My Husband's a Wasted Child

Misjudged

Zayen and his wife and Viko are still in position to look at each other alternately.

"The two men turned away, who else tried." Say one of the neighbors who also did not recognize the appearance of Zayen who had just had a haircut.

"Who are you two, don't you two indeed turn away." asked the middle-aged father while staring intently.

"Where's Zayen?" ask the other one.

"I'm Zayen sir, seriously! this is my friend who comes here often. This is Viko, sir. This is my wife's woman, Afna. Honey ... tell them, I'm your husband." Zayen replied a little frightened, because the neighbors had brought punches. Which at any time can fly it towards Zayen or Viko. While Viko just swallowed his saliva with great difficulty.

"I can't believe it! here you two are." The command of one of the father's fathers looked intently at Zayen, while Zayen shuddered in horror at the sight of the father snapping at him. How not to shudder in horror, his mustache-rich appearance clurit blunt make Zayen pingin ngak congregation.

"Yes sir," Zayen replied trying to calm down. While Afna was already frightened first, she did not have time to explain. Plus the faces of the faces of the neighbors suddenly became spooky, Afna herself could only be silent.

"Stop! check your own clothes, undress your clothes and leave your drawers, I don't want a gun in it, quick!" The moustache man also snapped at him. Zayen and Viko could not dodge, inevitably had to obey the surrounding residents.

'Ouch! where's my color ijo again, there's a picture of the banana. Able to*s me, want to be inaro where my face.' Viko's mind while swallowing her saliva again.

'What is this moustache father, why ask to take off clothes.' Zayen grumbled in annoyance.

By force, Zayen and Viko are forced to take off their clothes. And tara ... only the remaining color ijo and yellow are left on their respective bodies.

All who were looking at him were amused as the two of them were only wearing color.

"Sir, believe. I'm Zayen, your neighbor. And this one is Viko, my friend who comes here often."

"Yes, Sir. Zayen's boss just shaved his hair, so his wife doesn't recognize him. Look dong, father. Research the figure of Boss Zayen, if necessary ask his wife." Said Viko trying to explain, so as not to enter the realm of law. Because facing that time is more difficult to escape, plus the time is arrogant and playful.

The mustachioed father immediately approached Zayen to prove the truth. Time and time again checking Zayen from head to toe.

'Yes, right. He this is indeed true Zayen, able to*s by now! where I've been naked like this. Uh! it's okay, once pranking thugs. When else if not now, yes ...' Inner moustache full of victory, involuntarily has pranked Zayen who is already known thugs.

"Sir, believe. This is my husband, sir. Might want to surprise me, but it's the wrong way." Afna tried to explain.

"Ooh! I see, thank God it's not a thief. Forgive us all, son Zayen, for doing as we please. But by the way, Zayen's son's wife is cured?"

Afna, Zayen, and Viko are shocked when they hear a question from a neighbor. Inevitably, Zayen and Afna answered truthfully.

"Yes sir, but it has not fully recovered. If out of the house is still advised to bring the stick, fear of a sudden relapse." Zayen tried to reason.

"Oooh, shukurlah. Hopefully it will heal quickly, Neng ... so that you can blend in with the mothers around here."

"In that case, we neighbors who are ready to take care of each other want to go home."

"Thank you, sir. Locals are really ready to respond, next time I will join patrolling."

"Yes, Zayen boy. Then, excuse us .." said Mr. Mustache, then left Zayen's house and other neighbors came out of Zayen's house.

Now live Zayen, Afna, and Viko who are still with their respective positions. While Zayen and Viko are busy wearing clothes that have been released because of her suspicion of being a thief. Afna herself went back into her room, she did not want to disturb the husband who was with his friend.

"Boss, I'm going home."

"It's past midnight Vik, just stay at my house."

"You're good, I'm ngenes."

"Yes, be careful if you want to go home. Hence, the fast-wedding. So, if you go home there's something you can hug."

"If it were not for arranged marriages, it would be equally good." Syndicate Viko while sticking out her tongue.

"Review you, Vik. I'm home, I want to do the ritual. Baby, right? if the handsome gini is not made a ritual." Said Zayen while raising one eyebrow, Viko who heard him shuddered in horror.

"Yes yes yes, Boss .." replied Viko who just left.

After Viko came home, Zayen locked the door. Triumphantly, Zayen went straight into the room. Judging by the wife who was wrapped in a blanket, Zayen was a little frustrated.

"Yeah ... was asleep, what I looked like disappointed him. Doesn't my wife want her husband to get a haircut, why does it look so cranky. Rolled up another blanket, exactly shabby." Grutter Zayen while scrambling his hair that is no longer long.

Suddenly Zayen was shocked to make, the fur of his neck stood up. As if the demons were hugging him, Zayen was still silent. He was still focused on looking straight at the wall, he did not dare to turn his head. Afraid, arriving when turning his head was no longer a pretty face, but a face full of mystery.

'Why does my body feel cold, why do I get goosebumps. Looks like someone's hugging me, don't be sexy. Ahh! where there's a sexy demit, that's my own assumption. Lord ... help me, who's that rolled up? who hugged me?' zayen's mind is no longer because of his way of thinking.

"Darling .... Why are you silent, you don't like being hugged?" said Afna immediately released her embrace from behind and put the face of the cooking made to frown.

"What's? you?" zayen turned his body around.

"Keep the rolled over blanket who? don't don't you ghost." He said again, still confused.

"Why are you being so weird, I'm your wife. It's a bolster pillow, not demit or me. Ooh! you're a grudge to pretend you don't recognize me. All right, I'm going to bed. I guess like that romantic movie, hugged his wife directly la la la la la la la la la la. This, thought to be a ghost again." Reply Afna is getting sullen.

"It's not so, dear .. I really don't know. You anyway, just roll covered with blankets. Where do I know, dear .. forgive me yes, dear .. look dong your husband. It's handsome yet, if it's still not good-looking, I'll shave my hair." Zayen then dropped his body on the bed.