Don't Call My Name
I'm Kan, Your Husband

Chapter 22

“Capek really today, Sad,” complained Zara so complete all her tasks today.

“Sad Sed, Sad Sed. Mean Lo?” gerutu Fasad could not accept being called like that.

“Yes, you're right, Sad ending,” chirps again happy to mock. “I want to take a break, yes. You want to sleep here or go home?”

“Yes times, you immediately tell me to go home. Just a day as your husband, he was told to separate the house. Very tight.”

“Then you sleep below. It is up to you to choose which room.”

“Ya ...,” de sah Fasad sounds disappointed.

“Your mother has come home?”

“Bone last time Jonathan.”

“Okay,” said Zara then passed to her room. The wedding book he received he put on the nightstand, “Tomorrow I'm your office, Mam. I want to take over everything that should be rightfully mine,” murmured again very optimistic.

In another room, Fasad was cleaning up the room he was going to occupy today. There were two rooms downstairs, but it was quite unlucky for him. Room A is like a warehouse, room B is the same even though it still looks better. Somehow how to solve it, this is very crowded and there is no way the Facade will fix itself. There are also some goods belonging to Zara that he could not remove—because there is no more room used for the warehouse, because so many clothes.

“Purchase clothes are expensive, used only once doang. Shop again tomorrow. And so it continues until the apocalypse. What do you want to do try?” Facades clucked in astonishment at the sight of all those items, “if it is sold in such a profitable way, nih. Cock me up again unemployed.” The facade grinned as it drew up its rotten plan.

Can't stand it, he called the girl to come down to come, “Zara! Zara, whoa! Down, Lo!”

“What the hell, so noisy!” reply grumbling. The girl's face was very upset. Seen from the direction of the stairs that directly lead to his room.

“You told me to stay in the warehouse?” reply Facade as well as ask, “enak aja.”

“You can ask for help ART make room finish.”

“Eh, if you think don't use your ass, yes! That much stuff can not be completed alone.”

“You help also.”

“You're tired, how am I.”

"You're right, man."

“Cowok is also human, Dodol!”

“Yes, how do you care. Think for yourself. Ribet.”

“Lagian you do anyway, shopping only.”

“You want to sleep aja ngerepotin people deh, Sad.”

“I want to rest, but the room is dirty, Zara. Same understanding husband, dong. Sin loh!”

The facade held a smile at the moment it was welcome to go upstairs. He immediately went there with his pritilan goods and.

“Awas if macem-macem,” threatened Zara as soon as Facade went into the room.

“Gue will also not napsu you.” The facade laid down his body on the bed right next to Zara lying down.

“Lying.”

“BODO SUPREME.”

“Don't dream Mr. Ustaz, married him to his wife.”

“BODO AMAT,” reply Zara no less loud.

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The next day, Zara woke up at five in the morning. Unlike usual, this time he slept in full clothes because he realized with whom he slept last night.

Not today they sleep together. On the set of the shoot was often—and the surrounding conditions forced them. Because filming locations in various places are not always friendly to live in. Especially in forests or buildings that are said to be quite haunted.

Not only that, even Fasadlah who sometimes help put on his costume. Everything that happens without boundaries is as if it were a normal thing. Because Zara thinks Fasad is the same as her.

It was enough day then. After getting tidy with her suit or office clothes, Zara immediately went down to pick up the car keys.

“I'm sure I won't, Zar?” resetting Facade to ensure. Zara chose to travel alone.

“Yakin, Sad. I don't want Mami I said you again like yesterday.” Zara heard last night from Fasad herself that her mother did not agree to her marrying her son. At least, Zara wants to take care of the heart of Facade that has often been repotted for the past few years.

“No papa times, it's normal. If you say again think of it through.”

“But, smell,” chirps, “dah is, I'm leaving first, well. Take care of the house equally as well as the rest of my work. Tar home I brought by-by.”

“Yes, suitcase money.”

“If I get a suitcase money I will not give it to you, dong, Sad. Very dear. By-by for you mah, enough tengginang aja.”

“Bby, origin one truck.”

“Crazy basics.” Zara chuckles at it.

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Seriate.

So, yes, yes.

Can't be much. Weekend I quality time.