It's Not You I Want

Divorce

..."Do I have to wait any longer for you to open your heart to me, or stop here"...

Zila sat cross-legged on her mattress, her hands holding the frame of the wedding photo taken 2 years ago. In the Poto both equally smiling happily both zila and Daffa, without the zila know if Daffa hide all the anger behind it.

Zila smiled bitterly, her thumb directedly rubbing the picture frame that began to dust.

Without zila let one drop of her tears flow just like that while remembering the treatment of Daffa that hurt her feelings.

the flashback

"gold, which room is next door"

"i'm here and you're here"

Zila frowned, puzzled by Daffa's answer as to why her husband had pointed to 2 different rooms

"Max mas"

"yes, you sleep in my guest room sleep in the master room"

zila did not hear wrong, her husband asked her to sleep in a different room, what is it

"loh ko split mas instead of ___"

"CAN'T ASK A LOT I'M TIRED"

zila speech was cut off by stretching Daffa, zila was only able to bite her lower lip, not expecting the man who had just legitimately become her husband could form her

"you can finish your stuff, I'm in first"

Daffa went into his room and closed the front door hard enough, even zila to the point of jolting at him

"O Allah is what this is" said Zila in the heart

zila also went into the guest room shown by Daffa, her room was directly opposite Daffa's room. Before closing the door of her room, she looked at Daffa's room, hoping Daffa would come out and undo her intentions

zila sat on her bed, staring blankly at the door, the incident that had just happened really made her ask what was really wrong with Daffa

the flashback

the memory of Daffa's changing attitude when they first moved into Buyar's apartment due to knocking on the door from the outside.

zila immediately wiped away her tears, she had promised herself that she would never cry in front of Daffa or shed her tears in front of Daffa, she did not want to be considered weak.

"Had breakfast". Ask Daffa

zila just shook her head in response, today is the weekend, so they are the same at home.Maybe see the zila who did not come down to make breakfast, so Daffa took the initiative to make something for her

"Let's have breakfast with fried rice"

"Just you, I'll eat it later"

"why__you are allergic to fried rice" Not the real question, rather Daffa insinuated the zila who again refused his offer, Daffa also know, there is a Man allergic to rice, if there is a steady, steady, if zila is not likely to be allergic to fried rice, because usually zila makes fried rice for him even though Daffa never eats it

"i have no appetite"

"Don't be selfish Zil, you know there are lives that also need food intake in here"

Daffa spoke and touched the belly of the zila pot, the zila who first got such an action quickly took a few steps back after realizing that Daffa's hand had touched his stomach.

the act of Daffa even almost made him stumble on his own feet, because he tried to avoid Daffa, it was obviously surprising to him, he said, the first and last time Daffa would touch her was the night that Zila gave up everything for Daffa and after that Daffa never again touched her

"what are you doing" Daffa's face looked worried

there is no answer zila chose silence

"Oky, if you don't want to eat but don't be childish like this, if you fell I can't imagine what will happen next"

"Sorry, I didn't mean to"

with emotion Daffa left the zila who was still staring at the door of his room

after the incident, Zila preferred to lock herself in the room when her stomach was very hungry.

forced zila out can no longer bear hunger.

zila went out and went down to the kitchen, zila saw the fried rice and water on the tray that had been made by Daffa this morning, there is guilt in the heart of zila because it has rejected the cuisine made by daffa

zila sat at the dinner table and ate Daffa's fried rice.

"you love it baby, this is what your papah cooks"

"same father Mamah can't wait to see you dear"

"kalo you girl must be beautiful rich mamah"

"kalo you guys must be handsome rich papah"

zila spoke to her future baby, zila devoured Daffa-made fried rice.

unknowingly, Daffa had been watching him from a distance. There was a sense of happiness in the heart of Daffa hearing what zila said to his son.

"What gender is ,cewe or guy"

zila immediately turned her body, zila was shocked and rounded her eyes, Zila was misbehaving herself hoping that Daffa would not hear what she said earlier,

it was only hope because Daffa heard everything Zila said

"emm, I don't know yet, when my USG refused to see the results to be a surprise"

zila nervously explained to Daffa

Daffa sat down beside the zila, hearing the explanation of the zila.

"when does the schedule check again"

"Wednesday's Day"

"let me deliver, I also want to know how it's going"

zila nodded

"you were just in the back"

"yes, why"

"emm, gapapa"

please save zila now, why is the atmosphere that is usually cold, awkward, even a moment

ludicrous to zila, the half-dead embarrassed zila must have been Daffa hearing all his sayings

Daffa just smiled at the behavior of zila, zila who increasingly misbehaved prefer to stand up to wash his dirty dishes

.....

finish eating zila in the guest room to watch the latest Korean drama that airs today

Not to forget zila brought a jar full of snacks to accompany her watching event.

Not long after Daffa joined in sitting on the sofa next to the zila, Daffa also brought zila pregnant milk

"you don't have to bother I can make it myself"

zila felt bad about Daffa, there was a strange feeling also because Daffa never wanted to care about her and now even Daffa made her feel uncomfortable because of her attitude, she said, zila is not not dislike it is just that zila is afraid of the attitude of Daffa zila can be big-headed and wants more from Daffa by__zila knows all the attention of Daffa must be because of the child in the zila content . and after Zila gave birth to her child, Daffa would not behave like this again.

Daffa did not answer, and chose to occupy himself with a tab in his hand

zila stared at Daffa from the side, completely dazzled by Daffa's handsome face from beside Daffa's nose, looking like a slide in kindergarten, plus a pair of bickering reading glasses on his nose, long hair passing through the earlobe, slightly wavy really fit for Daffa

Daffa who felt zila staring at him since earlier turned to staring at zila, and made zila swallow saliva rough.zila turned to staring at tv which had been ignored zila because of the focus of admiring the creation of God beside him .

"What's wrong, you want something" asked Daffa

zila shook her head

"You want to eat something say don't hesitate, let me buy it"

"want to eat sweet Martabak?" ask Daffa again

zila nodded, suddenly wanting to eat sweet Martabak after Daffa mentioned it

"Wait here let me buy it"

"Daffa"

Daffa who was ready to go out, stopped hearing the call of zila.

zila bit her lower lip, her hands squeezed into each other,

"what's up, there's another"

"continue"

"emm, I can't go"

What's wrong with zila, what because of her pregnant hormones with the courage to ask Daffa to take her away, but since zila has been holding her to death Matian.

zila spoke quickly again

"hhh, sorry I didn't mean it"

"why apologize, let's wear my veil wait outside"

zila raised her head, did zila not hear wrong Daffa would invite her

"what's not papa"

"yes,ayoo"

.....

Along the way, Zila stared at the window. His left hand as a headstool.

There was no chatter going on between the husband and wife, Daffa focused with the road in front of her zila focused with the road beside her.

It took 10 minutes and they finally arrived.

both got out of the car to order martabak .

"What do you think" asked Daffa

"emm, Chocolate beans in the mix"

"brown beans in mixed mas, same cheese" Daffa told his Merchant

Daffa pulled one seat left behind the zila

"sit down first, it's gonna be a long wait"

Zila complied and sat down to the chair that Daffa had given her while Daffa stood beside her with his hands folded in front of his chest.

finished buying their martabak back to the car, Daffa walked first zila in the back with his hands full of plastic martabak.

"zilla"

"ehh, raka sir"

before arriving at the zila car passed by his boss raka, while Daffa had already entered the car

"From buying martabak ya"

"yes sir" replied the short and friendly zila

"alone?, what ride? , let me take you home"

zila became misbehaved in a row of questions from her boss.

"zila is with me"

Daffa's voice caused the two people's attention to be distracted, since Daffa had been watching them from the car.

"ah, sorry Mr. Daffa yes"

Daffa just nodded showing his flat face

"sorry before sir, I think his own zila, because bring his own martabak crackle. Raka said honestly indeed he felt sorry to see the zila who was a bit troubled with his innate crackle.

"i'm pal first"

zila said goodbye to Raka after seeing Daffa Melenggang first before seizing the martabak crackle from his hand

Raka simply nodded and watched from afar the couple.

.....

At home__ Daffa entered his room without saying anything, while zila put the martabak they bought on the plate.

zila wanted to bring Daffa martabak to her room but was afraid, afraid that if she got another clash of Daffa especially after coming home from the zila market could feel the mood change of the man. Finally, Zila prefers to put her martabak into the refrigerator while her martabak she brought a guest room

"He's your boss" Daffa's voice from behind managed to shock Zila

"yes"

"She likes nawarin to make you rich"

Daffa again sat beside the zila, Daffa also brought martabak that had been stored zila in the refrigerator.

"That too"

zila replied, but her eyes were still focused on the television screen in front.

"engga too?, means he never hiked you"

"yes, once in a while if you happen to pass papasan on the road"

"fear it"

long ago Zila was caught off guard by hearing Daffa's question about her boss.

"When I wanted to eat with Hana, it turns out he also wanted to go out, he was a good person and let us ride"

Daffa is just a ria

Daffa stood up from his seat before leaving, without looking at the daffa zila

"Other times if invited one car together do not immediately want, Remember__situ women are married"

zila frowned, saying Daffa as if showing herself to be a lazy woman

"What fancies you, you directly call me a cheap woman"

zila did not accept Daffa zila's words blocking Daffa's hand but was rudely patted by Daffa

Daffa looked at the zila with a cold gaze as well as the zila who looked at Daffa with an angry look

"you have no right to judge me that way, I don't accept what you say"

"there's a yes I said if you're a cheap woman"

Daffa pressed the word cheap

"But what you said earlier indirectly called me a cheap woman"

"That means you're aware of what you're doing"

"I told you I went with Hana whether you were deaf, or what, I didn't go alone with Pak Raka"

"I'm so lazy to argue"

"you started this debate, even you started it since we first set foot here"

"if indeed you do not want to marry me why would you accept this kulot matchmaking"

zila started to get emotional, every sentence that came out was full of emphasis, zila stood up while one hand held her distended stomach.

" IT WAS ALL BECAUSE OF MY PARENTS' COERCION, IF MY MOTHER HADN'T BEEN SICK THAT DAY I WOULDN'T HAVE HAD A CHEAP WIFE, WHO EASILY ACCEPTED ANOTHER MAN'S OFFER"

"STOOP"

"why am I wrong"

" You can only hurt my feelings, the words that come out of your mouth always hurt me, every day you incise a wound in my heart, said the cheesy , the true slap really hurt my feelings"

one tear drop began to drip from Zila's beautiful eye patch. Do not mistake zila emotions that are difficult to control during pregnancy

"if you don't want to get married, why don't you talk about it in the first place, I can persuade my parents to cancel this match, why"

"why this marriage should happen, every day I have to endure the tightness in my heart getting harsh treatment from you, and today I just know your other side, your other side, I've been misjudging you I think you're a good guy, Soleh, smart, you're the same as any other guy out there, who can only hurt a woman's feelings. I do not believe that sentence can come out of the mouth that often miser to him. It turns out I really misjudged you.

zila took a breath, the tightness in her heart was so painful, zila looked at the sky of the living room, trying to keep her tears from falling more.

while Daffa only listened, all emotions were zila speech right, without any intention of apologizing or just calming the Woman in front of him.

"i can accept the snaps you give me every day, I can accept the cold, intimidating look you show me, I can accept that you consider me not in your life, but what you just said doubts the upbringing that my parents have given me all this time, Not only me who will feel pain but parents as well" shouts zila in every sentence

"i think I'm quite up here"

Daffa stared fixedly at the face of the zila who was no longer because, waiting for the sentence to be said zila"

"let's end this fake relationship"

"Maybe parting is the best option for us"