
In a spacious and luxurious room, with a dominance of brown and black paint. There is a man who is currently pacing indistinctly, while grumbling in every way, making others if they see him will definitely call himself a strange person. Or someone who is insane?
How can you not think weird? If the man kept walking around the table glancing at the wall clock, then after a few seconds had passed, he glanced at the clock again. But the difference he glanced at the clock hpnya not a wall clock. Isn't that weird?
"Damn it! Foot.... Stop stepping..... Don't make my head grow dizzy.....!!" Zeen grumbled, bending his body and blocking both legs, because his feet did not continue to step and make himself soybean.
Still with the same position, his mouth still continued to mutter. "Based on that village girl! He said to go for a minute? But these? An hour later, he hasn't come home yet? Was she not worried about her husband being sick? The wicked wife.." - The devil is upset.
Chequek... The door of his room opened, and automatically made himself turn his gaze towards the door with the same position that was still bent with his buttocks towering up.
Zeen's eyes glared when he saw Firo's figure in the middle of his bedroom door.
"Puffin.... Bhahahaha, what are you doing, brother? Why is your position like that?" Firo laughed out loud to the point of tears in the corner of his eyes, of course it made Zeen angry and upset simultaneously.
"You!!" furious Zeen, but again widened his eyes when he saw the figure of Vina who walked into his room.
Almost the glass of milk that Vina was carrying fell, if only his reflexes were not strong.
"Yesampun.... Why are you so?" Vina immediately ran over to her son, not forgetting to put the glass filled with white milk on the table.
"Why baby? Does your stomach hurt anymore? Do you need anything? Uh! Are you going to poop, baby?"
"Buahahaha, sorry.... Brother Zeen wants a dyed pup? Whoa... How embarrassing..." Firo laughed again until he held his stomach.
Zeen, who had recovered his position, walked quickly towards Fadli, with a hardened face and fists strengthening.
When he arrived right in front of his cousin's sister, he immediately gripped at her clothes and looked at his cousin with a sharp gaze. "How dare you laugh at me! Then I will destroy your whole body!" press Zeen with her face turned red.
Still with the remnants of his laughter, Firo looked at Zeen with a trifling look, then both of his hands were raised in the air. "Wow! Waw! Relax brother.... It's just that brother has threatened me." Firo said snickering cynically.
"So did you say? You underestimated me, you son of a bitch!" yelled Zeen, who was about to hit Firo's face but stopped, when Vina managed to separate them.
"Yesampun.... Don't be like that your cousin, why do mama's children continue to emotion anyway?" Vina took her son a little away from Firo.
"Yes aunty, try to say the same brother Zeen, take care of his emotions. It's just that a little bit immediately exploded his emotions." said Firo relaxed, not forgetting the view that continues to be fixed on Zeen.
"Already, it's Firo... You better go back to the room, than you look for trouble again with your brother." said Vina, expelling Firo with no less leisure, no less, making the young man snort then left the place without saying goodbye.
Zeen looked at Firo's vexed look with satisfaction. 'Rasain you're the culprit!' it stirs up in the heart.
"You are also Zeen, if there is nothing, do not carry the mute emotions. Try to be patient a little bit." Vina explained as she looked at her son with a headband.
Zeen snorted, then stepped onto the sofa and landed his hongkong there. He closed his eyes not wanting to answer Vina's words.
For a moment Vina sighed, then walked closer to Zeen did not forget her hand which had milk to give to her son.
"Yes already... Mama here just wants to pack milk for you, drink it." he said, giving her a glass of milk.
Zeen accepted. "Thank you, ma'am.."
Just as he stepped up, Zeen's voice suddenly stopped him.
"Wait a minute, Zeen wants to ask something." great-granddaughter Zeen while looking at her mother with a hesitant look.
"Yes baby? What do you want to ask?" vina asked, turning back to face her son.
"Emmm, that....."
"What dear? The obvious dong..." Vina started to wonder.
"That's mah... That's... Emm..."
The curious Vina started to get annoyed. "What the hell is Zeen! Don't it just, don't make mama curious dong!" his gerrick.
Zeen's face looked clear and lethargic, he suddenly took a breath and then covered it with a long gust.
Vina who saw that certainly felt strange. "Why are you Zeen? How long to breathe like that, like to fart anyway." his head he shook and saw his son with a strange look.
Zeen who had been feeling calm was back clucking, then looked at his mother with an annoyed look. "Ituloh mah! The village girl, isn't she home yet?"
Vina. "Makasud you Yuna?" reworked.
"Yes dong mah! Who else." snorted Zeen again.
"Yaampun called his own wife's name anyway.... Call him dong.." he nagged his son while glaring at his eyes.
Zeen did not answer, he was silent.
"Yuna hasn't come home to Zeen yet, maybe there's still some business" Vina explained.
"Telfon aja mah! Tell him to come home, it's two hours not yet home. Don't you think her husband's sick here." Zeen's whizzing.
"Well? Well phone itself dong, you also have hp?" Vina looked confused by her son's behavior.
Asked like that, Zeen even lowered her head staring at the table in front of her. "Don't have the number anyway." great-granddaughter Zeen, closing her eyes in embarrassment.
"Huh?" Vina gawking. "Forgive this child! What kind of husband are you Zeen? His wife's number doesn't know?" petting Vina, made to groan while patting her forehead hard.
"Well... How else would you like to...."
Zeen rolled her eyes at her mother, then turned her eyes to the side staring at the painting frame with a small bite on her lower lip. 'Actually there is, but I'm ashamed....'
TBC.
Sorry yes gaes, if the story seems monotonous🙏 Author is still trying again and again, let this story be more exciting. But the name of the business definitely takes time ya😊 so sorry Author if the story between Zeen and Yuna has not been progress at this time, or impressed the road in place🙏