Married to My Friend's Boyfriend

38. Leaning

Zia woke up in the middle of the night, exactly at half-time. Zia wanted something, Zia turned to her husband, but she could not bear to wake Zidan who was fast asleep next to her.

Zia tried to fall back asleep, but instead her feelings grew more agitated. Zia continued to change positions, which unconsciously disturbed Zidan's sleep.

"Why?" asked Zidan with his eyes still closed.

Zia changed position to face Zidan. Zidan opened his eyes slowly, and found Zia who was displaying a face of his face.

"Taker something?"

Nah! Perfect fit. Zidan is the best. A smile immediately bloomed from the thin lips of the pregnant woman. Then, Zia nodded with excitement. Zia was already sitting cross-legged next to Zidan who was still faithfully lying down.

"What?"

Zia let out her smile, her fingers clasped together from nervousness, she did not feel good to say it. Afraid to say too.

"Ziaa.. Zia mauu's..." Zia bit her lower lip.

"Say me."

Zia nodded very slowly, making Zia again look very cute.

"Zia wants Zidan to share Zidan's tenants look for kedondong," said Zia as she lowered her head and fingers were still twisting each other.

Zidan rounded his eyes, looking at the clock that was already almost one night. Maybe his friends are asleep.

"Gue himself yes. They had enough sleep, "given Zidan, who was answered by Zia's slow arm, the woman was still lowered.

"Baby wants to uncle-uncle his cariin him in a condong. Later you guys take the same photo of the crowd that is still in the tree, yes," said Zia ended in a tone of spirit at the end of her sentence.

"Nwantedam?" Zia nodded, although she also did not understand this cravings or not, for sure she really wanted to eat the slouch, and saw a photo of Zidan and his friends plucking the condong.

Zidan sat down, he took his phone, opened the core group of Atlansa while praying that they would obey Zia.

...Atlansa Core...

^^^Zidan^^^

^^^Udh in bed? ^^^

Zio

Blm. Ask ky that. Gabut lo!

When he saw that someone was responding, Zidan started a video call. Zio immediately picked it up, but the others had yet to.

"Why lo? Revive the middle of the mall all vc," joked Zio on the other side who was seen sitting next to his mother-in-law who was busy eating. It must be rich cravings Zia, thought Zidan.

"Which else udh ngebo what?" ask Zidan when no one joins again.

"Let's see the clock! It was early morning, too. I'm sure if I don't ngokap ngidam and papa again out of town I won't be able to get this hour." That's right, her mother-in-law is also cravings.

Zidan scratched his non-itchy nape, "Yes anyway. Can you help me, can't you?"

"What?"

"Zia cravings" replied Zidan who made Zio laugh.

"Turutin! Don't want to doang lo good," Zio chirped and then laughed again.

"Btw I don't enjoy it," said Zidan who was able to make Zio's laughter stop. Zidan was drunk at the time.

"Yes, yes, too. Uh! Why what?"

"Conditioned. Et! Don't tell me easy first! Because you are the same others must also look for the trees kedondong," said Zidan before Zio chimed in.

"Well!"

"Yes, Zia wants Zio's sister, Zidan, the same others looking for kedondong trees, keep photos together." Zia chimed in and appeared on the screen. Just for a minute, after that he went maybe to the bathroom.

"Gue is okay. What about the others?" zio said casually. He has been this month often obeying the cravings of his mother, and now his sister who craves. Time he didn't want to.

"Later samperin. The important thing is to crave obedience, I don't want my child to be upset," said Zidan upset. He was actually a little unpleasant, but also happy because this was Zia's first craving at midnight and the dizzy one was not just her.

Zidan managed to bring Dyu out even though the chatty guy kept mumbling indistinctly. Likewise with the Sky, the difference is only the sky with a very sleepy face. While their chairman, Galen, the guy looks ordinary.

The five men were now going around looking for the kedondong tree. Eventually they found the tree in someone's yard.

"Take what permission?" he asked when they were in front of the tree.

"The genie later. Now the photo first," said Zidan directing the camera to their selfy photo.

They took pictures with sleepy faces. Maybe this is what Zia wants to see. The handsome faces of many people in a sleepy state.

"Dyu, who's sincere about the photo!" decak Zidan when Dyu is very insincere seen from the forced smile and limp body.

"Ck! Who does it for, who does it difficult for," irritated Sky.

"Can help you get the reward" Zidan said, sending a photo of them to Zia.

Zidan would pluck the condong, "My son's time ate the stolen sii."

Zidan undoes his intention of stealing, he walks slowly towards the door to ask for permission. However, he had repeatedly knocked on the door and called the owner of the house but no one answered.

"Where is it? Udah on his rich sleep," said Zidan back to his friends.

"Take it! I was sleepy" said Zio, who had not slept at all. The others had gone to sleep but were forcefully awakened.

Zidan hesitated. He uttered basmallah before picking the kedondong.

Galen took the initiative to take the money out of the wallet and tuck it in between twigs. Zio thumbs up on Galen's idea.

"Makeup. It's a child you don't eat the stolen food" chirped Dyu.

Zidan was still picking and sorting out the skewers. Until suddenly the door of the house opened and saw the fathers who held the cleaver standing there.

"You're maling huh?" he accused it with a machete. So horrified.

They raised both of their hands. "Bu-not sir."

"Most out! Move over!" shouted the father.

"Splash! We unplug!" said Zio.

Zidan and the others panicked, Zidan immediately put the kedondong into the bag of crackle he was carrying. They rushed to run and run the motorbike as the surrounding residents began to arrive.

They turned their heads for a moment on the bike and Zidan yelled, "Thank you Sir, in droves!"

In the middle of the journey they stopped on the side of a fairly quiet road.

"It's a good thing not to be carried by the residents," said Dyu stroked his chest because he felt relieved.

"How much money was Gal?" ask Zidan while holding a crackle containing kedondong on the handlebars of his motorbike.

"Neither do it." Galen shook his head, there was not much that he slipped, only five hundred thousand for a few pieces of kedondong. Not a big money for him.

"That could be it, that's it! If less pay cut," said Zidan trying to give some of the hundreds of bills to Galen, Galen of course refused.

"That's fine! Think of it as me," Galen replied, and Zidan nodded.

They run the motor to their homes, as well as Zidan. The man entered the rented fengan carrying a crackle bag containing kendondong.

Upon entering the room, he found Zia sitting leaning on the head of the bed with her hands massaging her waist. It turns out Zia was waiting for him to come home, but now it was two more.

Zia smiled as Zidan thrust his condongs at her. "There is still a lot for Zidan," he said while accepting the condong.

"You want to eat now?" Zia nodded. Zidan took the kedondong again to wash.

"Nih eat. Face it, I pegetin lo back," orders Zidan directly diriruti Zia. Previously Zidan had slammed the condong, he said it would be better if slammed.

Zidan massaged Zia's back up to her waist, with Zia eating the kedondong. "Ceritain dong, how does Zidan equal Zidan's tenants dapetin this condong."

Zidan chuckled, then told me everything.