My Friend to My Husband
Caring for Wife

Lunch went on in silence, Zaniah who was aware of the problems at her wedding also seemed to be trying to be okay. How could he come home sad? Both her parents may suspect trouble with Firhan. No, Zaniah won't until her parents figure this out.

"Zaniah, what about your best friend. Have you not met yet? What's his name, Mom?" ask the father who spontas make Zaniah choke on his food.

"Geez, this is a drink first. If you eat carefully, son." said the mother rubbed Zaniah's shoulder. Then she answered the husband's question.

"Lillia Zeni, Dad? have you never heard her name either? Haven't you seen her until now?" penny asked which made Zaniah speechless for a while.

The sad face of the child seems to cause misunderstanding between the parents. "Patience dear, if he still has God will surely bring you together. You are friends who love each other will certainly not be separated forever." said the mother who only made Zaniah could only satin.

"If you want me to help you get people to find Lillia, Zaniah. It's not hard if he's still in the same country as us." said the father made Zaniah shake his head slowly.

"No need, Dad. Zaniah was fine, last heard from someone, he was married and lived happily. Maybe that's why I forgot about Zaniah." Zaniah's remark made everything at the dinner table seem to frown.

It seems impossible like that, because from a long time ago friends with her son, Lillia never showed a bad attitude to both parents Zaniah, Zaniah, he always faithfully accompanied the child whatever Zaniah asked for help with the pleasure of Lillia always helped him, and vice versa.

"The hell is he?" ask Penny doubtfully.

Zaniah as quickly as possible to shift the subject by asking to eat it in addition. "Mother, please get that. Zaniah was hungry" he said, finishing all the food on his plate and of course it made everyone feel relieved. At least Zaniah was fine with eating voraciously.

At night, Zaniah decided to rest. Wanting to go home it was impossible for his body to feel unusually tired.

"Mas, can I stay at Mom's? My body is tired." she complained as she sent a message to her husband.

Across the street, Firhan, who was eating with Lillia, finally read the wife's short message. "Yes, is it okay or do you want Mas to pick you up? It just so happens that tomorrow I don't go to work in the morning. It was a little new afternoon to the office." said Firhan who offered to pick up the wife.

However, the reply of the message made Zaniah reluctant to trouble the husband and finally chose to refuse. His relationship with Lillia has improved and he believes in his husband and his best friend.

"Zaniah did not come home, he said tired. Now you rest, huh? Mas want to go to the workspace first." said Firhan after finishing his dinner.

"Well, Mas." replied Lillia gently and obediently.

As much as Firhan, Lillia felt her eyes were still not sleepy, she chose to clean the kitchen, clean the ingredients she would cook tomorrow morning until all the conditions of the house looked clean.

Slowly his eyes closed he reopened. Nausea in his stomach suddenly disturbing drowsiness that began to come.

The sound of vomit was heard several times echoing in the bathroom of the kitchen room. Even some time the owner of the voice was still not out of the bathroom.

Along with the figure of the man who entered the kitchen about to take drinking water, his forehead seemed to wince at the sound of people vomiting.

"Lillia? Lia?" Firhan who was aware of Lillia's voice finally banged on the bathroom door.

"Mas," greeted the woman with a limp face after removing her entire stomach in the middle of the night.

"Lia, what are you doing? You vomit? Sick? We go to the hospital, okay?" firhan said so anxious to take his wife to the hospital right then and there.

However, Lillia shook her head and clasped Firhan's hand so as not to prepare anything. "No, Mas. This is not pain but nausea congenital baby like it. I just want to go to the room, Mas." he said he wanted to step but his limp body suddenly made Lilllia fall in the hands of Firhan who quickly caught him.

"Lia," Firhan was very panicked to see the woman he was addressing at this moment.

"I'm just gonna take a break." Trying to make Lillia get up and walk on her own, but Firhan felt unsure. He also took the initiative to help Lillia to the room and accompany her.

"Mas get out of here." said Lillia reluctantly both in the room.

Firhan. "No, go to sleep immediately. Mas will make sure you're okay just left Mas." said Firhan softly. No more flat and indifferent face to the second wife.

Not only had Lillia's eyes closed she ran back to the bathroom spewing out her entrails. There Firhan faithfully massaged the woman's neck in the bathroom. On her papa Lillia returned to the bed and covered her.

"Sleep, let Mas put eucalyptus oil on your body." Wanting to refuse, Lillia said as Firhan returned.

"Let me do my duty as a husband. At least there is something Mas did from the many obligations of the husband that Mas did not give to you Mas's wife." Lillia's plan only resigned when her neck was covered with eucalyptus oil and the palms of her forehead and soles of her feet.

Until unconsciously Lillia slept with her husband beside her.