HUSBAND NOT CONSIDERED

YEMEN FRIENDS OF DARIUS

In a shopping mall in the city, Darius has now pushed a trolley containing his groceries. In a market that is quite spacious and magnificent it provides a lot of goods and household needs that are certainly complete there. From basic ingredients, fruits, vegetables, spices, detergents, shampoos and others. Everything is neatly arranged in his shelves with his types Each.

Darius shamelessly shopped everything he needed in this one month. One by one Darius put her in a cart of trolleys, wipes, sanitary napkins also entered into the shopping trolley. Darius did not care if several pairs of eyes had noticed him who took the women's equipment every month. Now Darius pushes his trolley to snacks and drinks on special shelves. Darius' eyes were still focused on the shelf in the snack section. Suddenly, a young woman accidentally bumps into him.

"I'm sorry, mas!" said the young woman who called her Aina. Darius threw his smile.

"No problem! Next time be careful when you walk!" darius. Darius resumed his shopping activities. While the young woman stared at the back of Darius who cuefully pushed her grocery trolley leaving her.

After finishing shopping Darius immediately slid into the Yemeni house. Yemen is a close friend who is also married. After Darius and Yemen married, the two had rarely met and even had coffee together. Each has been preoccupied with his personal affairs and home life.

After some time in the house of Yemen, Darius' close friend while in college. The Yemeni house is no less impressive than the current Darius house. Darius parked his car in front of a high iron gate. Now Darius began to press a button near the fence, so that it was known someone would visit. The security guard not far from Darius standing in front of the gate immediately opened the small door next to the gate. Without a smile, the security guard asked Darius.

"Who are you looking for?" ask the security guard. Darius smiled kindly. Darius has not contacted Yemen, his friend, if he has arrived at his house.

"Sir Yemen is there?" ask Darius.

"Oh, looking for the Yemenis? Any promises yet?" ask the Yemeni house security.

"Hem, already!" sahut Darius's. But the security guard narrowed his eyes like he had not believed Darius's words.

"Wait a minute well, I will contact Mr. Yemen first," said the security guard then went into his guard post and lifted the handle of the mobile phone and pressed the numbers there. The security guard again hung up the phone and approached Darius who was still standing in front of the fence. The security guard quickly opened the small door next to the gate without opening the gate wide.

"Sorry, mom! Please enter! Mr. Yemen was waiting inside" the security guard said, but now it was very polite.

"Darius! Hi!" yemen shouted as he waved his hand towards Darius. Darius threw his smile.

"Yemen, how are you? You look more handsome and fat," said Darius. Yemen embraced her close friend.

"You're a little bit thin and black well, Darius!" say Yemen.

"Ah that's just your feeling, Yemen!" sahut Darius's.

"Oh yeah, what did you ride here?" ask Yemen.

"It's my old car habit" replied Darius.

"Lho! Where's where?" yemen asked while looking for the whereabouts of Darius' car.

"In front of the fence of your house" said Darius. Yemen led Darius into his home.

"Geez! So my house security didn't open the gate?" ask Yemen.

"It's okay! Don't argue about it like this. Your guards just don't know me and I've never been to this house again, have you?" darius. Yemen hugged Darius' shoulder until it reached the back garden of the house which was located close to the dining room.

"We'll eat first, yuk! After that we just chat together while drinking coffee in the park," invite Yemen while pulling the dining chair for Darius. Darius sat there and received a banquet from Yemen that had been prepared at the table.