My Two Husband's

Forgetting the Trouble for a Moment

"What do you want for dinner?" tanya Naya looked at Kevan and Deryl in turn.

"If I mentioned my wish, would you make it?" ask Kevan.

"Hmm depends, if the material is there, I will make it. What do you want?"

"Suddenly I want to eat capcay. Can you make it?"

"Hey, Kevan. Naya's not pregnant anymore, why are you having cravings now?" Deryl laughed at Kevan.

Kevan only snorted, then looked back at Naya with a gaze begging to make the vegetables he wanted. Because for whatever reason, Kevan is not focused during work and continues to think about the taste of eating vegetables.

"You really want to eat those vegetables, right?" asked Naya and looked at Kevan's clear face.

"All right, I'll make it. And you, Deryl .. what do you want?"

"I want chicken nuggets."

"Then, you wait here. Who gets along, don't fight!" naya's Perspiration.

The two men compactly nodded and gave a face full of confidence that they would not fight this time. While waiting for Naya, Kevan tapped his finger at the table to eat, of course it made a sound because the dining table was made of glass. And the bad news is, Deryl hates it.

"Shut up!" deryl said while hitting Kevan's hand.

"What the hell? Why are you so scared?"

"Whisper! I'm tired of seeing it!"

"All I'm wearing is tapping this table on my finger, not yours. Why are you tired?! You're weird!"

"Shut up! I have a spoon, and I know how to use it!"

"I have a fork! What are you doing?!"

"Retreat! I have plates here, I know how to wear them!"

"You're noisy! Quiet down!"

"You're afraid, you don't dare, huuu.." sneered Deryl. He made fun of Kevan by sticking his tongue out at Kevan.

Kevan stood up and went from there to his room, Deryl was already laughing satisfied to feel victorious. A few minutes later, Kevan again approached Deryl with scissors and duct tape. Without a second thought, the man directly pressed the duct tape on Deryl's mouth and hands so that the man would not disturb her.

"Berez! Look, I have scissors and duct tape . and I know how to use it." Kevan laughed heartily at Deryl's angry face.

A few minutes passed, Naya still did not show up. Suddenly Kevan has an idea in his brain, so he leaves Deryl, who is still in the chair, to Naya's room and takes a lipstick from Naya.

Kevan's return in the kitchen, Deryl's already got a bad feeling. It turns out that it was true, Kevan scrawled Deryl's face with Naya's bright red lipstick. When else could he see Deryl being attacked by him. Kevan is very satisfied and proud of his work on Deryl's face.

"Well, you're more handsome than usual. I'm so envious to see it."

The bright red lipstick that matched Deryl's pure white facial skin, the matching sanking of Deryl's face looked like an ondel-ondel now, and it was because of Kevan.

"Jeez, Deryl!" cry Naya when she sees the sad state of Deryl. Kevan was just laughing.

Naya rushes over to Deryl and immediately opens the duct tape in the man's hand, heartlessly pulling the duct tape that covers Deryl's mouth so that Deryl screams loudly for it. The man's cheeks looked flushed and Naya could only grimace looking at him.

"Why did you work with Deryl, Kevan?"

"He sucks, Naya. Time I can't knock my fingers on the desk, and he challenges me first. He mocked me." Kevan replied defending himself because he felt completely innocent.

"He started first, Naya. You know that I don't like eating disorders, but he attacked me and scribbled your lipstick on my face."

"Already, Deryl .. wash your face until clean after that we eat. You can't keep your promise not to fight."

"Sorry, Naya."

"Yes, now go wash your face, Deryl. We wait here."

Deryl nodded like a kindergarten boy who was being scolded by his teacher and rushed to the bathroom to clean his face from Kevan's mess.

**

Deryl and Kevan are in the middle of the room. Kevan is busy with his laptop and his work files while Deryl is busy with his reports and analysis.

"What?" deryl answered briefly without looking at Kevan.

"Because we're the only two still awake, how about we tell a spooky story?"

"For what? You are a coward."

"When did I become a coward?"

"No need to pretend, you're the one who's most afraid when I tell you about this house."

Kevan banged his head slowly. "If it's really scary, I get goosebumps. So it's only natural that I'm afraid."

"God."

"Just shut up and listen, this story is no less scary than your story."

"Before you tell me, grab a drink there." tell Deryl.

"You think I'm your maid?!"

Kevan goes to the kitchen to get two bottles and turns off the kitchen lights and comes back and sits next to Deryl.

"So, it was before my office stood up. There used to be an old hut that was occupied by an old grandmother and her granddaughter."

"You want to copy my story?!" accuse Deryl.

"Abroad! I'm not a plagiarist, you know?! Just listen to me, is it hard to lock your mouth for a second?!"

"Yes, ah, you've brought one!"

"So, the old grandmother was very sick and had a bad skin disease, they were shunned by the villagers. Usually the villagers will call the old grandmother by the name of 'Destroyed Life' because of the skin. One day, the sick grandmother got worse and the grandson—"

"Definitely the ending is like in soap operas, do you like soap operas."

"You or I want to tell you a story?!"

"Yes, just angry. Baperan."

"Shut up!"

"YES!"

"The grandson did not get money for the cost of his grandmother's treatment. Because not strong with the disease he suffered finally the grandmother died. Then the grandson skinned his grandmother's body to serve as food when the citizens came to worship."

Kevan sipped his drink for a while, then looked at Deryl who had no reaction to the story at all. "Why are you quiet?!" ask Kevan, upset.

"So you told me to shut up, you idiot! Now that I've been silent you protest, what do you really want?!"

"At least you have to react to the story I told you just now! Don't just shut up and plonga-plongo like a fool like this!"

"Argh, you are so chatty! I didn't ask you to tell me!"

"Yes! At least you appreciate me taking the time to tell stories!"

"Well, do you want an honest reaction or a lie?"

"Honestly, I'm the kind of person who upholds honesty!"

"Well, your story is so uninteresting, boring, mundane and obscure."

Kevan's face smiled forcibly. "Just lie to me."

"Your woes are scary! I got goosebumps hearing it!"

"We're just fighting, Deryl!"

* *TO BE CONTINUE

Sorry, author is not lazy update just .. author if silent at home is a gap idea to nulis🤣**