My Husband's a Wasted Child

Tense

Viko drove his car at high speed, regardless of the vehicle milling from the opposite direction.

Many times Viko contacted Zayen but there was no answer, the steering wheel was targeted by him.

"Boss! why don't you pick up the phone, it's very precarious. Even our lives are on the edge, boss." Viko grumbled while hitting the steering wheel repeatedly.

On the one hand, Afna and Zayen are still on their way. Tightly, Afna hugged her husband while leaning her head on her husband's back.

"When are we gonna get there?"

"In a moment, be patient." Zayen replied while focusing on riding his bike.

After taking quite a long time, it has now arrived and the two soon descended. Afna was still as before, wearing her support stick to support her body.

While standing not far from the Lake, Afna was wide-eyed when she saw a place that was so comfortable to be alone with loved ones. The small lake that houses a small house on the edge of the Lake, plus illuminated with lights with colorful light. Making the lake is very beautiful and pleasing to the eye, making lovers want to immediately occupy it.

"What is this place? like a hotel, but .. why on the edge of the Lake. It seemed very comfortable to stay, but ..." his words suddenly stopped, Afna was confused as to the status of her relationship with Zayen. Between mutual love or mere lust, it is always present in the shadow of Afna itself.

"But why?" asked Zayen who arrived at his side. Arsy turned to her husband who was standing right next to her.

"Nothing but a fireplace, where are we going?"

"We're going on a short honeymoon, I'm not a rich man like you. So, this is how I'm gonna take you on your honeymoon."

"What! honeymoon?" ask Afna dumbfounded.

"Not so many times either, ah! it's here I carry you. We'll enjoy tonight with just the two of you." Zayen replied, who immediately carried his wife to the place he had been sent.

Afna was shocked, when her husband suddenly like kasmaran. To make his mind not woeful, Afna immediately wrapped her hands around her husband's neck. Zayen handed over his wife's crutches to the parking lot.

Everyone arrived when the view was fixed on Zayen and Afna, both of them seemed harmonious and made people who saw it feel envious.

"We're in the spotlight, thankfully I'm not an artist. If I were an artist, our face would be a market." Whisper of Afna by her husband's ear.

"Let's be famous after this." Zayen replied with his position still holding his wife.

And sure enough, a lot of cameras were headed to Afna and Zayen who were taking pictures of him.

Cekrek cekrek, the sound of the camera is not stopping ceaselessly mengisilang both ears of Afna and Zayen.

"Why can you relax so, if papa and mama see our behavior how? I don't want to be in the camera. Especially if you enter the world of social media, can kak Kazza will be angry with me."

"Relax, after you go home later you can check yourself through the laptop, you don't have to worry." Zayen tried to calm his wife's mind.

'You don't need to be dizzy, I guarantee others won't be able to bring up our facial features on social media.' He muttered and smiled faintly.

After much talking, Afna and Zayen had reached the place he had booked.

"Open, the door." Zayen's orders still carry his wife.

"ah! yes, I forgot. The key is in my pants pocket."

"Shut up, don't move. Later I can take it wrong, can bother me." The answer is a little shame.

"Misgot? it's okay, that's what I want." Zayen said seductively, while Afna tried to reach into the pocket of her husband's pants with a very careful heart. Afna was very afraid if she would take the wrong.

"Quick, hunt anu."

"Shut up." Smiling fluffy, Afna had gotten the key from the pocket of her pants.

"I've got it."

"Pick open, you're so heavy." His orders reasoned, even though he could not control it.

Ceklek, Afna opened it slowly. Then go inside and lock the door again. He looked at every corner of the room that looked so elegant and very luxurious. Making Afna dumbfounded to see it, she did not expect from her outer appearance to look very simple. However, after entering it looks so luxurious.

While Zayen really can't wait to get the moment he's been waiting for, now Afna has been used as an opium for him. Without a second thought, Zayen immediately did the action until the two went back out of control, the hotter the wild. Zayen continued and continued, until both were at their peak. Zayen and Afna are now lying limp drooping, the power is really drained. Now both of them really can do nothing but rest.

Suddenly Zayen's memory returned to remember his promise with Viko. Quickly, Viko immediately grabbed her phone on the table near her bed. Zayen turned on his phone, worried that Viko was in danger.

Not long after, the phone came back on. Zayen began to slide his screen and opened on the call section.

Both of Zayen's eyes widened to see it, when he saw how many messages came from Viko.

Zayen immediately took a deep breath and let out a rough one.

He saw the wife who was asleep because of the fatigue that Zayen had done to his wife, until the energy of Afna was drained.

'How about it, if I leave it. There's no way I'm leaving him alone. If I take him home is also impossible, plus it has not been dinner. Why did I forget that I had a very important job.' Murmuring with his chaotic mind, Zayen immediately ruffled his hair to look messy.

Slowly, Afna tried to open her eyes. Although very heavy, Afna tried to be able to open both eyes.

Both are still the same plain, Afna is still wrapped in a blanket attached to her body.

Seen the husband who looks very restless, making Afna curious and also anxious.

"You why? any issues? tell me, who knows I can help you." Ask Afna a little scared.

"It's nothing. I just forgot, if I have a job tonight. And Viko's been waiting for me, I'm confused about leaving you."

"If it's very important and it's your job, go. I can stay home, and you don't have to worry about me. If you get fired, you don't have a job anymore." She tried to convince her husband.

"Right, you're not angry? if you don't want me to leave, I won't leave. It doesn't matter if I get fired, I can still find another job." Zayen answered trying to find an excuse, although it was not as easy as he said.

"I'm not angry, why am I angry. In reality, your work can only be done at night."

"Well, I'll order some food to take home. I can only accompany you to dinner, after which I have to leave. Before, I was very grateful to you. You really understand my work. I promise I will always give you happiness, even if my life is at stake." Zayen tried to convince his wife.