It's Not You I Want

emotions again

"Zil, I'm home late today, you heart at home yes"

"why should I say not every day never give the news 'inner zila

"Zil"

"ahh__yama"

"Don't daydream, ain't good"

"gw confused to have to respond to Lo rich how to do, I'm Awkward with Lo's attitude, not not dislike but I'm used to Lo's hard attitude" I wanted zila to express what she felt in Daffa but everything was just stuck in her esophagus

"Yes" answered the short zila

Daffa kissed zila briefly, zila tidka could express what she felt like now, everything arrived, 2 years they were married and this was the second time Daffa kissed her forehead , the first time after the Kabul ijab.

"May I touch her"

Actually Daffa does not need permission for that, but Daffa is just afraid of things before they happen again.

zila nodded awkwardly, Daffa sat on the floor equalizing his position with the zila belly, Daffa pointed his hand at the belly of the zila pot gently rubbed on it

"Healthy continue, baby, papa equally mamah gapati wait for you to be born, then papah buy a lot of toys for you yes"

The two smiled warmly, zila rubbed Daffa's black Surai, Daffa who felt the zila's hand rub in his head looked up at the face of the zila, the zila he looked at was even wrong, and pulled his hand from the top of Daffa's head

"Why is it kept away, I like it" Daffa then rose from his seat.

"I left a long time ago afraid of late, assalamualaikum"

"navaloupe"

"why ga from earlier to, my heart can move position if rich gini continues"

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"Assynogaic"

"Korasoallam"

Hana immediately hugged the zila, although a little distress because of her luggage.

"Gw really misses Lo Zil"

"Gw, so is Han"

Hana let go of her embrace, staring at zila from toe to head

"Why do you see how rich I am "

"ga kapa kaya aura Lo bede"

"aura what , mystical aura"

"It can be"

"lack of shit Lo, go home there"

"iss, I'm kidding, really pregnant women"

Zila then sat on the sofa and Hana followed after her.

"Lo bring what's up"

"Open it yourself"

"Wah, chicken noodles, Lo's mother's made ya"

Hana nodded, then she walked towards the kitchen, carrying 2 empty glasses, one bottle of ice water, along with a spoon and fork

"Long time I didn't eat Aunty's chicken noodles "

"Don't let my son eat for a long time"

" Aunty Tara in Jakarta"

"yes, just wanted to join__ suddenly can call if you have to go home quickly" poured drinking water into a zila glass

"Well, I want to meet you"

"yeah next time, eat, you rich ga at the love of Zil, very thin Lo"

"Yes appetite I dropped drastically, while in Bandung, whereas mother I always masakin delicious cuisine"

"Eat him now you have to eat a lot, Lo's men stay well asked I'm sure Daffa will not refuse, if you are lazy to cook"

Zila did not respond anymore, zila preferred to enjoy the chicken noodles that Hana brought.

"Lo's seriously going back to work"

"why not__ as long as pa Raka wants Nerima gw again"

"Lo's village is getting bigger Zil, mending at home"

"But I prefer work"

"whatever you want"

Hana landed her body on the back of the sofa, Hana tired of continuing to persuade the zila to stay home, Hana only saw the zila with a pregnant condition but still busy with her work.

Too late they were not aware the afternoon sky began to darken, Hana re-cleansed her goods, put the object that she had taken out of her bag, after zila washed the box of supplies owned by Hana ,zila returns to meet Hana in the living room compiling Hana's supply box into her place.

finished cleaning everything, the two friends hugged again.

"navaloupe"

Zila walked into the kitchen, opened her refrigerator which was now full of groceries, Daffa who bought it.

zila thought she wanted to cook something for Daffa, but she also doubted if Daffa would eat it, but Daffa said she wanted to start their family from scratch, she wanted to correct her mistake, The memory of the Daffa speech that made the zila finally cook the food again, the Daffa business of eating it or not, that's business later

Zila took one large piece of chicken from inside the refrigerator, cut her chicken into small pieces, after cutting her zila washing repeatedly, before boiling her chicken.

While waiting for the chicken to be boiled, zila prepared a fine seasoning.

Zila was so engrossed in her cooking that she did not realize that Daffa had come home and stood folding his hands in front of his chest, still complete with the clothes he wore when he went to work

"Allahu Akbar"

Zila stroked her chest, surprised by the presence of Daffa behind her, Daffa was also shocked as she stared at the zila from behind

"I'm sorry I surprised you"

"What are you here for"

"Watch you cook"

"Gosh I almost hang"

"Sorry, cook what? ,"

"Chicken soy sauce" Zila put a bowl of soy sauce chicken on the table, Daffa sat in front of her, Daffa put his briefcase on the next chair, zila just silently watched Daffa

"Why shut up, I'm hungry"

"ah__h yes" Tampa lingered again zila scooped rice into two dishes one for her one for Daffa, zila sat near Daffa and poured water into Daffa glass

Finished reading the prayer, Daffa immediately enjoyed the zila cuisine, there was a nervousness in the zila heart, this was the first time Daffa ate his cooking, fearing his cooking was not Daffa's taste, zila continued to pay attention to Daffa

"Why not eat?"

"gay good?" zila asked back

"it's great, I regret that I have never eaten your homemade cooking"

"I'm sorry I never appreciated your cooking"

"no problem" replied Zila, Daffa's remark reminded her of every Daffa rejection for her

the dinner was quiet again, both of them were busy with their respective thoughts, although they seemed to enjoy the food but in fact the thoughts of both were racing in there.

finished eating, Daffa did not let the zila wash the dishes, finished washing the dishes Daffa went upstairs to clean himself that felt sticky.

finished Daffa shower out with the usual look, white t-shirt, training pants with a towel on the head.

Daffa headed to the living room where Zila was busy watching the latest drama. Daffa was sitting next to the zila, zila was too focused on the tv, to not touch Daffa who was sitting next to him, his hands were busy putting his favorite chocolate snack into his mouth, Daffa just smiled watching zila with his world.

"Zil"

"yes why" replied zila turning towards Daffa and turning her eyes back towards the tv

"Remain in Bandung__,hem"

Daffa just wanted to talk stale with zila, Daffa tried to change the awkward atmosphere between them.

zila took a sofa pillow and placed on her thigh, zila who had been sitting with a position leaning on the back of the sofa is now sitting firmly.

"Emm, eat, drink, sleep, pray, pray, read a novel, read a book, and sleep again"

"and yes, I actually want to help you make things work out or help cook, but you are always angry, she said Wait for the sauce, mother excessive!!"

Zila's gaze still led to the television reluctant to look at the interlocutor, while Daffa was already sitting cross-legged with a position facing the zila.

"My zila is beside you not in front of you"

zila glanced at Daffa briefly, their position was only less than a meter away, it was not safe for the zila heart

" emm" replied the nervous zila, zila tried to shift from her sitting position so as not to get too close to Daffa, Daffa who saw the zila's behavior could only throw a rough breath.

"Zil, I'm not gonna eat you ko, so don't move on"

"I'm sorry, I'm not used to it"

"we've been married two years Zil, yes you're still awkward with me"

"you forget what our marriage is like" said zila flat,

it has been said that zila emotions are unstable, Daffa should understand the condition, this even continues to discuss things that zila does not like, he said, zila would also not be silent when it comes to their relationship.

Daffa lowered his head, aware and fully understood the max of zila speech. As Daffa drew closer to Zila, the more nervous he was, Daffa grabbed Zila's hand and clasped her tightly, after which Daffa placed his zila hand on her chest, zila simply complied with her slightly clenched hands touching Daffa's chest

"What you feel, this vibration, maybe now what I feel is also you feel"

"sa__i'm nervous"

"yes I am too, my heart is pounding you feel it right"

zila nodded

"Our position is the same, Just as nervous I just want to eliminate the awkwardness between us, I want us to be able to be a couple like normal people out there"

"We don't have to discuss the past anymore, we focus on improving our household, growing our children"

Daffa pulled the zila into his arms, Daffa inhaled the strong scent of the body of the zila. His left hand gently rubbed the zila hair, while his right hand still held the zila hand.