My Friend to My Husband

My Friend to My Husband
Meeting After One Year


In a park around the elite housing complex that afternoon became the meeting place of the figure of two friends who had never heard from each other.


Lillia Zeni sat pensively with her remaining sales items. Her tears welled up in those beautiful eyes.


“Where should I look for extra money again? The cost of delivery is not cheap. My God, why should I get this?” Truly Lillia was actually cursing the man who was making her pregnant at this moment. I don't know who that bej*at guy is.


While from the side of the small street in the park it looks a couple who are quietly.


“Zan, let's take a break. Remember you're in a pregnancy program. Must take care of health.” The real Firhan no longer knew how to persuade his wife not to keep quiet.


“I'm tired, Mas. I'm tired of getting calls every day from Mamah. Do I have to buy people's wombs so that the question disappears from my life.” he said without caring where they are.


The moment they should have enjoyed quietly that Sunday afternoon, was suddenly broken because in the middle of their jog Zaniah got a call from the in-laws.


In fact, he had to drink every day various kinds of potions that the in-laws sent to their homes.


Firhan knew the wife's mood was very bad that afternoon. He does not want their problems in knowing outsiders especially the situation is very crowded. All he has to do now is keep his wife safe with him.


Until the move suddenly stopped when Zaniah's eye bead caught a figure that disappeared from his life since the last reunion a year ago.


“Zen,” a very familiar call that makes the owner of the name turned his head. Only one person used to call him that.


His eyes met the gaze of the sports-clothed beautiful woman as well as the hat that protected his face from the sunlight that afternoon.


“Zan,” Lillia Zeni who is familiarly called Zeni only for Zaniah the friend also called back the name of the friend.


They smiled and hugged each other.


“I finally met you too. Why is it so hard to find you, Zen? I went home even with your cell phone I tracked down with my husband's man. But your phone is never active again.” Long broad Zaniah complained while letting go of their embrace.


“Don't be sad, I'll be with you. Oh yeah, this is Mas Firhan. He's my husband. Mas, this is Zeni. The friend who always accompanied me when you were abroad. You remind?” Zaniah suddenly smiled as if the burden that had just made him angry was now gone somewhere.


“Em,” Fihran nodded at Lillia and smiled warmly.


“Wah so this is the husband that made my best friend always want to change years quickly? Congratulations Zan, your long distance relationship is finally over. Surely you are very happy right now from getting married you are always ldr-an.” Lillia was trying to make her mind fine.


It was in his deepest heart that he was eager to shout, at the man who had ruined his life like this.


Without realizing it, his sincere speech made the smile on Zaniah's face disappear instantly.


“Zen, this is not what you think.” Zaniah's speech was cut when Firhan clasped his wife's hand.


“Zaniah, we should go home. The day is getting glasses.” said Firhan immediately. However, Zaniah held back her steps that attracted her husband.


“Zen, give me your phone.” Zaniah's hasty peech.


Soon Lillia gave her best friend a cell phone.


“OK, don't change phone or number again. Remember there is me,” Zaniah immediately left without having time the two exchanged grief.


On the way home, Firhan commemorates his wife.


“Zaniah, I'm warning you all right, honey. We are married, do not show your household problems or tell others. Even your own best friend.” Mood Zaniah is starting to get worse again.


He did not like it if anyone made a line in his friendship with Zeni.


“Mas, I know the limits in getting along. But I still need a sharing friend, Mas. Zeni is the only person who has always been there for me. Even when you are not there.” said Zaniah kekeh.