My Friend to My Husband
The Cold Morning

The new state of the room unknowingly made the body of Lillia Zeni who was accustomed to makeshift facilities now completely spoiled. He slept soundly in the room in his friend's house. The thought that made him dizzy did not

again bothering him at this time. Smooth snoring was heard accompanying the night's sleep as well as a thick blanket.

The clock on the nightstand pointed at the number one night, apparently making the woman's stomach feel sore. It is natural indeed as women who are two-bodied have a higher hunger level than women in general who are not pregnant. And that made Lillia Zeni decide to open her eyes immediately.

"Are hungry, mom's son hungry too huh? We'll go to the kitchen for a second, okay? I hope there is food there. And hopefully no one, mom is so embarrassed, son." he muttered smilingly rubbing his stomach.

Although the house is the house of the friend, but circumstances like this make both feel there is a distance to be

their proximity barrier.

Lillia frowned when she heard a loud snoring in the television room with a dim light. Slowly he closed the door and turned on the main light in the room.

"Dear my God, Mas Firhan?" he closed his mouth slowly.

Lillia was surprised to see her best friend's husband sleeping curled up on the sofa. Really, he couldn't bear to see that. Even now Lillia turned her head towards the main room door, tightly closed. That means Zaniah is in the room without any intention of catching up with her husband.

Soon she forgot her original intention to leave the room, Lillia Zeni returned to the room and took the blanket she was wearing in her room earlier. Covering the body of her best friend's husband and into the room.

Indeed, he did not know at all if when wearing a blanket, it turned out that Firhan was shocked but held back his surprise.

"She's a good woman. Poor Lillia." firhan murmured at the not-so-obvious sight just now. His eyes closed but he left a gap to see who gave him the blanket.

In the end, Firhan chose to go back to sleep with the blanket.

Just wanting to fix her sleeping position on the sofa, Firhan's mind was reminded of Lillia's figure

"In the other room there is always a blanket one, it means he will be cold." Firhan's mind is not up to the heart if pregnant women who pay attention to it to cold. It will make his body catch a cold later.

Soon he woke up from a short sleep and brought the blanket closer to Lillia Zeni's tightly closed room.

"Yes, I'll just give you this blanket. Poor him." said Firhan reassured himself.

Until the moment his hand will hang to knock on the door of the room, suddenly the door of the room from somewhere else opens. There Firhan turned to look at his face and

the red nose made him sick. Zaniah stood at the door

her room looked at her husband with a difficult look.

"Niah," said Firhan, holding his hand to knock on Lillia's room door.

Zaniah's tears fell when she saw the husband in front of the friend's room, especially the blanket in her husband's hand. She did not want to hear the voice of her husband, immediately Zaniah went back into the room and locked her. Lost the intention to

she followed her husband and asked to go into the room.

"Gosh what else is this?" swear Firhan while scratching his head rough.

Does he really know what is happening to his life right now? Who forced him to be on this road? Why should he bear all this?

"Don't open the door!" firhan shouted for the umpteenth time.

Silently there was no answer, Firhan was getting dizzy.

While in the room Zaniah beat his head and his own chest. The pain that he felt could not be explained and interpreted at this time.

Until the incident that night without feeling welcoming morning that felt so cold.

"Mas! Mas Firhan!" The female voice faintly made the figure of Firhan blink and opened his eyes glare.

A beautiful woman with a full belly was standing in front of her this morning. A friendly smile she put on well there.

"The breakfast is ready, my friend. Why sleep here?" Lillia Zeni asked without any intention. He was only confused last night to see Firhan sleeping on the sofa, this morning saw Firhan sleeping in front of the bedroom door with a sitting position leaning on the door leaf.

"Lillia," said Firhan immediately getting up from his seat.

Along with that, the door of the room opened from the inside. Zaniah with a fresh face even though damp after a night of crying without sleep made Lillia Zeni very surprised.

"Zan, what's wrong with you? Zan, what's going on?" Lillia Zeni approached her best friend by holding her hand.

Although in her deepest heart, Lillia Zeni felt that it must have something to do with their marriage. Unfortunately, Zaniah kept trying to smile and shake his head. He did not want to show his sadness in front of his best friend anymore.

Because he took care of his marriage with his best friend. Lillia Zeni was currently not only a friend, but her rival as a wife.

"I'm fine, Zen." replied Zaniah.

There is no warm face that Zaniah always gives to his best friend again.

"Go in the shower. I'll make breakfast." Zaniah asked without intending to look at the husband.

"I made you breakfast. Come on, Zan, let's go to the dinner table." Lillia Zeni clasped Zaniah's hand as usual.

Unfortunately Zaniah pushed Lillia Zeni's hand slowly. He walked towards the dining table with a face that tended to endure pain.

Lillia Zeni was speechless at the attitude of her best friend. Indeed, he was confused this morning why his best friend like he did not recognize anymore at this time.

"Where are you going?" zaniah asked when she saw Lillia Zeni was about to leave the dining room when she saw Firhan was ready with his work clothes and sitting at the dinner table.

"Em I want to take a shower and clean the house, Zan." said Lillia Zeni a little awkward to see the cold aura in the house this morning.

"Hope with us, don't do anything. You are pregnant." said Zaniah without intending to mention the name of Lillia Zeni with the call Zen.

Firhan who was looking at Lillia Zeni closed his eyes for a second as if to signal to obey the wife. In the end, Lillia Zeni sat down and had breakfast with them. Breakfast was very quiet. However, no one knows if

in silence, Firhan was enjoying the morning meal with a very delicious taste. Although only fried rice but a blend of vegetables, meat suir, and other spices are very delicious.

Unfortunately the taste of pleasure is not felt in the sense of taste Zaniah. Her troubled heart made her appetite disappear. All the food he ate as well as the sweet milk tasted bland on his tongue.