My Dear Fussy Husband
Be Weird

Someone pulled Nadin's hand until the woman stood up. The slender body that was initially sitting at the dining table looked resigned. He looked at the suspect with a confused face.

"What's up, Mom?" nadin asked with a soft face. The time has shown at 10 pm and Nadin just had time to eat rice.

"You don't remember what I said?" ask Garda. A handsome face wrapped in a black shirt that looks to hold back anger.

"The clean-up first. We are talking that Mas Dana is not tired anymore," said Nadin trying to be sane this time.

Actually Nadin already knows the direction of the Guard talks. The handsome man will definitely be discussing the dispute between Nadin and Sela this morning. So Nadin tried to buy time.

"Nad," call the Guard firmly. He directed the face of Nadin who had originally turned to look at him. "I told you I don't like it when you're defiant!" the sharp guard.

Nadin stared at the Guard's sharp bead. "But Mas-"

"I told you not to open a conversation with Sela" the Guard cut off Nadin's conversation. "But you fought with him instead?"

Nadin brushed off the tagan Garda who was still loyal to his face. He held the tagan left Guard with gazes that were still clashing with each other. "I was just going to eat food at first" Nadin explained. "Mbak Sela who started talking about me, Mas."

"Keep you back?" ask the Guard to make sure. Little nod Nadin welcomed the question.

"Nad," Call the Guard sounded frustrated. "You should just shut up" said the man.

"Mas wants me to be cuddled after someone else is ugly to me?" asked Nadin astonished. His grip on the left tagan Garda was immediately released.

"That's not what I mean," the Guard said. This time the man took Nadin's hand and grabbed him. "Mama can be even more dislike you, Nadin," the Guard said as he stared into his wife's clear bead.

Nadin was pensive to hear what the Guard said. "How much do you like me?" ask her with a thin smile. "Don't like it, ta, same me?"

The guard panicked at his wife's question. Apparently the man had just revealed a sentence that Nadin should never have heard. "That's not what I meant earlier," elak Garda with a panicked face.

"What do you mean by Dana?" ask Nadin. His eyes seemed to be holding more tears.

"You have nothing to think about" said the Guard at last. The man rubbed the corner of his wife's eyes that began to water. "Now I ask you not to repeat what just happened" the Guard said with a softened gaze.

"I should keep quiet if someone else is ugly to me?" ask Nadin to make sure.

"Please understand this situation, yes, Nad," the Guard said.

Nadin turned his face away from the Guard. The release of the two palms of the Guard framing her beautiful face. "Bath first. I have his clothes ready inside" said Nadin. "Dana's eating already?" ask the woman.

"I'm sorry I ate at the restaurant earlier," said Garda.

"I'll continue to eat, then" replied Nadin and turned to sit back in his chair.

"I wait inside, yes," the Guard said as he rubbed the top of Nadin's head gently.

Nadin stared for a moment at the Garda's back which slowly drifted away. The woman continued to put a spoonful of rice into her mouth. Along with that one tear began to fall. Nadin enjoyed his dinner accompanied by a sense of tightness that continues to torture.

...

"Mas Dana," called Nadin to her husband who was having breakfast.

"What?" sahut the man.

Nadin came near the Guard while carrying a container of supplies that he had washed. "It's not from me, is it?" ask Nadin.

Garda glanced at the container. "Just a container of supplies does not need to be in question," replied the Guard lightly.

Nadin chose to sit beside the Guard before replying to the man's words. "I don't want to bother with this, Mom. I was just asking, wasn't I?"

Garda put his spoon on a plate that was still filled with rice. "No," answered the Guard briefly.

"Continue having who? Did you get the supplies from someone else?" nadin asked.

It took a while for the Guard to answer that question. "It's Rivan's, '" replied the makeshift Guard.

Hearing that answer made Nadin look into her husband's eyes. Of course Garda was made clumsy with Nadin's gaze.

"Why look at me like that?" asked Garda with both eyebrows frowning. "You don't believe me? You're telling me I got supplies from another woman?"

Nadin smiled faintly hearing that. "I don't have any thoughts about that, you see, Mas," said Nadin with eyes that have not been diverted from the Guard. "When I was just thinking why Mas Rivan's stock could be with you," explained Nadin.

The guard immediately turned his face. The man again grabbed the spoon he had originally placed on the plate. Intend to finish breakfast.

"Kok you're so weird gini, anyway, Mas?" ask Nadin.

The guard turned to Nadin with a flat face. "You are strange," said the sharp Guard. "Morning is a storm," added Garda.

"Well, Mom?" Nadin looked at the Guard who stood up from his seat in confusion. "Will you leave now?" ask Nadin.

The Guard chose not to answer that question. He picked up the black bag that laid him on the chair. That made Nadin panic.

"His breakfast was first finished. The former is also not finished I ready," interrupted Nadin when the Guard will start to step.

"I'm already unappetizing," replied the Guard indifferently.

Nadin's face immediately turned panicked. Guard's hand was tightly blocked. "I'm sorry I made Mas Dana angry" Nadin said regretfully. He was immediately aware of his mistake this morning.

"I'm leaving now" said the Guard without replying to Nadin's apology.

From the front door of her room Anita watched the small debate. The woman clucked as she stepped closer to Nadin. Anita's arrival made Nadin shocked.

"You stay good at home enjoying my son's possessions. Do you think you deserve to suspect my son?" asked Anita sharply.

Nadin gulped violently. The woman was silent with both hands clenched beside the body.