My best friend, my Husband Teaser
Melisa's Departure

"We eat first, yes" Wildan told his wife.

"Yes, mas. I haven't eaten yet either. Afraid of missing the plane. I can't wait to see you, ma'am" Jihan said.

"Yes kangen?" Tempt Wildan while playing his eyebrows and Jihan nodded her head timidly. His face looks red. Even though their household was running for almost five years, they were still like people going out.

Wildan's car is parked in the restaurant's parking lot. Wildan took his wife to sola*ria restaurant. A favorite restaurant for both of them, Wildan knows his wife's favorite since they dated. Before marriage, Jihan and Wildan dated for three months. Eventually, Wildan decided to propose to Jihan as his wife.

"Rica-rica chicken rice, seafood fried rice, and two sweet iced teas" Wildan told the waiter.

"Ih, I really know that you are. Just play a message," Jihan said. A smile curled at the corner of his lips.

"That's what Mas doesn't know about you" woo Wildan played his eyebrows back.

They were talking, waiting for the food to come. Talk about it as long as they're not together. Jihan shared the story with her husband, during his time in Jakarta.

"Hopefully in the near future, you have no more out-of-town visits" Wildan said.

"Yes, Mas. I want it so too, Mom. I don't want to be away from you. Oh yeah, tomorrow my best friend comes to stay at our house" Jihan said, and Wildan just nodded his head.

The food they ordered finally came. It's time to enjoy the food.

Jihan and Wildan were seen taking turns feeding each other food. No shame in showing their romance in public.

"Later, if we have children. You just stop working, let's focus on taking care of the child. It's a pity that our son will have to stay out of town for days. Later his status became a change of auxiliary children," said Wildan.

"Yes, mas. I promise, I'll stop. I don't want my son to be like that. That is, before our child is born. I want to be satisfied to work first" said Jihan and Wildan assented.

Their food was gone, they decided to go home to rest. Jihan was already tired, she wanted to immediately feel the softness of the bed in her house.

They are now on their way home. Wildan was smiling when he saw his wife sleeping in the car. Her face is so adorable. Seen once in his face, that Wildan was so in love with Jihan.

Wildan's car just got home. He immediately parked his car. Then he immediately carried the body of the wife. Making Jihan sleep disturbed, until finally Jihan opened her eyes when the husband held her. Wildan was about to take himself to the room. Jihan appears to have her hands around her husband's neck. A smile rose at the corner of his lips. Her husband always treated her sweetly.

They've reached the room.

Wildan seemed to swallow his saliva, when he saw his wife lowered her robe in front of him. Showing his sexy body. After that, Jihan went straight into the bathroom. He wanted to go to the bathroom, to take a bath together, and let go of the longing. But he felt unbearable with the wife who had just returned home. Certainly, the wife was tired.

"Mas, let's change the bath! We pray isya congregate!" Take Jihan and Wildan. He immediately took a bath, and wudhu to pray congregational prayer.

After they finished praying, they decided to go to sleep. Wildan seemed to hold warm his wife's body, and gave a kiss on the top of his wife's head. It didn't take long, they were asleep.

The clock shows at 04.30 am, Melisa said goodbye to the mother and her son to leave for Jakarta. The atmosphere was full to accompany Melisa's departure to Jakarta. The child's rose seemed to shed tears, because it had to part with the mother. It was hard to separate from my mom.

"Smart mama's rose! Pray mama yes, hopefully mama quickly have a lot of money, so we can regroup. As long as there is no mama, Roses do not be naughty with grandma! You should be with grandma! Studying diligently, in order to be a successful person!" melisa's message to her son.

"Tuh, listen to your mama's words! Still small do not boyfriend-dating, do not quickly marry, if you do not want to live hard like your mother! Follow in the footsteps of Aunt Jihan. A smart school to get scholarships. Aunt Jihan's school always got a scholarship, until college. That is why it can be a great person, working in a big company in Jakarta. Have a husband who is looking for an established one, so that it can make you happy. Indeed, the love of doang makes the stomach full," said the grandmother.

"Jihan again! It was always Jihan he was proud of. I'll prove that I can succeed too, and get a rich husband like Jihan" Melisa said in her heart. The mother's words were so painful in the heart, that she intended to find a rich husband. Although later he will become an actor or mistress of old men. Most importantly, he could earn a lot of money.

Melisa left by taking an ojek to the station. With unanimous determination, she leaves her hometown following in the footsteps of her best friend. Now he is on his way to Jakarta, by train.

"Assynolajet. Ta, I've left Yogyakarta huh." Write Melisa in a chat message for Jihan.

Jihan had just finished praying, and immediately took her phone. To view incoming chat messages. It was his best friend who contacted him.

"Who called you early in the morning?" Ask Wildan while folding his alphabet. He just finished his dhikr.

"Relisa. He told me that he had departed from Yogyakarta by train" said Jihan and Wildan only oh ria.

"Vaalaikumsalam. Yes, Mel. Be careful on the road! Later when it reaches Bekasi station, I will say yes! I'll pick you up at Pasar Senen station" Jihan replied.

Jihan told her husband that she wanted to pick up her best friend at Pasar Senen station.

"Yes already, later pick up the same mas only. At 10:00 am we leave, so we can play first. After that, we just picked up your best friend," Wildan said.

"Yes, thank you. Sorry to bother you. Yes, I'd like to cook for our breakfast first" Jihan and Wildan said.

Jihan went straight to the kitchen to cook, while Wildan chose to relax watching television. Waiting for the wife to finish cooking.