My best friend Muhallil's husband
PERSIMMON

Wenda heard the whisper of Risa's mother. He became agitated and repeatedly glanced at Dion who was still indifferent to the situation.

You fucking kid! He promised to be nice. Now, what kind of attitude is she showing? Risa may fail to be my daughter-in-law!

"It's okay, Ma. Risa loved him. Indeed, that's the attitude of Mas Dion, impressed cold towards everyone. Risa can accept any shortcomings," said Risa published a satisfied smile from Wenda's face.

"Dion's charm is never defeated!" muttered Wenda while continuing to put on her smile.

"Can we start now to talk about their wedding date?" exclaiming Risa's father who just opened the sound.

"Can, can! The faster it gets, the more it's going to be!" wenda replied snatching quickly. It was not Dion or Risa who answered, but it was Wenda who hurriedly answered her with a flushed face.

Seeing the strangeness in front of him, Risa's mother reassured her son, not wanting his son to fall for a moment and fall in a bottomless hole. "Risa, are you sure you want to continue this marriage? I think something is wrong with your future husband's family," whispered his mother who looks careless to see Wenda's attitude.

I don't think this is a weirdo. Naturally Mas Dion was so cold, because the only one who wanted this marriage was me and his mother.

"Ma, don't doubt anything. Risa's decision remains one, we will get married" said Risa firmly.

His mother could only take a long breath. He himself is at war with his heart. Is what you think true, or is it just your thinking?

After further discussion, it was agreed that their marriage would take place in three weeks. And all that too at Wenda's request, she was in such a hurry to immediately marry Dion to Risa.

"So, you've agreed, huh? Their marriage will be held in three weeks" said Risa's father representing decision-making.

"Yes" replied Wenda.

All the decisions that have been taken, all according to Wenda's voice. Because Dion just kept quiet, didn't say anything. In fact, his eyes were very reluctant to glance at Risa who had always looked at him with interest.

...*****...

For two days Farhan and Ameera set foot on their homeland. Although there is a lot of drama that must be lived when they want to go home, but Ameera still chose to follow her Husband. It was not because he was uncomfortable living with his parents-in-law. However, Farhan did not issue a mandate to keep Ameera, so he did not dare to apply.

They had just finished dinner and were now sitting in Tivi's room.

"Mass?" call Ameera, Farhan who had been focused on seeing his favorite broadcast turned his head.

"Yes?" sahut Farhan is short.

"Mas, Meera hasn't been to Dad's house in a long time. The plan is tomorrow Meera wants to visit Dad. Is it possible, Mas?" ask Ameera.

"Of course I can. Ask the main Mang Kardi to take you there. Do not go alone by public transport," said Farhan, his eyes refocused on his favorite broadcast.

"Thank you, Mum!" Ameera dropped her head on Farhan's shoulder.

"Sama-sama," Farhan replied as he stroked his wife's head. "Tell me, Mas can't come to visit yet. If there will be free time, Mas will come with you back home," said Farhan.

"Yes, I must understand" said Ameera.

"If you feel drowsy, you go straight in and just sleep!" farhan.

"Where are you going?"

"There are still reports from the financial division that I haven't checked. Maybe a little long, you just go to sleep," said Farhan again.

"No, Meera wants to come!" Ameera whines spoiled.

"When do I check the financial statements?"

"No! Meera just read a book," he replied explaining.

"All right, come with me!" bring him.

Ameera immediately followed behind Farhan. Come into Farhan's office. Farhan began to sit in his seat of greatness, while Ameera was still busy choosing the book he wanted to read.

After getting the book she wanted, Ameera landed her ass on the couch. Even though he seemed to be reading a book, but actually it was just a cover. From behind the book he was holding, his eyes kept busy stealing the view of Farhan who was focusing on matching his report data.

"My husband is too handsome. Every time I saw his unlimited face, I immediately Tremor. Fortunately Allah SWT gave me a strong heart" he murmured, giggling indistinctly, and it caught Farhan's attention.

Farhan turned to look at Ameera, his hand still holding the map. "Why? Is there anything funny?" asked Farhan while narrowing his eyes.

"Ah? Nothing, Mas. The book that Meera read turned out to be a comedy genre. It's all funny" he said.

"Oh, just keep reading. The important thing is that you are happy" said Farhan, who did not pay much attention to his wife.

Ameera held a smile, she could have told a lie.

A few hours passed. Farhan's task was finally completed. He stretched his stiff hand muscles while yawning wide. His eyes caught the shady sight before him. She smiled as she looked at Ameera who was asleep on the sofa hugging the book.

"It's a book about business, I've read this book repeatedly but there's no comedy!" farhan murmured while flipping through the book.

Farhan put the book on the table, then he took his wife in bridal style and walked to their room.

Slowly he put Ameera on the bed. Then Farhan sat down beside Ameera, stroking Ameera's flat stomach slowly. There was a great hope he always wanted.

"Hopefully you can get pregnant soon, baby. So that we can maintain the integrity of our household," Farhan murmured. And that's what he always said. Hope that simple request can be immediately granted by the creator.

...****...

The morning came, the weather was not very sunny today. A cloud over the city.

"You want to visit Dad?" ask Farhan.

"So, Mas. Meera called Dad. Dad said he would wait and prepare many of Meera's favorite meals. It's a pity that Meera didn't come, right?"

"Yes, you be careful, yeah! I'm sorry I can't accompany you" Farhan said.

After Farhan's departure, Ameera also rushed to prepare herself. Not to forget, he sent a message first to his father.

Ameera went down and met Mang Kardi to ask to deliver her.

While on the way, Ameera glanced at a restaurant that provided her father's favorite food.

"Mang, stop by the restaurant at the front fork, yeah!" pinta Ameera's.

"Okay, Madam!"

After entering the restaurant in question, Ameera immediately ordered three servings of his father's favorite food. He did not buy anything else because his father also cooked a lot of food at home.

"Ameera?!" call someone whose voice is well known to Ameera.

Ameera looked over, rightly guessed. Dion called him.

"Mas Dion?" greet Ameera.

"You alone?" tanya Dion looked at Ameera with a smile. It was great to meet Ameera.

"Yes" replied Ameera.

"Where's Farhan?" ask Dion again.

"It's gone to work!" answer Ameera.

"Oh, it turns out he has got a job as well" said Dion underestimated.

"Yes" replied Ameera again.

"Sir, how much is the total?" ask Ameera because her order is ready.

"Totally two hundred and eighty thousand."

Ameera took out three hundred bills. His hand was held by Dion.

"Let me pay, Meera!" said it.

"No need, Mom. I have money!" ameera answered, which offended Dion.

"Meera, why is your change so drastic? Is it because you love Farhan?" ask Dion

"Fell in love?" ameera repeated.

"Yes, your change of attitude shows that you already love that useless man!

I hope it doesn't happen because you know best why you can get married. And you have to come back to me. So, never fall in love with her" Dion chanted, making Ameera's ears hot.

"Dion, I hope you can keep your mouth open to not say the wrong thing over and over again. You yourself also know best I hate it so much every time you say that! And you always repeat the same thing! I'm in love with my own husband and have nothing to do with you!" kecam Ameera's. He paid the bill for his food and took the package and left immediately. Leaving the silent Dion dumbfounded on the spot.

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