Married to My Friend's Boyfriend

132. Night Market

"Where are you neng? saucy very?" tease Zidan on Zia who is already beautiful and fragrant.

"Say the market is male," replied Zia who was tidying her hair.

"Vian brought?" ask Zidan again.

"Emmm... Just take what?" ask Zia back, if it is still too small, not brought too afraid to bother mother Dian.

"Don't! If you want to date, just two. Zavian is the same mother," said Dian's mother who had just entered the room of her son and daughter-in-law.

"Why, Bun?" ask Zidan who was immediately embraced by Dian's mother.

"The important thing is left by ASI," replied mother Dian.

Zia nodded then took the ASI pump she used to use if she wanted to go to school.

"If Zavian's fussy, call Bun? we'll go right back," said Zia who is pumping. Though his appearance was neat, but his clothes were again tangled. It's okay, number one is a child.

Mother Dian nodded, "Have fun huh! enjoy a time you've never spent together."

"There are many, Mother," said Zidan and Zia together.

Mother Dian nodded, "Yes mother has returned to the room, Zavian Kasian again slept in the mother's room alone."

Zidan and Zia looked at each other and smiled. It's time to be a teenager going out on the night market.

"Author a motorbike or a car?" asked Zidan when in front of the nightstand, there were car and motorcycle keys there.

"Motor dong, let's hug." Zia's answer made Zidan chuckle, right too. The bike is more profitable for him.

Zidan and Zia first visited Dian's mother's room to see Zavian. After peeping the son's forehead, Zidan and Zia say goodbye to Dian's mother.

Arriving at the night market, Sherena and Zio were already waiting for them near the entrance. Sherena's hand made Zia know there was a friend there.

"What a name?" zia said in the middle they walked. Colorful lights, children's noise, also some rides that look so tempting and must be tried.

"Regular... Sunday night, on our rich courtship," replied Sherena, whom Zio was holding. Maybe she was afraid her boyfriend was missing.

"We? Oh, you know, we're married, aren't we?" zidan's response made Sherena shudder.

"No. It's the story that we are rich in dating here," Zia replied to make Sherena laugh with satisfaction.

"Where was it?" ask Zio.

Zidan distributed his store on a very crowded seekliling. "Main over there first time huh? we just ate."

Everyone agrees, let's just say double date on the night market. Zidan also Zio continued to hold his lover's hand tightly, because it was too crowded. Just a little can already be invisible, especially Zia who is like a child.

Ride a merry-go-round, play a doll's claw, and everything there they try. Zia laughs cheerfully as Zidan manages to get an adorable panda doll and is given to her.

The market tonight is like a timezone in the Mall, the difference is that it's in the open field and not every time it's there.

On top of the ring, Zia leaned on Zidan. More tightly clinging, based on the twin balding cartoons Zia watched, time at this height stopped the machine, and Zia was afraid it was actually happening.

"No falling, dear," said Zidan as Zia hid her head on her back in fear.

Zidan chuckles. Until they get to the bottom of the engine turned off, Zia keeps her head away from Zidan's back.

After all they enjoyed, it was time for dinner. They chose a meatball stall that seemed to be an impromptu stall.

"Ihh Zia wants that," pointed Zia at the cotton candy hanging from the seller's place.

"Later huh? eat the meat first" said Zidan when their order arrived.

At the weathered wooden tables and chairs, Zia, Zidan, Zio, and Sherena enjoyed the meatballs. When viewed like this, they do not appear that they are rich and prospective successors of large companies.

"Not collapsed, is it?" sherena whispered to Zio. It was nothing, but his chair rang every time he changed positions or just moved a little.

Zio flicked his shoulders, "Then the hell if you collapse."

"No, it's still solid" said Zidan, who heard the neighbors whispers.

Zia did not notice, because the mother of one child was eating meatballs. The cotton candy there was like it was waving at him. "Before the cotton candy, Zia abisin meatballs first."

Zidan chuckled, like his wife's little child. With initiative, Zidan bought a cotton candy that Zia kept seeing from earlier.

"Sinii.. for meu," Zia exclaimed stretching out her arms to receive what Zidan was holding.

"Thank you, Zavian's father," said Zia, peeping at Zidan's cheek. Zidan immediately wiped it off because of the smell of meatballs.

Zidan smiled faintly at Zia who was so happy when he brought her here. Indeed, a housewife should be taken to the streets so as not to sit at home.

"Zinc?" zidan asked as Zia was devouring the cotton candy until her face was invisible to Zidan, but could still see that Zia nodded.

"But now go home? afraid that Zavian has found you," said Zidan, again and again Zia nodded.

"Let's go home" Zia said as she stood up.

"You guys go first, we still want to be here" Zio said. Zidan and Zia nodded, saying goodbye first because they had a child left at home. Must be self-conscious.

Tonight, Zidan was satisfied because Zia was happy. Because Zia can feel the name of dating after marriage, not just like the beginning of marriage that is thinking about the difficulty of survival.

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Next morning.

Zidan observed Zia's appearance from bottom to top. His wife was wearing black, like a mafia wife.

"Where are you going?" ask Zidan who just finished his morning shower.

"Can Sunday. It's martial practice," Zia replied with vigor.

Zidan tepok. Just remember that this wife wants to be able to martial arts.

"Yes already. Morning kiss first," pinta Zidan who is still lying with Zavian.

Cheerfully, Zia kissed Zidan's lips and then Zavian's forehead. "Udah. Come wake up!"

Zidan nodded, woke up and changed his clothes. Martial training period in sleeping pajamas.