Married to My Friend's Boyfriend

Married to My Friend's Boyfriend
94. From Heart to Heart



"Udah afternoon, go home yuk. Fear papa already want to go home," said Zidan approached Zia who was carrying baby Zira.


Hearing that made Zia puff her cheeks. A new feeling for a moment he told me with his mother, it was time to go home.


"Can you just?" zia asked with her face.


Zidan shook his head in response, "Now huh?"


Now Zia lowered her head, still unwilling to leave this house. Especially not knowing when else he could come.


"Go home first. Mama doesn't want you to meet papa," said mama Salma while taking baby Zira from Zia's sling.


"But Zia is still here" Zia's great-grandson was like a child.


Mama Salma smiled at her daughter's words, "Tomorrow come here again."


"Away home?" ask Zidan again, of course in a soft tone.


With a forced Zia nodded. Zidan also took Zia's sling bag lying on the baby Zira mattress and say goodbye to Mama Salma.


"Zia came home yes Ma, a piece of Zia here again," said Zia as she crucified the hand of her beloved mother.


Mama Salma nodded, "Yes dear. Mama will always wait for you to come."


After that Zidan took Zia's hand out of the house which accompanied the growth of his wife from birth. Zio and Mama Salma also drove them to the front door.


It was dusk and Zidan had to bring Zia home. Zidan was still afraid that if Zia met his papa, Zia's mentality would definitely be shaken back. And that's not good for Zia and her future son.


"Be careful" said Mama Salma as she waved her hand at Zia and Zidan, who began to leave the courtyard of the mansion.


Along the way, Zia's face looked sour, her lips advanced by a few millimeters and her gaze towards the side window.


"Cock his lips? angry?" asked Zidan who looked at Zia and then refocused on the road in front of her.


Zia shook her head, "Not satisfied."


Hearing that Zidan's left hand turned to rubbing Zia's hair. "Thankful yeah... I'll take you to see your mama again."


Zia quickly turned her face to Zidan, "Right? Watch out for breaking promises. I'll be angry."


Zidan nodded confidently. Soon it will be.


"Smile dong... Not very good to see if his lips do not smile," said Zidan made Zia publish his smile.


"What's so sweet, whose wife is this?" puji Zidan made Zia's cheeks red with embarrassment.


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No matter how big the ocean is, there will be an end to it, as well as problems. No matter what the problem, there will be a way out. That is what is now the motivation of Zidan and Zia based on their experience.


"You don't think now we can live better gini-rich?" ask Zidan while sitting on their soft mattress.


Zia who was snacking also shook her head, "Engga."


"Sama, I think so too. Honestly, I was willing to refuse my father's offer at that time" Zidan told me while laying down his body.


"Oh yeah? why?" asked Zia who was interested in her husband's words.


Zidab stared at the ceiling of the room with the hands that he made the head pad, "I was originally looking to build our economy from scratch. But I thought again, I was only in the eleventh grade, to graduate it still took me almost two years. You were four or five months pregnant at the time. Time I won't be enough if I just take a paycheck that's not how much it is."


Zia noticed Zidan who seemed like he was still going to continue his story.


"I'm the same, my wife and my son are suffering in the pit of poverty that knows when it will end. Not only that, the needs for our children later will also not be fulfilled as well as our childhood. Yes, our children's childhood is worse than our own parents. We just want what must be followed immediately, expensive toys all, when our children ask for toys or just have to wait for payday? Don't have me. So I threw my ego away and finally accepted my father's offer" Zidan's story moved Zia.


"Wrap... You think it is far and wide... I am not rich, I am weak. Hopefully our children will be similar to you, yes," said Zia while rubbing her distended stomach.


"Gga can dong. later not gemesin rich you," said Zidan who had dared blakan blakan.


"Snugglesin but slow free," said Zia made Zidan shake his head in disagreement.


"That's free for you" Zidan denied making Zia smile in embarrassment.


"I now want to be horrified from your view of our previous lives" said Zidan who did not want only himself to tell the story.


"I? I never used to get into anything. Never mind also to live a nice rich gini again. What's in my brain is all that matters is that you're on my side. I can't do anything without you, I can't eat, I can't do homework, I can't learn to think mature. Anyway I used to only be able to resign, if at that time you chose to return to this house without taking me. I'm going crazy" Zia told me as she looked at how difficult their lives used to be.


"And that's impossible. Even though I was still doubtful of my own heart, I would not leave my wife and child-to-be. It's better that we live in that little rented forever but together, than that I'm here living well and you're suffering" Zidan said.


Now Zidan and Zia were sitting leaning on the head of the bed with Zia leaning against the chest of Zidan's field.


"You can still live if there's no me. But I could go crazy and even die if at that time you left me alone in that small contract," said Zia who was not approved by Zidan.


"Who said? If you don't, you can go crazy too. No one loves a sweet smile if I'm tired abis nguli pelvis, no one loves attention if I cape abis work at the cafe. Same with you. We are indeed not able to live apart," said Zidan made Zia nod, Zia sudha sleepy.


"Maybe our way has been united from yesterday's great calamity" Zidan continued, gently rubbing Zia's head.


"A musician who teaches maturity, more precisely forces us to mature, Yes no Zi?" say Zidan again. Not getting a response from Zia made Zidan look at Zia's face.


Zidan chuckled as his wife fell asleep. Indeed, since entering the third trimester this position became Zia's favorite position. He said his waist was comfortable, so Zidan would let Zia sleep leaning on him.


It's okay he's achy, as long as his wife is comfortable Zidan is sincere.


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