Frisson

Your feelings are more important

Hanen realized something was strange with Zia hugging him. "I hurt you, Zi?" asked Han with Zia's head still on her shoulders. The head shook. "You don't agree I'm doing this?" ask Han again. Zia's head also shook his head for the second time.

"What's up, Zi?" Hanen's confused. Their shag rhythm is messy. Han chose to sit down and tightened the embrace on Zia's body. This woman could not show her crying to Han. So he kept quiet while still drowning his head on Hanen's shoulder.

A cold morning with dew, Zia was in front of the house watering the flowers in her small garden.. He finished cleaning himself and wanted to play around with his favorite plants.

Zia likes colorful leaves such as Aglaonema (Chinese Evergreen) or commonly known as 'Sri windpipe'. Although there is also a favorite orchid flower in-laws given to him.

It is still clearly recorded that he cried during their unification activities the first time last night.

"Cara. I don't think he keeps sticking to his heart. Although short, my feelings are still tied to him," muttered Zia with her hands still holding onto the slender (big kettles, the end of the shower covered with a funnel that was given small holes, which was a very small one, used to water the plant ) in his hands.

His eyes were not focused on what he was doing. Zia. Thinking of the mistake he made when Han united with him.

Zia's body tiptoed as a voice dialogued.

"The plants will have enough water for a few more months if you keep watering them like that" Han gently scolded near Zia's ear. Apparently it was the voice of this man.

"Han." Zia looked to the side.

"Look," pointed Hanen towards the plant. Zia looked down. Where the padlock continues to water at one point until now the water in it begins to empty.

"Oh, what am I doing?" Zia surprised. He was daydreaming Gara earlier. Until the activities that usually please his heart is temporarily diverted.

Hanen smiled. He turned Zia's body to face her. "Are you thinking something heavy?" guess Han. Zia's head shook. "If you can, share with me."

"I didn't think of anything. Just tired," Zia said as she painted a smile on her lips.

"So ... Alright. Let's go in. We can cook together. Since it's a holiday, I'll help you. I will always help you in the future. Your fatigue can be reduced." Han immediately made a new statement.

"no need. Now my activities are only at home. If cooking is taken over by you, the activities at home will be reduced. That's boring." Zia refused while acting sullen.

"OKAY. I'm changing. I'll cook if my wife's tired."

"That might be true." Zia pointed at her husband proudly. Han smiled. There was no expression of being hurt or upset by last night's incident on Han. This man could even smile and be gentle with Zia.

You can't forget about last night. You must be pretending not to think about it.

"I've bought some cooking ingredients from the vegetable maker earlier," said Zia.

"really? So we're ready to cook?" Zia nodded.

They both went inside. Heading into the kitchen after Zia put a padlock on the back door. Zia's feet towards the shiny black refrigerator. Take the groceries he bought earlier.

"Help me peel ya .."

"okay." Hanen approaching. Zia handed the knife to her husband.

This cooking event is very powerful for this married couple. They both reproach each other and mute the results of their respective vegetable pieces. Laughing, joking, as if there had never been a tempest in their household. They're pretty relaxed. Although last night their bed game was also interrupted due to Zia's crying.

Because both do, cooking also feels fun. Even meal time is not felt. The dishes were both clean from the leftovers. Hanen helped bring the remaining food, to be placed on the kitchen table. Then handed the dirty furniture to Zia who was ready to wash.

"okay." Han followed Zia's proposal and sat down on the dining table chair. Zia started washing dishes. Her daily activities are housewives. Although it still feels foreign because often he spends time working outside.

Zia was shocked and tiptoed as Hanen's arms hugged her from behind. Habits of this man.

"Han .. you startled me," Zia exclaimed as she gently poked Hanen in the stomach. This man just chuckles softly.

"Have you taken a shower?" asked Han who inhaled the fresh scent of Zia's hair as he placed his head on this woman's shoulders. She also felt Zia's hair slightly wet as her hand touched that hair.

"Of course it is."

"Eat is so sweet."

"Gombal," Zia's lips. "Have you not taken a shower?" ask Zia back. Then looked towards Han on his shoulders.

"It's also."

"Let's get off me. This piece of furniture won't finish washing if you're like this." As both of Zia's hands were wet, she swiped her head towards Hanen's head intending to chase him away.

"No. I don't want to let go of you anymore, Zi," Hanen said with her eyes closed. This man's head was still leaning on Zia's shoulder.

"I'm gonna do the dishes, Han." Zia tried to rebel by moving her body to escape from Hanen's arms.

"Let us do this." Han was clutching Zia's body tightly. "I don't want to be rejected by Zia" whispered Han softly and sounded pitiful. That sentence made Zia finally choose silence. He put the plate in his hand and washed the soap foam that was stuck.

Zia thinks this has something to do with last night. When she allows for unification, but instead cries as Hanen is at the peak of her passion. That might have been a rejection for Hanen.

Silence. Hanen hugged the silent Zia doing nothing in front of her.

"Han. Last night I .." said Zia who could no longer bear to say it. He wants to talk about dirinyam

"If you talked about us last night, don't. Let it go." Hanen instantly caught Zia's intent.

"But I ... "

"I understand it," Hanen cut down quickly.

"I always remember that night I turned you down, Han. I'm not calm." Zia began to reveal her heart.

Hanen raised her head and let go of her embrace. Turn Zia's body to face her. His hand touched Zia's cheek. This woman was silent as she looked at Hanen. No longer continue the sentence.

"I'm fine. You can act ordinary. Otherwise, it would make the atmosphere uncomfortable between us," Han said.

"I've rejected you, Han. I can't let go of my mind about it."

"You didn't reject me." Han convinced Zia. "That's the first time we've done it. We start ... No, but I started too soon. Your heart ache because I'm still stuck. I'm sorry Zi. I'm in too much of a hurry and just selfish." Han apologized for their union last night.

Zia actually wanted to apologize as well, but apparently lost quickly to Han who had said it in earnest.

Han did change, inner Zia.

"I was surprised when you cried, but I understood it. Your feelings are more important than my desires." Hanen hugged Zia's body. "I can wait, Zi. Your heart won't be able to calm down if I force it. I-i understand. Get rid of my wish." Zia also wrapped her arms around Han's waist. Then it sank its head against this man's chest.