My Beloved's Friend That's My Husband
My ex

arriving at the apartment, Sella cried in Zayn's arms, her heart was sliced by the words of Melvin and his wife

"honey, don't cry anymore yes.you don't think about the words of Melvin and his wife, calm yourself, the baby in your womb" said Zayn as he stroked gently Sella's hair

"my heart hurts. It's true said Melvin, which man would want me. Baby, am I so dirty?" sella asked in her tears

"i, I want to be with you. have you been less trusting of me all this time? you should never heed the talk of a loser boy like him, all you have to remember is that I always and forever love you, I always accept all your shortcomings and advantages.that's it! and all you have to think about is me and our son!" said Zayn who still faithfully embraced Sella, giving her peace of mind

Sella feels a little calm, it turns out that the man who became her husband is now the best man God sent for her. She should be grateful to Melvin, because Melvin left her he so found the right man for her

"i go back to the office first yes, I have to prepare the file for tomorrow's meeting with Bianca. You rest yes, do not think about things that are not important. cupboard" Zayn kissed Sella's lips and returned to the office, while Sella laid her body on the bed, releasing all the fatigue that filled her mind today

by evening, the sun had returned to the contest but Sella was still fast asleep. Zayn tried to wake Sella but did not budge in the least. Zayn felt his stomach rumbling, indeed this afternoon he had not eaten.

Zayn headed to the kitchen, he planned to make fried rice. When opening the refrigerator there were no ingredients, there was only a little rice left so he had to go out to find food, for himself, his beloved wife

Zayn drove his car to eat, and he found a peddler satay roving.His nose felt pierced by the delicious smell of chicken meat burned.

Zayn then went down to order satay

"sir, satenya three portions yes" said Zayn on the seller sate remersebut.he deliberately ordered three portions because he did not want if later his wife less and he had to find a satay seller again to buy it

"wear lontong mas?" ask the satay seller kindly

"yes, yes, yes" said Zayn, then he waited in the chair provided by the seller

while waiting for Zayn to play his phone.Suddenly his phone vibrates, there is an incoming message

[1 message received (My Wife)] Zayn smiled at the name on his phone, then he opened it

S: where are you, baby?

Z: nyari eat, bentar ya run out of this straight home.want nitip what?

S: martabak well, I really want to wait, bye (emot kiss)

Z: ready commander (emot kiss)

"the gold is finished" said the satay seller while handing the package to Zayn

"oh yes, here's the money pack.Take the change" Zayn took the satay package and handed him a pink note

"haduh, thank you mas, hopefully sustenance mas smoothly and easy all his affairs" said the seller, he was very happy because he got more sustenance today

Zayn parked his car in front of the store and got off to order a martabak

"sir, martabak king yes" said Zayn while in the store.not much changed just the more crowded now according to Zayn

"special is it? where have you never been?" ask the martabak seller

"busy sir" Zayn replied with a smile and waited outside the shop, leaning his body against the side of his car

"Zayn, you remember this place?" ask someone and it was Melvin. he stopped by there because his wife also wanted martabak

Zayn turned his head towards Melvin, then threw his face in the other direction.lazy response to Melvin's unimportant speech

"Zayn, did you really marry Sella? Zayn, Zayn, Zayn, you should think about it before marrying Sella for what? because he's been tainted by me and that means you're marrying my ex" Melvin said arrogantly

Zayn felt his anger was in the crown, he could not bear it anymore if his wife continued to be insulted. Zayn grabbed the shirt Melvin was wearing and without waiting for long Zayn punched Melvin in the face and hit the tip of his lips.Fresh blood flowed there

Melvin touched his lips and saw that there was blood on his hands, he could not accept if Zayn hit him, then he also threw a punch to Zayn's face and hit the same place. zayn's lips bled and his cheeks flushed.

Zayn got more emotional with Melvin. he again attacked Melvin, giving a punch repeatedly on his face and stomach until they were separated by people who were around the store

"loe remember, don't take care of my household anymore. just take care of your own household. I've noticed the same loe, do not disturb my wife, do not disturb my wife, loser guy like loe don't pantes near my wife.if you hate me because I marry Sella, my opponent, never mock my wife, understand loe!" said Zayn then went into the store to pick up his order and he went home

once in the apartment, Zayn searches for Sella and finds her in the television room

"honey, I'm home" Zayn said as he approached Sella on the sofa. Sella, who heard Zayn's voice, turned her head and was surprised to see Zayn's bruised face and bleeding lips

"what's wrong with you?" sella asked as Zayn sat next to her.

"it's okay, there was a snatch so I helped to catch it and I got hit by the snatch, luckily I was able to avoid it a little so it's not so bad" Zayn and Sella said. she doesn't know if her husband just got into a fight with Melvin

"i'll treat it for a while" Sella stood up from the sofa and headed for the p3k box located behind the television room, where she took warm water to compress the wound on Zayn's face

Sella compresses Zayn's face slowly, she does not want until her husband is in pain and then gives red medicine on the tip of Zayn's injured lip

"sick?" sella asked with a frown

"no thanks" Zayn said with a smile, and Sella smiled back at Zayn.

"other times do not repeat again" said Sella while stroking Zayn's cheeks slightly in the growth of fine feathers, adding to the value of good looks. Zayn just nodded, then grabbed Sella's hand and kissed her. Then they opened the food that Zayn bought, because their stomachs had already kicked for filling.

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