That Beautiful Prisoner is my wife

Headstrong

In the afternoon after his work on the plantation was completed, Mayang carrying two plastic bags filled with fruits picked directly from his father's garden seemed to walk towards his motorbike. The girl turned on the engine before then sped away. Not in the direction of his house, but down the path that is opposite direction.

After a few minutes of travel, he finally arrived at a medium-sized house with whitewashed walls. A young woman suddenly appeared in the doorway after hearing Mayang's motor came.

The woman looked thin and pale. However, even so he still displays his sweetest smile when welcoming the friend comes. Moreover, look at the two bags of fruits that Mayang carrying on the right and left hands.

“You're really coming?” greet him after Mayang standing right in front.

“If I said I would stop by, then definitely stop by, Vi,” replied Mayang semringah.

Silvi gave a full smile, then let her childhood friend into the house.

“By the way thank you very much for the fruit and his free time. I'm sure, you must be really tired.” Silvi said unkindly while sitting at Mayang's side. Yes, he was the one who asked Mayang to come because he wanted fresh fruit. Actually he's not feeling well. However, because of its weak condition, it is not possible to get out of the house by driving alone.

“Apaan, the Vi. I want to play here. I happen to miss it too. I haven't seen you in almost half a month.” Mayang was sweet, then rubbed Silvi's stomach which began to bulge. “Oh, yes, how is your pregnancy? Healthy, right? Until now you still often vomit too?” tanyanya.

“Yes, nih.” Silvi throttled full of regret while nodding assented. “Until bosen. Look, my body is thin, right?” he added while showing protruding collarbone.

“After a while is also normal. Morning sickness is often suffered by mothers who are still pregnant young. Patience, yes. You can definitely.” Mayang embraces his friend to strengthen.

“Still yes, May.” Silvi smiled haru while replying to Mayang's embrace. The two then drifted away in embrace for a while, until Silvi broke her hand and looked at Mayang closely. A question finally escaped his lips.

“May, I'm pregnant, and when do you want to get married? Don't delay it for long, May. It is not good to stay long. After all your life is well established, still want to reach what else?”

Silvi's question managed to touch Mayang's feelings. The girl snorted, then threw away a glance.

“May, where are you going? You think I asked?” ask Silvi to make sure.

Mayang sighed softly, then again buried his butt on the soft sofa again.

“Nothing kesel. I'm just not ready for marriage yet, Vi. The soul mate does not exist yet,” replied Mayang.

“That's because you're too picky, May,” Silvi said. He said so not without reason.

The two looked at each other in a moment of silence. Seeing Silvi who seemed to be waiting for him to talk, Mayang also opened his voice.

“Actually I was shot by Rangga and invited to marry. But ...” Mayang hung his words.

“Why? You guys do not continue because you reward raw bogem?” guess Silvi, and damn it right. The pregnant woman even knows all the love stories of her best friend, as well as Mayang who actually has feelings for Rangga.

“That's because her brain is perverted, Vi!” firmly Mayang with high intonation.

Silvi just shook her head, then gently rubbed her best friend's shoulder.

“May, not all male brains are perverted. It could be, it's just an expression of Rangga's affection for you. So happy she you received!”

“But still, do not need to hug too, Vi. I'll be ilfil!” sambar Mayang will not lose.

Silvi surrendered. He knew exactly how the girl in front of him was. Thought it was free to talk to a stubborn girl.