be a schedule of your foot massage, and we do not have a long time. We should go home soon, at least after breakfast. I also have business with my work, inevitably we have to go home soon."

"Well, I'll take a shower soon."

"The shower, I want to take a shower. My body is already uncomfortable, even I feel so sultry." Zayen said reasoned, so that the wife immediately speed up her bath time. Zayen most do not like to see people who like to waste time, because for him free time is a lot of benefits.

After performing the ritual bath in the bathroom, Afna immediately came out. Because after Afna finished the mandinyq, then it was Zayen's turn who also had to do the ritual bath.

While Afna is now choosing clothes that are suitable to be worn on his body. Many times Afna tried it, but she felt it was inappropriate to wear her own clothes.

For some reason, since becoming Zayen's wife Afna's attitude began to differ from the figure of Afna who used to be. Even now Afna really has changed in terms of thinking, and now Afna is no longer a spoiled figure in the judgment of others. Afna only wears the clothes she used to wear, now she feels funny to wear them.

Many times Afna kept trying to turn her body in front of the mirror. After that, Afna immediately dried her hair and then finished drying it immediately grabbed a comb that was nearby to comb her long hair.

Zayen who always found his wife looking in the mirror, he stepped his feet slowly so as not to make a sound.

Without Afna knowing, her husband is now near her. Right behind him while bowing his body, Afna had not realized it. She stayed focused with her hair.

Zayen immediately took the comb that was still held by his wife, then immediately left his hair pacing. Afna only widened her eyes, when the husband suddenly grabbed a hair comb in his hand.

Without a care, Afna immediately put up her sour muja. Zayen who saw his wife's expression only smiled faintly, Afna could only see through the mirror.

"Your hair is tidy, shift it a little. I want to pout my hair freely, I beg you." Afna opened her voice.

Gently, Zayen suddenly kissed the smooth cheek of Afna. While Afna herself was stunned when Zayen took the opportunity that never expected him.

After taking the opportunity, Zayen immediately put on his watch and put it on. Afna herself was still dumbfounded while holding her smooth cheeks, because of a gentle kiss from her husband. Zayen who saw Afna's expression only smiled faintly.

Without having to think long, Zayen immediately raised his wife and then carried her. Afna herself was shocked by her making, she just realized from her daydream.

"Let go, I can still walk on my own."

"I can't wait for you to walk around wearing a crutches, so you better hold the crutches now. We're gonna get out of this room, and we're gonna get home."

"I'm sorry, which always troubles you. I will continue to be eager to heal and be able to walk. So that I don't keep bothering you every day."

"Be quiet, if you still talk a lot later we can fall on this ladder." Threaten Zayen to scare his wife.

Slowly, Zayen went down the steps. While Afna held the support stick.

After arriving at the dining room, Zayen dropped off his wife to sit in her seat. Then Zayen sat down beside him.

Not long after, both parents of Afna also sat in the dining room.

The view of the food for breakfast that has now been served by one of the servants in his house, Mr. Tirta Danuarta.

When he saw the food at the table, Afna felt no appetite to eat, somehow when he saw it made Afna feel no appetite.

"You why? getting sick? your face why does it suddenly look pale. You sick? tell me, I'll take you to the hospital for treatment."

"No need, I'm as good as you can see right now. Trust me, I'm fine. Don't worry about me, you don't have to worry about me.

"What your husband says is true, Afna. Just tell me, son. You don't make papa and mama anxious, just say so. Or.. Now we have breakfast first, so that your energy is filled. Let's have Zayen, have breakfast first. After that, you take your wife to the doctor."

"Yes, Ma ... Pa. After breakfast, Zayen will take Afna to the doctor."

'Afna's not sick, Ma. Afna was just afraid, why did mama serve us such delicious food, even if it was just fried rice. But the presentation I think is too excessive, Ma ... Pa. Afna is used to eating like other simple people. Afna was afraid, if Afna's husband was offended. Afna's husband is not a rich man like papa.' Afna's murmured mixed with taste.

Afna was still silent and dumbstruck, while both her parents and her husband now took breakfast. Zayen who saw his wife was confused, there was no other choice but to bribe her.

"Open your mouth, I'll bribe. Aaaq ...."

Afna was shocked to make, suddenly there was already a spoon of fried rice in front of his mouth. Inevitably, Afna opened her mouth and accepted a bribe from her husband.

Shame, but how else. Afna could not resist it.

'Why does he still have a taste for food, even with the pleasure of enjoying his morning breakfast. Ahhh! yes, why can I get carried away by the atmosphere of simplicity. Are not his parents also people have, food like this must also have enjoyed.' Mumbled Afna who just noticed it.