My Friend to My Husband
The Negligence of a Wife

After the market Wuri smile can not be separated from the face of the ayu. Until he arrived home, he still smiled, it felt satisfied to shop alone without lecturing the waiters when shopping from the market. There are always those who think their choices are not good.

In the doorway, Mr. Dika was ruffled around his waist in a neat suit, shaking his head at the arrival of his wife and the others.

"Eh Papah are you leaving for work?" Geez it's bad luck apparently Mamah to forget that Papah breakfast has not been made" said Wuri without showing his regretful face. A smile still adorned the woman's face.

"Let Lia prepare her breakfast for a while, Pah." said Lillia swiftly want to move but the in-laws had already prevented it.

"It is not necessary. Papah is leaving now. Your mother is the mastermind, Lia. Into the market don't you remember the time anyway, Mah?" annoyed Mr. Dika looked at the wife in wonder.

Because his wife usually neglects her duties as a wife. "I'm sorry Mommy, Pah. Last night it was very exciting to be with Lia. Tomorrow Mamah promise not to be like this anymore." now Wuri just lowered her head. She regrets neglecting her duties to her husband.

Unable to dispel the spirit on the face of the wife finally Mr. Dika chose to approach he rubbed the wife's shoulder and hugged her. "Here you go, Papah go first. Later lunch in between well, it's vegetables and meat seems fresh all." pointed out Mr. Dika nodded by his wife.

All the maids were just smiling looking at the atmosphere of the house that morning looking different. They were getting more and more comfortable with Lillia's existence in this mansion. Everything looked different, unlike when Zaniah was a son-in-law. Let alone to stay at the house of the in-laws one night, just visit a matter of months even though their house is in the same city.

Even Wuri who often visited under the pretext of asking for grandchildren. Actually the woman was so lonely, but the son-in-law who was not so sensitive made her often vent her loneliness with hurtful remarks.

"The chest...Papahs!" Calls were heard and a wave of Wuri's hand was given accompanying the departure of the husband.

The warm atmosphere was felt at the Wuri residence that morning, not the same as in the place of the child and his daughter-in-law who were in other cities.

Zaniah had been cleaning up after all night he could not fall asleep. Although closed his eyes but the feeling that made him restless and afraid continued to fill his mind at that time.

"Mas! Mas Firhan!" several times he called the name of the husband but still a state of silence there was no answer.

His eyes were flowing into every room and the husband was not there. The briefcase that was on the desk last night is no longer visible. Zaniah was sure her husband had gone to work.

Now he is sitting at the dining table with a fried rice breakfast from the hotel. Zaniah was sure her husband had ordered it for her.

Slowly his hand moved to grab the phone and turn it on. So many messages entered his cell phone from his husband and others from his best friend. Even every message that Lillia sent was so visibly an expression of anxiety. No wonder the pulse of the woman until it runs out sends a message to Zaniah.

At the end of the incoming message Zaniah saw some messages that only came from telkoms*l said to charge him a message fee. Which means Lillia doesn't have enough pulses to send any more messages.

"I don't know, Zen. Is it with me that you're really anxious or are you really happy? I don't even recognize you very much anymore." muttered Zaniah staring at the stranger at the friend's number.

Various prejudices about Lillia Zeni had filled her head now.