Marrying my Best Friend's Cousin

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"Who?"

"Sir Zafran,"

"Well!"

Wearing his clothes without washing his face first, Nathan's lemeshed mouth grumbled as he met his best friend who had disturbed his sweet dreams.

"What's wrong?" seeing Zafran who was like a lifeless human, his body grew thinner, his facial features implying deep sadness, eye bags and dark circles signified how tired the lost soul was.

"Nat, help me," Zafran's eyes glazed over, powerless to withstand the weight of his life.

Nathan sighed, pulling the sturdy body to lean on his shoulder, "Gue can't do anything, I also don't know where Tifani is."

Instead of leaning, Zafran actually buried his face in the chest of Nathan's field, suddenly it made Caca who carried a tray containing a wide gaping drink, along with Nathan who was stunned when he felt his clothes wet.

"Lo's fine, right?" Nathan patted Zafran on the back, only this time he saw Zafran's fragile side, he did not refuse when Zafran hugged him, instead Nathan returned the hug while rubbing his back.

Nathan knew very well how Zafran, had lived independently since childhood because his parents seemed to not care about him, behind his friendly and jovial nature, the man rarely got affection let alone attention from them.

"Is it all too late?" Zafran looked up, looking at his best friend who was still a pillow face.

Nathan just shook his head, didn't know what else to say, he didn't know about Tifani's current location, but he didn't have the heart to see Zafran like this, just Nindi, only that woman knows the whereabouts of Zafran's wife.

"It's never too late to fight, even if it fails, try again and don't give up!"

There is no word from Zafran, only the sound of breathing that began to be regular, Caca who still faithfully noticed the drama titled uwu-uwu in the morning tilted his head, looking at his superiors who were sound asleep in the arms of the husband.

Don't be jealous Ca, you might not if Mr. Zafran became a actor, anyway if now Mr. Zafran like a man less caress.

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His heart was filled, Nindi glanced at Tifani who looked down sad, they are now in the obstetrician's clinic to check Tifani's pregnancy, especially lately his diet is not awake. Nindi understands that at times like this, the husband plays an important role in meeting the needs of his wife.

"Are you sure?"

Tifani nodded, her eyes watering at the other pregnant women accompanied by their husbands.

"Okay, after this you return to Zafran's house,"

"Sister, out of this buy the same scissors hair shave huh?"

"Make what? Want to open a barbershop business?"

"You're botakin Om Zafran's head,"

"Uhukk," Nindi who was drinking water immediately choked to hear his sister's words.

"Nwantedam?" ask Nindi while thinking if his best friend who always looks cool, but soon will be bald because of his wife.

Tifani just smiled, until a while later his name was called, Tifani breathed a sigh of relief when the doctor said if the content is fine.

"Fan.." - Zafran saw Tifani enter the house, but Zafran considered it a hallucination. Indeed, lately he often dreamed of meeting with Tifani.

His body suddenly stiffened, as a lump of tiny body hit his chest. Zafran still can't believe that this is all real, not just a mirage. He cupped Tifani's cheeks increasingly chubby, his smile fluffy realizing that this was true.

"When I am not considered to be his existence" chirped Nindi who was standing in the doorway while holding her side by side.

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