Marrying a Friend

Phone From Another Woman

I still looked at the man sitting next to me. Could've been like that, planning something without me knowing. Again I was still pouting and looking out at the car window.

So, he purposely told Mr. Gun, our private driver to go home, leave me alone without me knowing and he, just got in front of me, with an innocent face and teased him, disperse all—after what happened earlier. For a long time, this surprise-filled master really sucks.

Actually, during that sudden meeting—without me knowing—firhan's gaze was a moment stiff with hardened jaw when looking at these eyes for a moment, but after I shook my head and said it was okay while smiling, I said no, he tried to hold back his anger and chose to give up.

Again the smile was seen from his innocent look from earlier which was really annoying but adorable, as he glanced at me silently as he was driving. And when our eyes met, Firhan only scowled. However, only a snort sounded from me.

As quickly as it controls himself and his emotions? What's wrong with her?

"Still angry?" Firhan opened his voice carefully while glancing at it.

I just kept quiet without looking at the man. However, the silent smile I hid when I turned away made this heart smile as well.

Actually, he's the one who's angry with these puffy, flushed eyes, not me. But, instead he gave up and chose not to discuss.

It's strange!

The sound of her sighing was heard. Then, "Oh, come on, don't make me tormented like this!" exchange Firhan with an exaggerated tone to make me grunt, which at the same time, the sound of the phone ringing sounded. Glanced at the instant of his phone without lifting the call, then put his phone back in place all.

For a moment, Firhan glanced at me, then he punched one in the car audio. And the next second, a female voice sounded between us.

"Where are you? Am I interrupting?"

Wh who?

My head turned as I turned to that Audio, then turned quickly to look at Firhan who was just grinning with innocent and put his innocent look towards me.

"On the road, it's okay. What's up?"

"What's the take off this week?"

The question in the voice of the woman made me stare more and more at this man next to me sharply demanding and narrowing my eyes while not looking at me.

Take off? Mean fly? What-what's this? He made a deal with another woman?

Firhan's sneaky smile again flashed as his eyeballs silently glanced at him for a moment. One hand now rubbed his spiky hair.

Fuck, cool ass!

I pouted and pursed my lips. It really could not hold this chest that was so rumbling.

I rolled my eyes and crossed them again.

"Umm, it doesn't seem like the time, Hil, we're talking about that, there's a "firhan's voice deliberately hanging, Hil, as if to make me curious while looking at the view that was looking at him sharply from earlier without glancing.

WHWHAT?

Oh, so? It seems like this surprise-filled master is enjoying it!

My grunts were now clearly heard by him, even at a glance looking at his eyes that were secretly glancing at me yet still in an indifferent manner. Truly, my chest is rumbling and burning.

"All right! I-i understand. " The tone of voice of the woman sounded disappointed but relented.

"Obviously, let me know as soon as I have any other news or anything, I'll get to you as soon as I can, okay?" firhan added quickly.

And what do you think I am?

"Oh, okay, Fir. Sorry to bother you."

"No problem. Thank you, Hilda."

The phone was disconnected too. And he's still acting normal, innocent, like nothing happened. Not even aware of me who was looking at him sharply and frowning at this time.

Oh, so? No problem? BUT I'M THE ONE WITH THE PROBLEM!

Oh, mygod? Really am!

I was still staring at the man, accusing and demanding for the story of everything. It felt like my chest was still rumbling and my head was exploding. It was so bad that I shouted those words, but in reality, all I did was bite my lips with tightness and rumbling stuck in my chest.

I can't stop thinking, what's on his mind right now? He could have made a deal with the other woman in front of me. What the fuck?

My hands folded back to my chest and changed the sitting position towards the man who was still with an innocent smile and innocent look, as if nothing had just happened. In fact, with a carefree and adorable face like that.

It felt, right then, that I wanted to know what his feelings and thoughts were.

Where was he found, anyway? Semenyustit this!

His coldness sounded to make me close my eyes in shame. Really, the speech was accidentally thrown and without me realizing it was crumpled again.

"You satisfied?" The voice in my voice sounded hoarse and disappointed.

And I don't want to cry in front of this guy.

The smile disappeared instantly as soon as the laughter had vanished and changed with a sorry guilty look.

"Nesiah?" try persuading me.

My husband was about to try to pull me in his arms to calm me down, but I brushed off the hand, which immediately appeared on his face.

"Down me!" snapped asking for it that was about to swerve now came out also without being able to hold it anymore, while wearing my bag while looking at him furiously. His warm hands clasped these hands gently, intercepting away, after the car stopped on the side of a crowded highway.

"What the hell is it, honey?"

"What's up? What are you? Why is it like this?" the snapping sound made this clear water still drip in front of Firhan. The look on Firhan's face instantly turned sad and increasingly guilty.

"You're misunderstanding, it's Hilda."

"I know it's Hilda!" again, my clasping of my husband made me cry.

Whose other woman am I talking about right now?

He sighed long and rubbed his hair. Firhan's current sitting position changed towards me, towards the girl who was shedding tears—can't hold back— in front of her. He gripped and rubbed my face, then looked on with nothingness. That sweet but unmoving smile on those beautiful eyes was before me.

"He's a nobody, honey, I'm glad you're jealous, but trust me, he's my friend Isti who's gonna help me! So, please, don't make those beautiful eyes any worse, I don't like that. And please, don't cry anymore, huh? Really, everything's fine."

"Help?"

How's it okay? My heart is burning, Firhan!

It felt like I wanted to shout those words so much, but in reality, I just bit my lips again.

Firhan nodded. "I'll tell you everything. Now, we're on the original plan first,"

Again I sigh in surrender.

He planned it, but it was as if his wife knew everything!

My annoyed snort just came out.

Early plans? Yeah, that's your plan, not mine!

I scowled with pursed lips while changing position back and cross.

The anger in this chest was still struggling and urging the more I pressed to remain silent. Firhan's smiling face won out while rubbing the head of this pouting girl, but she was still with that innocent look. The car is moving and returning to normal speed.

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My mood was quite calm as the car entered the yard. The red yaris car I was wearing when I went to my mother's house, now it's parked there. Mr. Gun was wiping the car and greeting us as he looked out of the car.

After entering, Firhan grabbed me by the hand and pulled me through the living room without giving me a chance to open her footwear, as well as her shoes and tuxedo. After we passed through the middle room was so cool, past the musholla, then the workspace, just to the north beside the kitchen and dining room space, and then the living room, there was a small corridor beside which was a clear sliding glass door. The door was then moved by Firhan and immediately a natural cool atmosphere with warm temperatures mixed immediately hit. We were in the park right behind our house. This park is not very large. Some plants such as Roses, Jasmine, Orchids, and Bussolom neatly decorate the garden with grasses that lay there.

To the south, there are about two meters overgrown with Beugenville flowers that thrive longitudinally like weeds, and give the impression of beautiful and exotic, in the middle of the expanse of the flowers, and, growing thick and large trees.

And in the west, special Red and Yellow Rose flower plants that thrive and beautiful with beside it a stretch of colorful silk cloth deliberately placed there. On it decorated several dishes with the contents of my favorite cheese pizza and pizza of various flavors with large sizes. A few glasses of water and a bottle of water, as well as a bottle of milk, asumsiku. I looked towards Firhan as we were in front of this expanse of cloth, he smiled so sweetly triumphantly, as if he had won the lotree and delighted the President.

You romantic guy!

Smile instantly as she watched him scowl with a self-conceited smile, after both of his eyebrows were raised repeatedly teasing. I just found out, a man who is fixated on books and work, his brain can still leave to think about romantic things. In fact, I just found out.

"How do I know I'm craving pizza?"

The man smiled amusedly after a moment I admired his work which managed to make me blush happily.

I looked at those beautiful eyes.

"Am I delirious?" guess I'm making a mess that makes Firhan smile more amused while nodding. This hand immediately covered his face in shame.

Oh no!

Firhan chuckled, then pulled me in his warm embrace and again he laughed amusedly and made me elbow and stare at the face trying to hold back that smile.

"It's okay." Sahut Firhan stroked my soothing hair.

Dare to bet, my cheeks must have been very flushed in front of him.

"So, we're lunching together?"

He nodded enthusiastically while smiling. "Right, but that's not the main meal, it's just dessert."

I looked questioningly at the husband, but he just pulled me down to sit next to him, on the piece of cloth.

A few seconds later, some people I didn't know, came with some food and a bowl of food. I looked at that happy and satisfied face.

This smile made my mood happy and calm.

"Thank you" I whispered to Firhan who rested my head instantly on his chest.

A lot of food came and came in front of us. When they finished, the men left us in a cool atmosphere in the middle of this afternoon. Our place was not exposed to the sun, only in some parts.

My eyebrows frowned as I looked among the food, there was only one dinner plate.

"We ate both." Sela Firhan when she saw the look of a confused face looking at her.

Firhan took white rice, then a piece of chicken and cornet and tofu and boiled tempe, as well as enough stir-fried kale vegetables that were filled in the plate he was holding. Again she knew, I don't like to eat sea fish right now, maybe it's the effect of my pregnancy.

I looked at my husband for a moment, as the radiant look of his face appeared as he was about to feed.

"Come, open your mouth, baby!" her door cried out softly, like she was going to feed a toddler and make this smile crack.

Oh, here's why.

Again he made my cheeks flushed. I ate from his feed, as did he, bribing him enthusiastically and cheerfully. He ate very well.

After being finished and settled by the waiter who rented Firhan, we then chat while enjoying the cool and cool breeze while tasting the dessert in front of us. It is very beautiful and feels peaceful when the atmosphere is like this, leaning on the chest of the husband while enjoying the surprise he is giving at this time. Yes, he has indeed managed to make me happy with this surprise.

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The drying of the phone now made me and Firhan flinch for a moment, as we chatted and joked that was still enjoying the cool breeze of this park. The three-course pizza I had spent alone really made me smile with satisfaction.

"I really don't understand, is it really the effect of cravings or is it still hungry?” joked Firhan who teased while chuckling and only I replied with a smile.

"Maybe both! Never mind, pick up the phone, the sound really bothers my baby who is eating!" my timpalku rattled her and made her grin.

"All right! Spend it all, honey." Sahut Firhan smiled as he stroked my stomach at the end of the sentence, then kissed this cheek at a glance which made me smile with his manner.

He then reached into the phone in his pants pocket, then raised after a glance at the screen on the phone.

"Assalamu'alaikum's chat. Yea? What's up, honey?"

My eyes quickly turned to look at my husband upon hearing that last vocabulary.

Who else is that?

Again he simply ignored my full gaze and continued to call with a strange smile.

"Oh, about that flight? No problem, honey, you take care of that, yeah.... "

The atmosphere of my heart that had been comfortable and happy, turned ugly again instantly. These ears don't even hear their next conversation.

Can this full-blown master of surprise not be annoying anymore? I just enjoyed my happiness!

I scowled and sat up unhappily, eating a piece of Pizza bread that was in this grip while I was bitten violently with laziness. My eating mood is already ugly because of this annoying guy next to me who is still calling.

"You don't want to kiss me before you turn it off? Come on, honey, kiss me, please? I miss you!"

My head turned quickly looking furiously at him without looking at me.

Aarrgghh, he can make out with others in front of me!

Again I snorted and these tears just dripped.

It sucks, it bothers me so much, really!

"Hey, the bread can scream when it's eaten like that!" firhan protested in a seductive tone with his joke that I know, he spoke to me at this moment.

My grunts were heard again in a look of annoyance, but in tears.

Apparently he's done calling. However, this annoyed face I still turned away from him. I don't want to look innocent—'s face that way.

"Hey, honey, what's up?" that soft voice sounded again as it touched my face and forced to turn to look at her, making me close my eyes as it made me turn around.

"You crying?" the voice that turned sad looked into my eyes fixedly.

"Don't mind me! Keep making fun of him!" tukasku growled and annoyed while thieving that makes the smile on his face.

"Hey, Madame Firhan, why, yes, do you always make me happy, even with your silly behavior? Is it the effect of pregnancy that makes you so sensitive right now? Or just because ... are you really jealous?" the speech made me open my eyes and find his fixed gaze toward the face of the girl who was frowning incomprehensibly, but still furious and upset.

The soft ruddiness sound that I know now rang out between us and came from ... the speaker of his phone? Did ya?

"I'm sorry, brother, but I don't mean to make you jealous let alone cry, really!"

"Issti?" I guessed what made the ruckus sound again.

"Hi, Sister-in-law!"the cheerful voice that sounded in the phone

I rolled my eyes sharply looking at the face of Firhan who could not bear to smile amusedly yet gauntly.

Oh no!

My cheeks warmed with embarrassment, then closed my eyes which made Firhan chuckle and pull me in his arms.

My face was completely buried in his chest which I hid from this shame.

"Sorry, honey, didn't mean to."

And I know what his last vocabulary means.

I pushed him while still holding me which instantly made Firhan laugh. I looked at him sharply, but this smile remained flat before him. He then pulled me back in his arms, then rubbed my hair in a smile and kissed this forehead.

Basic sucks!

"Give me!" sue me for coercion while robbing a cell phone that is nearby. Firhan smiled as he sat with his hands resting on this cloth and propped his body back. He chose to give up and watch what happened.

"Hi, sweet sister-in-law!" I swipe when my phone is in my hands. Isti's loud voice made me not to smile.

"Hi, Brother-in-law, how are you, brother?"

"All right, what about you guys?"

"Alhamdulillah, everything is fine!”

"Thank God. So, by the way, my sweet sister-in-law owes me an explanation, right?" Isti chuckled again.

"Sir Firhan?" Isti's shout in a tone asking for approval, after his piety subsided on Firhan made my eyes turn to look at this man before me who was still busy resting while watching with a smile. Before replying, he briefly blinked his eyes one teasingly, though I still stared at him sharply demandingly.

"Tell me, honey, it's okay." Shouted Firhan who intended to speak to Isti. Then, his eyes turned to look at me seductively while raising both eyebrows repeatedly. I grunt and hold a smile.

"So?" I asked to ignore the man and turn to Isti after a cough.

"Alright, according to the permission of Mr. Firhan. Look, my dear sister-in-law, Firhan asked my friend, Hilda, to hire her father's flight Hellyped to help her to Makassar. But because the vehicle was problematic, so I wanted to help take care of the ticket to use public flights only, because I have friends who work in the travel ticket section."

"Ticket to Makassar?" I asked as I took the gist of it all.

"Yes, your honeymoon ticket and babymoon for a week, said brother Firhan," Isti admitted.

My eyes turned to look at the man who was still smiling widely, who had been watching and listening to me and Isti on the speaker phone.

"Sir Nesya, is there still something you want to ask?" ask Isti to interrupt.

"Nothing else, thank you, yeah, honey. Here, talk to Firhan again."

"No need, Brother. Mother called me to lunch, nice to talk to you, greetings to Brother Firhan. Dan, thank you back. " Related the girl then gave kiss bye.

"Greetings, yes, same mom and dad there.” Me and Firhan are at the same time.

Isti's naughtiness sounded. “God willing, Brother. I hung up, yeah, brother. Assalamu.“

Our smiles evaporated instantly.

“Wa'alaikum salaam, dear." The phone was disconnected too.

I looked at the man sharply, but the smile I let evaporate in front of Firhan.

"That's actually a surprise for you," muttered my husband as he glanced at his confessions that amazed me and held a smile.

"But why not say, anyway? I'm ashamed of it!"

Firhan chuckled and then pulled me into his arms to make me wander spoiled and cover my face which began to blush with embarrassment. Actually I'm more ashamed of him, because I'm angry and upset to the point of misunderstanding that.

He smiled as I looked up, peeking silently at his expression. His hand is currently rubbing my head.

"It's okay, honey. I must understand," he said, which made me sink my face into the chest of his field.

"Why in Makassar?" I asked after a moment of silence and took off his arms.

"That's the second plan, honey,"

I smiled, but it was a smile that was once again bursting apart as I stared at the meaningful glint of the eye.

Oh surprise again.

I let myself be pulled into his arms again, as the hand still gently stroked my hair and kissed my forehead, then hugged again tightly. I smiled in his arms and let the second shock form again without me knowing, letting this man full of surprise stick to his controlling happy will.

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