Married My Husband
chapter 3

Almahira stood in front of the apartment door.His hands outstretched the door password.

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"Still the same. Birthday ibl*s it. ", Inner Almahira. He then restored a new password.

Almahira looked at the contents of her tiny apartment. A place he lived in for years. Although he married Hendra Setiawan, they stayed in the apartment. At the table by the door, two different-sized frames stood and a yellow sweet doll. A large photo of Almahira next to Hendra Setiawan.And in the small frame, Almahira and Sarah Amelia, take pictures with the face of Sarah Amelia who smiles widely. While Almahira with his thick glasses can only bow down embarrassed. BESTFRIEND. Sarah wrote on top of their photo. With a grin of anger, Almahira opened the frame, taking out the photo. Tearing and throwing it in the trash. So did his picture and Hendra Setiawan. Torn as small.

"I also bought the same doll as Almahira.It is a symbol of our friendship.I like What Almahira likes.What belongs to Almahira, also belongs to me. "Sarah Amelia said at that time. No one thought, the words, he also wanted Almahira's lover. The man whom Almahira liked, always expressed love for Sarah.

Dolls and photos had been thrown into the trash, Almahira rushed to dismantle the drawer. He looked for a savings book, and finally found it.

"Ah, here it is. " Almahira checked his savings book. "forty million. Twenty is my father's pension, twenty is my savings. But it will run out to pay off debt. My God, I should have remembered the tail number or the lottery from Anik Tea. How's this. I have to change my fate. I don't want my return here to be in vain. And my father's hope of happiness, only wishful thinking "I try to remember something.

Suddenly my memory was on that Pharaoh. Yes Hendra Setiawan. The man was a very crazy man crazy about stocks. I remember he used all our money to buy shares. His home and future savings are spent by him. It works with the rising stock price. But he never shared it with me.

"Hmmmm, I remember, this year was the year of Hendra Setiawan's success. Yes, I should try it.Taking advantage of the man. I have to win Hendra's success. I hope I can change this destiny. But if everything still requires me to marry her, I will fight that witch. The mother of Hendra Setiawan who always tortured me. "Almahira keeps the savings book to a safe place.

The phone in his pants pocket is shaking. Many messages from Hendra Setiawan and Sarah Amelia came in.

Hendra: Almahira. Let's meet, I'll go home and buy you fried chicken. Let's go talk.

" Hmmm. Tumben he took the initiative to buy fried chicken for me. Usually also disgusted and insulted. "murmurm Almahira astonished. He accidentally opened the latest message from Hendra Setiawan.Lalu delete everything no matter how many messages have not been read.

" For now I must quickly move. But before that, I must repay them first, they must feel my pain first. "Almahira shut down his phone.

At the Unileveren and drinks office. Hendra Setiawan stared at the reply of a message from Almahira.

Almahira: Later tonight we meet in Miss Nature.

" The message was very short. What's wrong with him. "Hendra Setiawan muttered in surprise. Usually Almahira will reply to his message with a long apology.The girl never ignored his message in the slightest. But now...

" Hendra Setiawan!!!. "the thunderous voice of the Ocean Eagle surprised the man. He almost hung up in surprise. "it's still office hours. Does your job just look at your phone. "

"Ma. forgive me. " said Hendra Setiawan nervously.

"Is your report finished" asked the Ocean Eagle coldly.

"Su.. already sir. I just finished it. " Nervously Hendra Setiawan handed him a fairly thick yellow map. Mr. Ocean Eagle immediately checked the report.

"You are sure you have checked it" asked Samudra Eagle fiercely.

"Yes sir. Already all." replied Hendra Setiawan trying to calm down.

" There are not ten samples of the drink that should be tested. This is only nine. You forget yes. "the eyes of Samudra Eagle stared sharply at Hendra Setiawan. Hendra Setiawan soon realized his mistake. Oh, mercy. Why is he so careless. Yesterday the meeting time was explained at length, you bastard. Hendra Setiawan cursed in his heart.

" Treat it seriously. Don't get me wrong again" said Mr. Samudra Eagle. He returned a yellow maf containing a clinical trial file of beverage products on Hendra Setiawan.

" Good sir. "Hendra Setiawan nodded. He went back to his desk, slamming the map with a feeling of annoyance, "you damn Ocean Eagle. Our age is the same. Why he could be the head manager. What a shit. "his curse is in the heart.

Suddenly Sarah Amelia's cute face appeared while gluing a notepad on the wall.

" We're going out for a drink tonight "message Sarah Amelia.His face looks cheerful. Hendra Setiawan is happy. Soon she replied to Sarah Amelia's message.

" no. Tonight Almahira invited a meeting in Rindu Alam. "reply Hendra Setiawan. Sarah Amelia fused her fingers and thumb. Cue ok.Try smiling as sweet as possible.

" Fuck you Almahira. You ignored my message. Foolish woman. "snarled the pretty prettiest girl.

Hendra Setiawan looked at Almahira. Almahira's yellow handbag was still lying in his chair.

" Almahira. He is very different from Sarah Amelia. Sarah is so cute and funny. Almahira was stiff and haphazard. He never cared whether Hendra Setiawan was late or not "I had to go down first

My car is a mess. If Almahira sees, he's a regular. But this, the beautiful Sarah Amelia, ah if I think that all this time Almahira was very gratuitous. True there is no softness. "inner Hendra Setiawan.

The Almahira apartment. The girl opened her closet.

"God. What kind of clothes I've been wearing for ten years. " Almahira looked up at her clothes hanging in the closet. True true gratuitousness.Yes God.

Almahira sat in front of the dresser. There are some beauty products on that table.

"Do I do facial treatments. " Almahira noticed his face in the mirror. "it seems like I take care of my hair too. "he smiled to himself. Pinched his chewy cheeks. "my God why there is this dangerous product. " Almahira researched the container of face cream on the table. He remembered some time later there would be many cases of skincare abal-abal cases investigated by the police. Many artists who became the stars of the product advertisements were involved. Almahira immediately threw away all her beauty tools. He remembered that it was a recommendation from his beloved friend. Sarah Amelia's. No longer a friend. But the main enemy.

Almahira grabbed her hair. Then plug it into the socket. That's when the phone rings. Almahira remembered. He had experienced a situation like this before. Where his phone rang when he was about to put on his hot hair. At that time he was stuck in the cable, when he was about to reach his phone. Because there's a message coming in.

And as a result, his arm was injured by heat stroke.

Almahira grabbed her phone. Then check his arm. Hmmm, not hurt. It can change destiny. Hmmmm, okay. Almahira checked messages from Hendra Setiawan.

Hendra: I came home, and I brought a gift.

A present. Almahira tried to remember something. Yeah, well, the same thing he's been through.

"No. I'm coming too. The gift is Sarah Amelia." Sarah Amelia's cute face is imagined carrying three bottles of alcoholic beverages.After standing with a satisfied smile, yes Hendra Setiawan. The reason they met on the street. Even though they go together. "I am a fool, unaware of how harmonious they are. "the mind of Almahira. He smiled ibl*s.

"Well, Sarah Amelia and Hendra Setiawan. I will make your dreams come true. Love is full of tears that you've been trying to protect all this time. I will change my own destiny, as well as the destiny of both of you. Sarah Amelia, you want my husband so much, so I'm going to give you the fate you dreamed so much of. All right, my mission is to consummate the marriage of my husband and my best friend. "

With a smile, Almahira looked at her phone.

sorry, good and honorable reader. Maybe you feel like this is a similar story or there are similar ideas. Frankly, authors love to read romantic novels. But all this time instead wrote horror and mystery stories. Thank God, this is the second work of the romance genre. And the first time travel. And the fourth lyrical work. Thank you for stopping by our work. Wassalam´s.