My Friend to My Husband

My Friend to My Husband
Firhan's Decision


Apologies and regrets do not make Papa Dika lower his anger. Disappointment still holds his heart. Firhan of course apologized because his actions really did not describe the figure of a real man. Married secretly without the permission of both parents, and following the request of the wife is not true.


Where men are supposed to be priests and decision-makers in the household. Even in precarious circumstances he must still use common sense for the sake of the continuity of the household that he will build throughout his age.


“What will you do after this? Divorce the woman you married? Remember divorce is so unenforceable, Firhan. Papah is very disappointed with you.” Slowly Firhan nodded in understanding.


“I won't divorce anyone, Pah. Even though she contains the seeds of another man. But I love her. Lia's an innocent woman to this extent. She's just a victim we made a weapon to take her son.” Sesal Firhan once again made Papa Dika's face very shocked.


“Love? Does Zaniah know it's Firhan?” tanyanya and Firhan nodded.


Now Papa Dika knows what the cause of the commotion that just happened in the house of the child. The middle-aged man also massaged the thinning hard. Tired of hearing problems from the right child was beyond his expectations.


“What's in your brain, Firhan? It's so embarrassing. How can you afford to have two wives? It's not as easy as you imagine.”


Silence happened for a while. Firhan realized this was not easy. But everything has happened and he will show that he is responsible.


In the room, Zaniah also seemed to cry regretting everything he ran. Friends who he believes are still ordinary women who can dissolve in the cradle of passion.


***


His mind glanced here and there. Think about how his fate with the child ahead. Lillia really has no way.


“Yes God? What am I supposed to do? My mind is completely dead-end not knowing where to choose and what to do? I'm tired.” His tears that can only speak in the heart.


Having no one else really made Lillia want to go as far away from this earth as possible.


The cry of the two-bodied woman suddenly stopped when she felt the turmoil in her stomach strike again. Standing as hard as he could, he walked quickly to the bathroom. The whole new meal he ate came out again with no leftovers.


Several times he vomited stomach contents until finally Lillia sat on the bathroom floor. The more the flood of tears considering a time like this no one can take care of him. It hurts to have a pregnancy like this.


“Dad, Lilia is sick. Lillia's tired of taking Lillia away, Dad.” Her crying became in the bathroom. Dizzy feeling weak and sick here and there makes Lillia powerless to stay fine.


He washed his face with trembling hands. As strong as possible he got up and stepped holding the wall of the house as long as possible to get to the room.


His eyes were wide, staring at the spacious room, Lillia slowly spread her body. After spewing stomach contents really he is not strong anymore just sitting. Lying down the last option even though the stomach still feels very uncomfortable.