My Friend to My Husband

My Friend to My Husband
Firhan's anger


Vibrations


the body on the corner side of the room seemed difficult to stop. Even the tears kept on


flow until listening when the sound of the car in the front yard


stop over.


Unusually


firhan's return did not get any welcome from his wife. Finally, he too


take the initiative to enter a house that even leaves the door wide open. His forehead


shriveling wonder.


Slowly however


he must have stepped into an unlocked room.


“Niah?”


Slowly Firhan approached holding the shoulder of the wife who was turning her back.


Her eyes


turn away when Zaniah sobbed and showed red eyes there.


“Zaniah? What


that happen? Hey.” Firhan's hand cupped the wife's face. That guy really


shocked to see the situation of the wife who was really chaotic.


His return


from working with a tired body expect to get a warm hug and smile


shady from Zaniah, it is now tense.


“Mas Firhan, China,


I beg you this time do not hinder me again to decide something.” Zaniah.


the more I said that with my husband.


“What


meaning, Niah? Explain to me what happened?” Firhan is so anxious


seeing the wife who actually said another without intending to answer


the question.


“Mas Firhan's


I have to marry the other woman I choose. I don't want to be rejected.”


Not yet after Firhan's shock, now he was again surprised.


Heart as it


want to be destroyed when you hear the words of the wife. Firhan shook in disbelief


with the words of the wife. His eyes are also red.


“Niah, what


you mean to give Mas like stuff to someone else? You look at Mas


as low and as worthless as that?” ask Firhan again.


Zaniah


closing head. It hurts to hear that painful word from


the husband's mouth. His heart strongly refused to do everything, but circumstances


make him unable to survive in a love that only makes them happy by


shadow of the pressure of the in-laws.


“Jawab, <TAG1>,


Niah. Answer, Mas. Is it worthless in your eyes? What is it for


doing the thing I don't like the most?” Firhan's out of patience, though,


his tiredness seemed to burn the man's patience. His hand shook two


the wife's arm.


Tears


it's been ravaging Zaniah's face at the moment.


just have to marry her. You don't have to do any relationship properly


husband wife. I beg Mas. It's all for our households. I'm tired of


everything, Mas.” said Zaniah is still ambiguous.


Hand


originally clutching Zaniah's arm, Firhan threw a rough blow and rubbed his face


which also brings tears.


“No,


Niah. Until anytime Mas will never marry again.” Reject Firhan firmly.


Zaniah the


keep remembering the arrival of the in-laws, he was really afraid if the husband


will fall on that beautiful woman. Even his fear is growing


I heard he was the ex-husband.


Soon,


Zaniah sat down with his knees against his body. He held the hand of the


husband. “Married Zeni, Mas. That way we'll have the child that he


bosom. Just marry her, Mas. Zeni is pregnant.” please Zaniah


looking at the husband.


Tears


Firhan is back. His heart was smashed against thousands of large stones. Men's gaze


that's full of disappointment.


“What because


your pal? Then should you sacrifice me, Zaniah? Because he is more


important from me?” Firhan's question made Zaniah shake quickly.


“Not. Noth


because of that, Mas. I'll match you with another woman. I don't want that


happened, Mas.” Zaniah lowered his head.


Hears


mother said, Firhan was very confused.


“Mother?


What the fuck, Niah?” tanyanya was very confused.


Subject


Zaniah did not explain what happened to him today.


“And one


again, whoever forced me to get married. I'm not gonna do it.


I have pride, Zaniah.” Firhan told his wife.


Zaniah


crying down there. “Sela Agnes is your mass who can


be your future if you reject my request, Mas.”, Zaniah said confidently


if at any time by all means the in-law could have restored the heart


the husband.


Firhan


I'm so sick of hearing all this.


It went


without any intention of talking to his wife again. No matter how Zaniah is


kneel before him.


“Mas! Mas,


Firhan!” his screams received no response at all.