Husband's Taste Friend
Chapter 11's

Viko walks weakly in the hospital hallway. His hands clasped tightly onto a prescription that he had to redeem to the pharmacy. Today doctors are prescribing differently with improved doses, and that's bad news. If the first prescription doesn't help means the condition is getting worse.

Viko sat in the chair looking at the prescription from the doctor. How long will he be able to survive with his heart? How long can he live a normal life? Two years? A year? Six months? Viko put her hand in the face, then breathed a sigh of relief. No matter what it is, what matters now is that his relationship with Nisa is an improvement. It's better than anything.

He smiled and walked to the pharmacy.

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Nisa giggles amusedly looking at the photo of herself with Yuda. He did not expect the boy to fascinate him.

As Nisa laughed to herself, Lena suddenly barged into her room without knocking on the door first. Nisa was surprised to stop her laughter.

“Mbak ...great-city ..!” lena panicked.

“Witch why?” Nisa asked casually.

“Miranda ... cancel cooperation with us.”

“What!!” Nisa instantly stood up straight with glaring eyes.

“Yes, just now suddenly his manager's phone, this week he's leaving for America. Coming home next month,” said Lena with a breath that is still boring.

“Aduuuh! Why not gini, anyway! Just yesterday they said okay.”

“Don't know, the manager said, to America is also sudden and can not be delayed. Family issues he said.”

Nisa dropped her body onto the chair. “Len, how many days are the exhibition held?” ask Nisa frustrated.

“Six days away, Ma'am,” Lena replied in a weak voice.

“There is no other way, we have to quickly find another artist.”

“But it's so hard, Ma'am, let alone the time it's been mepet. Dapet Miranda is also very profitable. The leader wants a top artist, while the famous artist is really on his schedule. Where they want to empty their schedule a month just to attend exhibitions and become Brand Ambassadors of our products.”

“Neg. Anyway, tomorrow we have to get a new artist, no matter how we have to get it! You see, if tomorrow is not dapet, there is no time to talk about the concept.” 

Lena snorted, how could tomorrow be, said Miranda also almost a month.

“Good, Ma'am,” said Lena was lethargic then left the room.

Nisa dropped her head on the table. ”Ya ampuuuunn is-there, anyway!” He must turn his brain how to get an artist to become a Brand Ambassador Vreeset.

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Nisa rang the bell of Seno's apartment like a possessed man. Today he was really stressed because he was looking for an artist. It goes here and there while pleading like a child****** who asked for a bone. Even the rough stuff he just swallowed. While he had to get rid of his prestige.

Seno walked lazily forward. He already knew who was the one who used to push the bell like that. That guy must be under a lot of stress.

When the door opened, Nisa immediately barged in and fell on the sofa.

“What's up?” seno asked while draping his hand on the chest.

“Sen, what should I do? Miranda monyong that suddenly cancels the contract with us in the last moments.”

“What contract?”

“Contract to Brand Ambassador Vreeset for shoe exhibition. Just six more days try. Poking me. Mampus!” nisa exclaimed while covering her face with a pillow.

“What makes you senewen like gini?” asked Seno with a plain face.

Nisa opened the pillow. Oon guy or what, anyway? Still asking senewen why again. Nisa is upset with Seno.

“Gua asked lo senewen because Miranda is considering a contract or lo senewen because of the nyari of another artist and not yet dapet?”

Nisa sighed, “Two,” she said listlessly. Seno leaned her shoulders against the wall and seemed to be thinking. A few seconds later, he snapped his finger. “Nis, you forgot yes, have a temen a Producer? Lala can definitely help lo.”

Nisa immediately sat up straight with her eyes twinkling.

“Bener Also.” Nisa smiled brightly. In his heart he drew his mind that Seno boy oon.

Nisa pulls out her phone and calls Lala. Anxiously Nisa waited for her phone to be picked up. A few seconds later, Lala lifted it.

“Halo ...,” Excite Lala.

“Halo La, sorry I disturbed you, you're asleep huh? Not good nih disrupt the new hostess.” asked Nisa while glancing at her watch shows ten o'clock at night.

“No, I just got home, here. Tumben lo nelefon me? I just happen to want to talk to you, Nis.”

“Apaan?” ask Nisa.

“Entar aja, lo first, what's my phone?” Nisa took a deep breath before calling out for her goal. “La, you have a girl artist acquaintance, whose schedule is empty for the next month?”

“Make what?”

“Make my shoe product Brand Ambassador at Asean.” Intercountry shoe exhibition

“Exhibition, yes? Mmm ...” Lala recalled whether there was an artist who was empty or not.

“It seems there is no deh,” said Lala. Nisa looked down sad. “Seriously no? Try again, please remember, I beg you! I can die if I don't get an artist tomorrow.” Nisa was almost crying out in frustration.

“Shortly, I'll take another snot....”

“If there is, I treat you to eat meatballs, deh.” 

“Bakso? Jesus, meatball doang? Very ticklish lo so people, pantesan aja lo cepet rich. As the chairman of the Marketing Team during his consultation meatballs doang.”

Nisa shuffled her own hair. Seno smiled amusedly, surely among them was an offer.

“Oke-okay it's up to you, anything ...”

“Well that dong. Deal, yes?”

“Iye-iye. What matters is there not an artist for me?”

“There. She just gave birth a few months ago, the plan is now she wants a comeback, which I know she will not take the job of filming first, because it is still bothered with her son who is still ASI. So Brand Ambassador seems like a good fit for him. I'll call him later. If I asked for sure he would not refuse.”

“Serius lo? Ah, yes aampuuunnn my dear lalaku, yes. By the way who is the artist?”

“Do_ni_ta.” Lala spelled it out to make it sound clear.

“Whaaatt seriously lo? Donita?”

“Two rius I.” Nisa drooped limp on the sofa, like there was a heavy burden that suddenly flew from her shoulders. This is a great relief.

“Bless you, tonight I can sleep well. Thanks yeah. Oh yes, what would you like to talk to me?”

Lala bit her nails. “Tomorrow I'll talk about it. All of you treat me,” said Lala. “OK deh, lo specify the place where.”

“Sip.”

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“Can be cool,” whispered Deni on Sofian.

“Neither wrong he became the chairman of his Marketing Team Vreeset Indonesia. How it works is crazy, amazing. Beautiful, pinter, hardworking anyway. But darling she's cold same guy.” Sofian whispered back.

“Bene, Yan. Except the same as the Leaning Yuda, tuh,” said Deni.

“Lena, Donita will be here at two o'clock, we will just meet. Arrange everything, yes ...,” said Nisa with a bright face.

“Now I want to have lunch outside first.” Nisa glanced at her watch, she made a pact with Lala at a cafe.

“Ready, Ma'am,” exciting Lena spirit.

“I go first, yes .…” Nisa wears a blazer then gets up and carries a bag.

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Nisa parked her car in Strawberry's cafe. Nisa doesn't know why Lala chose this cafe for lunch. Seeing this cafe decoration that is gaul abis, looks more suitable for school or college children, if for office women like himself he thinks less fit. But even so this cafe is still cozy. Make me feel at home for a long time hanging out there.

Nisa's gaze went around into the cafe, as she entered a female employee greeted politely while offering herself a seat, this afternoon the atmosphere of the cafe was quite full.

“I'm looking for my friend,” Nisa told the cafe employee. Shortly after, Nisa's pupils captured a woman wearing a uniform with the logo of a private television station where Lala worked. She is definitely Lala.

“That's her my friend,” Nisa said to the waiter. Nisa walks over to Lala's desk.

“Hey, have you been a long time?” said Nisa. Lala who was siphoning her drink was a little surprised.

“Hey, dateng also lo finally. Notwithstanding. Well pretty make my ass almost rusty,” said Lala ironi.

“Hehehe .. sorry was jammed on the road.” Nisa grinning.

“Lo has pesen food yet?” ask Nisa.

“Not yet, I will wait to nelaktir first.”

“Ya ampuuunn why not pesen first aja.”

“The desire is that, but I deliberately wait lo so that I can pesen the most expensive.”

“Basic robbed! Mas ...” Nisa called for the waiter.

Lala giggles. The two beauties ordered food, the waiter recorded the order, after it was done he went to the back.

“By the way, what would you like to talk to me?” Nisa immediately asked anyway.

“This is about Viko,” replied Lala. Nisa's forehead wrinkled. "The vic? Why her?"

“Nis, yesterday I heard Viko chatting with Brian in the workspace. I don't know, I wasn't too clear about it either. But at first glance I hear them talking about heart disease. Who has heart disease, right? Does Viko have heart disease?”

Nisa is instantly lost. “Hah? Heartache?” nisa asked surprised and curious. Lala nodded.

“Snow I am Viko not sick,” said Nisa.

“But ... I was horrified at a glance, my husband asked Viko to undergo a more serious treatment, Nis. Ask Viko, is she really sick? And if so, I want you to persuade him to seek treatment. I'm afraid she's Nis, now she's preparing her new novel, I'm horrified from my husband if the novel misses from deadline.”

Nisa breathed a heavy sigh. Is Viko really sick? Why didn't Nisa know all this time? Did Viko deliberately hide it from Nisa? If that's true, what should Nisa do? He remembered Viko's words a few days ago, 'Nisa, I'm still standing at my place, I will still stand waiting for you to turn and come to me. Forever__until I die.' Does Nisa have to come back to Viko?

Nisa closed her eyes trying to feel what she really felt in her heart for Viko. That's what Seno told him.

True, Nisa hates Viko because of that mistake, the girl was tormented for eleven years because of Viko, she was transformed into a cold woman on the man because of Viko. But, didn't Nisa miss him? Didn't Nisa want to see that man's face again? Hasn't he not opened his heart to another man for eleven years because he is still filled with one man? Didn't Nisa feel happy after knowing that Viko did not even betray her once? He kissed Gita because she threatened him?

Nisa let out a long sigh, then a drop of clear water droplets fell from the corner of her eyes. Now Nisa knows the answer. Viko was still in his heart.

Lala was stunned to find Nisa suddenly crying. “Nis, why?”

Nisa opened her eyes. “La, I want it to be the same Viko," said Nisa in a slightly vibrating voice.

Lala smiled broadly. “Iya Nis, you have to talk to him, I'm sure he will ngedengerin elo. But hopefully it's not Viko that hurts.”

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After returning to lunch with Lala, Nisa contacts Viko, they meet at the same place as yesterday after Nisa returned home.

Somehow the feeling of Viko is not good with the meeting now, especially when Nisa said, 'You have something I ask you.'

Does Nisa know anything? The meeting this time Viko who came first, when Nisa came, the man was already sitting sweetly accompanied by a cup of coffee that was still steaming.

“Sit, Nis,” said to Viko after Nisa was in front of her. Nisa dragged the chair and sat down.

“Capucino here is good, you order me later to pay this time.”

Nisa doesn't really hear what Viko says, now she just watches Viko's face, trying to make sure that what Lala says is wrong. Look Viko looks fresh, her face is not pale, she does not look like a sick person.

“Nis?” call Viko.

Nisa gnashing. “Oh, sorry.”

“You want to order something?”

“Oh, yes.” Nisa raised a hand calling the servant.

“Omong by the way what do you want to ask me?” ask Viko after the waiter records Nisa's order and leaves.

“I heard from Lala you were sick. Are you really sick?” Viko blinked, feeling right, Nisa knew something.

Viko turned her gaze the other way while chuckling. “So you meet me to ask silly questions like this? Let's see, do I look like a sick person?” said Viko while spreading her hand. “Nisa, we haven't seen you for eleven years, I want to discuss the important things with you. For example, tell me what experience you have been through for eleven years. I want to know how your life is until you become a successful woman at a young age.”

Nisa smiled blandly. “For eleven years I have suffered greatly. Because of suffering, I spurred myself until I succeeded as I am now.”

Viko swallowed the bitter saliva, not expecting Nisa to give such an answer. “I know, I've scratched a very deep wound in your heart. From that, I want to fix everything. I want us to start over.”

“You mean by starting?” nisa didn't understand. Viko smiled. Nisa was slightly stunned when she saw Viko's smile again. That smile was the smile that he really liked from Viko, he fell in love with that smile. Nisa did not expect to see that smile again.

“I want us to have a good relationship again, whatever you want what kind of relationship, friends, friends, or__girlfriend? For me to see you again is also very grateful. I don't want to be greedy, so I gave up everything to you.”

Nisa snorted while throwing her gaze to the side, then she looked at Viko again. “Alright we can start by connecting as friends.”

Viko smiled broadly. Suddenly, Viko's phone rang. “Sebentar.” Viko took her phone in her pants pocket. Along with that something fell from there. Nisa saw it lying next to Viko's chair. Nisa was researching the object while Viko was seriously talking to someone. It was wrapped in clear plastic, like a medicine. Nisa sharpened her vision. That's a drug! My God, is Viko really sick?

Viko dropped her phone. “Nis, sorry it looks like I have to go, there is a sudden affair, nih. It's okay if I leave now?”

“Alright, if you have to go, I also want to go home, kok.”

“Let's see you again, right?” asked Viko, Nisa nodded while trying to launch her smile.

“OK, I'll call you later,” said Viko before leaving.

After Viko left Nisa took the medicine that had fallen out of Viko's pants pocket.

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