My Friend to My Husband
Name of Memories

The big city has been missed by a truck. Now the journey began to feel through the streets of rocks. A village not so far from the city became the last stopover for Lillia. He stared at the place he chose right now.

“Pak, thank you very much for the ride.” Lillia said to the owner of the good car gave her a free ride.

“Be careful, Non.” The man saw Lillia's departure aimlessly.

For a moment his footsteps stopped, the bead of the woman's eyes stared around the residential area. His arrival seemed to get a friendly welcome from some residents who saw.

So did Lillia reply to him with a slightly awkward smile.

“This village I will make a choice for us to live in, son. Hopefully with us here we can be happy together.” Tears dripped down Lillia's face.

His memory of the figure of the husband he loved so much in silence was very painful.

Step by step, he did not know where to take shelter. There was no one he knew in this village.

“Dad, forgive Lia who can't get close to dad's grave anymore. One day Lillia promised to visit father's grave.” He cried sobbing imagining that life that never crossed his mind would be this bitter.

The only thing she has is her stepmother. However, the mistake of the father who chose a woman like Windi actually makes the child so miserable.

“Neng, sorry. New guy yah?” An old woman who walked by accidentally saw Lillia standing up crying wiped her tears many times.

Since the village was so small, of course they knew each other. And it was obvious that there were foreigners coming to their village.

“Em Yes, Grandma. What's up, Grandma?” Lillia asked back after making sure her face was dry from tears.

He was silent and smiled faintly. “No Granny. I want to find a job and a place to stay here.” Gently Lillia spoke.

For a moment the grandmother saw Lillia, there was absolutely no luggage in her hands.

Iba of course he could not bear to see the situation Lillia. A pale face and two sunken eyes. It seems Lillia is so tormented.

“Come grandma come. But, only the work in the fields to join the vegetable harvest of people.”, he explained, brought a fresh breeze in Lillia's ear.

Without a second thought Lillia was happy to follow the old woman to her house.

Grateful in a new place he was actually found with a good person. Lillia continued to follow the old woman's steps until the two of them arrived at the not-so-small house. It is quite large but looks like an old building.

“Grandmother stay with whom?” tanyanya when looking at a very clean home page.

The house looked comfortable in Lillia's eyes. Clean and very well maintained.

“Grandmothers only by herself. You're here so you're not alone anymore. What's your name, son?”

“Zeni, New. My name is Zeni.” Lillia deliberately mentioned the name as if she was reminiscing about her friendship with Zaniah.

Although their relationship is no longer good, but Lillia still misses the moment where she shares happiness and sadness by her best friend. Honey, all just memories of this moment. For Zaniah will always hate him who has betrayed Firhan.