My Two Husband's

Temporary Peace Contract

Today Deryl and Kevan are left home by Naya. While the woman went to her father's house and stayed there without allowing Deryl and Kevan to come along. Of course the two men grumbled in annoyance, just imagine.. Deryl and Kevan are like water and oil. Can not unite, there is always something that makes the two men clash their mouths. Even for unimportant things can be used as material for their quarrels. For example, they are busy debating where salt comes from.

"I told you, salt is from sea water!" Deryl said while stirring her cooking ingredients.

"I won't be fooled again this time, you think you can lie to me huh?! The salt came from filtered sea sand!"

"Good damn fool you, Kevan! Where there is salt from the sea sand. Learning is right!"

"I'm right, salt is from sea sand. You're the one who doesn't know."

"The salt comes from seawater deposited! Because sea water is salty so salt is made!"

"Sok knows. The sea sand is salty too."

"How many years of school are you? Your brain still works, right?"

Kevan grunted in annoyance. "I also had a desire to make your mouth become a bakwan with shrimp."

"Look, even now you want to imitate me. Do you idolize me?"

"Shut your mouth, wanna puke I hear it."

Deryl was silent, "I'm tired of fighting with you every day, but I'm also lazy to make up with you."

"I'm thinking. How about we make a temporary peace contract?" kevan proposed. The man also stopped the event of stirring his scrambled eggs.

"You mean we make up but don't really make up?"

"Yes. You see, I'm sure you and I will need each other if Naya craves. How's it?"

"I need a written contract. I'm not just anyone, ah give matrai 6000 too."

"Your god! Like making a contract of cooperation."

"It has to be, I'm a gentleman so I want an official written contract."

Kevan turned off his stove and ran into the room. Take a sheet of HVS paper and a pen and a matrai of 6000. He returns to the kitchen and writes a temporary peace contract with Deryl that contains the following :

Temporary Peace Contract .

Kevan Ardinata and Deryl Ananta

This peace contract is only valid during Naya Amanda's pregnancy to help each other if difficulties face Naya's cravings. Regardless of after Naya gave birth, then automatically this contract ends.

We approve and sign below.

Kevan Ardinat .

Deryl Ananta .

"Here, sign it quickly." cried Kevan from the dinner table.

Deryl turned off the stove and took off her apron and approached Kevan who had signed the paper.

"Who keeps this contract?" ask Deryl.

"Who should keep it? If I keep it, afraid of being tucked away with a pile of my files."

"Just like, I'm the one who kept it." Deryl rolled up the paper and tied it with rubber. Then he went to his room to keep the paper in his room. After that back again kedapur, install the apron and resume cooking activities lunch.

**

"Front there, there's an enemy. Don't go forward, you lose again" Deryl said.

Currently he and Kevan are playing a popular game that is worldwide. Since the peace contract was written and agreed, the two began to be a little more humane to start talks with each other.

"I don't have a cure, look look! Blood is reduced." Kevan panicked.

"Retreat. Hide behind the tree I'll give you medicine."

"Slowly, I'm dead."

Deryl snorted in annoyance. Kevan's habit of playing games. Great but cannot face the enemy. He must be panicking if there's an enemy in front of him.

"You keep losing! Play with a little professional!"

"Just once again. Be careful if you lose again. Hang it in front of your door!" threaten Deryl's.

"Yes, yeah. Bawel once you ah."

"Hurry and find a gun, watch if it bothers me again. I'll be dead too!"

"That means you can't play either!"

Kevan just snorted at Deryl's words. "Deryl, get me a gun."

"Find yourself in there."

It is a popular game among men, namely PUBG.

"I want a chicken dinner this time, please. Don't bother me, Kevan."

They both played the game very focused and carefully. Especially Kevan who often died first because of panic there is an enemy.

"Hide away. Two more left. I'm sure I'll win" exclaimed Deryl passionately.

"After the rock! You fight him alone."

"You crazy? I'm playing a duo why even go solo? Help me attack!"

"Just so."

"Tembaaaaak! Yeaaayay!!!"

Deryl yelled happy after playing six times with Kevan eventually won as well. Although Kevan was troublesome but he also helped a little in the last seconds.

"Finally won." said Deryl. The man threw his body onto the sofa and put his hot cell phone on the desk. Same with Kevan.

"Just being left behind at home is strange. A little awkward but also feels a little fun." Kevan.

"No fun, you're always a bitch." Deryl Sahut.

"Can't you just be a little nice with a handsome guy like me?"

"Never! And I don't think you're good-looking at all, so don't be too confident talking to me."

"The envious is so. But are you Deryl's man?"

"of course! What do you think I am?"

"Living life ups!"

"Shut up, I'm not interested in fighting with you. I'm tired, go get a cold drink in the fridge." Tell Deryl.

Kevan threw a pillow at Deryl's face. "You still have your own legs."

"That time you also told me,"

"Oh yeah? I don't feel like, when did I ever tell you to?" Kevan said with a contrived face as if he was thinking and it made Deryl upset.

"Should I remind you in a rough or gentle way?" challenge Deryl.

"Second choice! I like in a way that is full of tenderness, caressed, caressed, groped. Uhh creep~"

"What's this idiot talking about?" Deryl directly hit Kevan's face with a pillow several times until the owner felt his face go numb with the pillow punch.

"My face is cramped."

"Let's see, I have a question. If you can answer it correctly then I'll go kitchen and get a cold drink, and if I win you take it and buy as many snacks as possible, how?"

"It's not fair."

"It's not fair what?"

"You didn't mention you'd also buy a snack with a lot if you lost?"

"Yes it is! Just protest."

"Oh, what's the question?"

Deryl sat herself down and took a deep breath. "You have to use your brain as well as possible, also play your logic as well as possible."

"Heh, like taking the millionaire quiz" Kevan giggled.

"I'm serious."

"OK, okay. All right, quickly tell me the question."

"If a soap is brought into the wc and has a chance to fall, then... its dirty wc or its soap?" Deryl finished her question with drama.

Kevan. "Woah how can this be so hard?"

So, who's the fool here? And what's the answer to Deryl's question? Does anyone know?

** to be continuous