My Disable Husband's
Chapter 15

06:30 Morning.

The god came out of his room with a neat appearance. Dressed in trousers and a jacket wrapped around his body, the man who works as a teacher at one of the city's top international High Schools then approached the dining table, the place where the little wife was already there with a few loaves of bread, a cup of coffee, a glass of milk, as well as a few jams on the table. The school where God teaches never gives special rules regarding teacher clothes. Make the man did not have to bother wearing uniforms or other formal clothing. It is important to be polite.

"Wow! You're the one who's making this?" Dewangga asked while sitting his body on one of the dining table chairs, right next to Zee Zee.

Zee who was engrossed in his phone then turned to the God with lazy eye.

"According to lo?!" Cynical ask.

The gods smile sweetly. A little bit of progress Zee Zee showed this morning.

"Thank you, dear" he said later.

Zee grieving. "Don't call me baby!"

That guy doesn't care. He grabbed a cup of black coffee made by Zee Zee and observed the black water for a moment. The gods smile. Coffee is too diluted and clear for the Gods. I don't know how little coffee Zee Zee put in. Making the gods sanction to drink it.

"Why?" Tanya Zee who was beside Dewangga when she realized the motion of the husband who did not directly drink his coffee.

The god turned his head, then smiled cutely without saying a word.

"Not to be afraid, there is no cyanide!" Zee Zee.

The god smiled again as the mangosteen. But that's not what was on the man's mind. He thought more about the taste of the drink now in his hand.

The god took a deep breath. He then began to sip coffee made by his wife. And...

Gleeleek....

Justright. Too sweet. There's only sugar in there. The coffee was not felt at all. The god closed his eyes. The torture was quite annoying but he had to endure this sunny morning. Well, let's just say this is a form of good intention to appreciate the wife's efforts to make him coffee.

"Why?" Ask plain Zee.

"Hmm?" God asked while turning his head and trying to display his smile.

Zee hush. Looking at her husband full of eyes.

The god then smiled. "Not what. Sweet coffee. Thanks, yes," he said. "But next time, the sugar doesn't have to be much. I'll show you the right amount of coffee."

Zee didn't answer. God sipped that sugar-flavored coffee again. He then turned to look at the glass of white milk in front of Zee Zee. It was also his wife's milk. The color is also clear. Not as thick as milk in general. More like used water washing rice🙈

"Why not drink?" Ask Gods.

Zee hush. He flicked his lips while wriggling. "There is no taste" he replied later.

The god squealed then chuckled. "Why don't you add milk?" Ask.

"However? I don't know...!" Whine the woman.

The god shook his head while displaying his smile.

"Take the milk!" Later decrees.

"Actually what you learned during nineteen years of life on earth, until you can't make milk," said Dewangga while spooning a few tablespoons of milk powder and put it in a glass of milk the wife then stirred it.

"Not to start, huh. Don't talk about me!" said Zee.

"I didn't say anything about you. I'm just asking. At this age of yours you've lost to many of the kids out there!" dewangga.

Zee raised one corner of her lips. He slightly brought his face closer to the face of Dewangga. Make the god stop his movement to look at the beautiful face with the chubby popo.

"Bodo very! Weeekk....!" zee replied as he stuck out his tongue at the end of his sentence.

The gods did not answer. He raised one corner of his lips to look at the expression of his big toddler. Fucking baby. Sometimes salty, sometimes gesin, so bite pen! Uh.....🤭

The man puts milk in his hand.

"Have, drink!" Speak with the Dewangga after finishing with the activity. He then placed the box of powdered milk on the table. Zee kept her face away from her husband. He then grabbed a glass of warm milk and downed it.

"Nake?" Ask Dewangga.

Zee was silent for a moment, then nodded faintly.

"Lumayan," he answered. But silent still a smile formed from the tiny lips that are still attached to the glass. Dewangga milk is very fitting in his mouth.

Gods grieving. His hand was about to randomize Zee Zee's long hair, but the woman refused. The gods pulled his hand back from there.

"Yes already. Eat up! Day rush!" Tell the man then.

The god then grabbed a bottle of peanut butter there and applied it to a piece of fresh bread that Zee had prepared.

"Oh yeah, today I hope you don't act anymore. Go home when you finish college. We have no helpers, so we have to clean this already too dirty house together later in the day" said Dewa.

Zee didn't answer. Face indifferent. He was absorbed in his morning meal.

"Later for the task. It should be clean that house in the morning. But because your wake is always late, yes. Doesn't matter. Clean during the day. Okay?" Ask Dewangga.

"Hmmm..." Zee cuek replied while playing his phone.

Gods nodded. He returned to his bread.

"Who are you leaving with today?" Ask the gods again.

Zee hush. He bit back into the bread that was not intact. The woman seemed to shake her head. Since then he has been upset because Nadira can not be contacted. Though usually every morning he always went to campus with the woman.

"If no one picks you up, you can leave with me. We're in the same direction, right? That's also if you want" said the God while looking towards Zee. He put a piece of bread at the end of the fork into his mouth.

Zee hush. He seemed to take a long breath. But in fact, he did not want to go with the gods. It's prestigious! But how? Dira could not be contacted. Lazy also if you have to order a taxi or taxi online. He doesn't like to wait!

"Zee..." God spoke again as if waiting for a response from the woman.

Zee Zee let out a long sigh, then clucked in annoyance. The woman then nodded. The gods smile. The man put a piece of bread back in his mouth. The morning meal of the couple continued before the two left for college and school together.