It's Not You I Want

Room key is missing

..."Not do not want to start again, just doubt if there is no taste in it "...

Tok

tock

tock

Zila took off her reading glasses and got off the bed, opened the doorknob of the room, in front of the room there was already Daffa with a chaotic appearance, the man had just returned from the hospital, a tangled shirt , ' he said , the ones he wore all day to work were still attached to his gallant body.

"What's up"

"i forgot where to put my room key"

finally, Zila understood the condition of the man, Daffa lost his room key, since Zila had heard the sound of Daffa passing by in the house since his return. The man was frustrated looking for where he put the key. There was a sense of compassion in the heart of zila, Daffa's face looked very tired, the man needed rest but until now Daffa had not found where the key was

"Have you had dinner"

Daffa nodded

"Hand first, I'll help you find him"

"But I don't have a change of clothes"

"there, this morning the clothes I was washing just dried, and I just finished folding them"

Daffa finally agreed, zila grabbed Daffa's briefcase and gave her towel to Daffa.

waiting for Daffa to finish eating, Zila went down to the kitchen to cook something for Daffa.

Not complicated there is only chicken that has spiced in the refrigerator, Zila only fried one chicken, because she had eaten before Daffa came home, Daffa down to meet zila.

Daffa sat in front while watching the zila's bustle.

Zila scooped the rice onto the Daffa plate, zila also poured water from inside the teapot into the Daffa glass.

"Sorry, just can prepare this fried chicken, you fear waiting a long time if I put other dishes"

"It doesn't matter, thanks, have you eaten?"

"yes, you eat it I want to find the key first"

Daffa nodded and put a spoonful of rice and fried chicken that had been cut into pieces of zila into small pieces to make it easy to eat Daffa.

Zila sat down next to Daffa, on the living room couch,

"The key doesn't exist, don't you have a duplicate of it"

"So I have , I've used it now"

right also, why is it difficult to find if daffa keeps its duplicates. The day is getting late both confused looking for a key that does not get.

"Come in, you look very sleepy already"

"It's so I first yaa"Without a zila stale base has already sauntered away leaving the daffa

there was no option Daffa was forced to sleep on the sofa, Daffa curled up on the sofa whose size did not match his body. Daffa occasionally swiped his feet due to the cold night weather.

elsewhere zila who felt thirsty, went down to the kitchen for forgetting to store drinking water in the room.

Zila gasped at the sound of a strong enough sound from the tv room. fearfully zila walked outwards, surprised again, zila saw Daffa who was sitting while holding his head.

"Astagfirullah, you why" zila sat down in front of Daffa

"I fell down, I was sleeping on the couch, probably because I was too moving I fell and I hit my head on the end of the table"

"Astagfirullah, let me see here" Zila was really worried to see Daffa, in blowing his head of Daffa gently, Daffa smiled happily at the worries of zila.

"your silence should be on the compress, your forehead Memmar "

"No need, seeing you so worried, just enough to make the pain go down" Daffa smiled ignorantly teasing zila, saying, zila, who was misbehaved by Daffa's words, kept her hands away from Daffa's forehead and stood on the couch.

"New 1 o'clock in the day , sleep again , I will also sleep"

"Zilla"

zila who had started to step away stopped her steps, looked back at Daffa

"May I sleep in your room tonight, I can fall down again when I sleep on the couch"

zila nodded in agreement and walked first because she was still embarrassed by Daffa's words earlier

Zila first lay on the bed, drowning her body with a blanket.

"You can get out of breath Zil" Daffa lowered a little zila blanket that covered his face. Zila just kept pretending to sleep

"Zil"

."What?, I'm sleepy, go to sleep"

"So off to work on a motorbike?"

"yes"

"from tomorrow I'll drive you"

"no need for me__"

"if you refuse me make sure every step of your foot to the office, will not be in the pleasure of Allah"

deg

said Daffa managed to slap zila, There is no other choice zila assented, whereas earlier, zila wanted to refuse raw raw.

Do not blame zila aja, Daffa is also wrong, zila just do Daffa wishes.

"Where is the work today'

"Daf, if you want to talk tomorrow well, I'm sleepy"

"emm, sleep"

.....

"Zila woke up as usual, this time she felt something was falling on her stomach, zila was able to guess what it was, yes Daffa's stocky hand was perfectly circular on her Stomach, zila tried to remove Daffa's hand from his stomach, instead of succeeding Daffa even tightened his embrace, making the zila his bolster.

"Stay like this for a moment" Daffa said directly behind the zila's neck with a distinctive sound of waking up, Daffa's breath could even be felt against his neck.

"you have to go to the mosque, get up I want to take a shower and prepare breakfast"

"Attent"

Zila resigned and let daffa embrace her, actually a position like this is not good for zila heart health, their position is too close.

"Zil"

"Hem"

"You doubt my sincerity huh__hem"

"you mean"

"Do you not understand or do not understand"

Silent zila has a silence.

"Zilla"

"what"

"you don't want to start everything from scratch with me"

"daph, if I were to be called, I'm just a Passenger of your ship, where you take me sailing, I'd stay on the ship, without protesting, because I'm sure you as the captain will find the way to the last port, the, even if you choose to stay on board and not run the ship and let your passengers drift in the ocean, there are two choices that passengers will make, first stay on the boat, or jump and wait for help to come, without knowing when the day will come"

"So I chose to continue the journey, after floating in the middle of the sea for quite a long time how , what after that we get on the ground you still want to be with me on the boat and continue the journey on the same boat or leave me'

"depends"

"depends?" Daffa repeated the zila

"yes, depending, if I have started to get dizzy from floating in the ocean for too long, maybe I prefer to stop at that stop, and not continue the journey to the last pier with you"

Daffa drew the zila closer to him, in his grip of a possessive zila body, his feet locked on the zila's feet

"No, I won't let you go, we'll be leaning on the last port using the ship I sail"

"have you not forgiven me"

"Hey, why shut up"

" I'm tired of daf" the zila's voice trembled, the daffa who understood the thing.it flipped the zila's body to face it

"I'm sorry, it must be hard for you, sorry"

"don't cry anymore"