It's Not You I Want

Undressed

Daffa continued to rub the belly of the zila, his hands touching the sensitive parts on the body of zila __ which made the woman bite her lower lip

"open your shirt"

Daffa's heavy voice was clearly heard in zila's ears, , zila was not misheard right, Daffa asked him to open his clothes, is this really how to connect husband and wife, and, why is daffa's speech more audible while raping her.

zila was still digesting Daffa's words, Daffa's hand that had moved back and forth in zila clothes stopped, Daffa got up and sat cross-legged beside the zila that was still the same as his position.

"YOU'RE DEAF TAKE OFF YOUR SHIRT"

"SHOULD I OPEN IT"

"DON'T BUMP MY EMOTIONS __ZILA"

zila gasped at Daffa's words, zila positioned herself to sit on the edge of the bed, zila was embarrassed if she had to undress in front of the daffa, why did Daffa not understand too, too,

since the zila did not also take off her clothes, Daffa got off the bed, standing in front of the zila who was already like an infidelity person,

at the pull of the buttoned nightgown that the zila was wearing, one pull of the entire zila shirt scene was dislodged from its place, zila tried to cover her body which began to be exposed in front of Daffa , Daffa , in the face of Daffa with teary eyes, Zila did not resist Daffa's wishes but not in this way, zila like a Malang woman who was forced to sleep with a depraved man out there, she said, treated harshly, in Bentak, zila's self-esteem fell so deeply because of her own husband's actions.

"don't cry, don't you want it either" whispered Daffa in the ear of Zila Daffa, pushing Zila's body to lie on the bed, while her legs were still hanging on the edge of the bed, Daffa pulled down the pants on the zila, zila was only able to close his eyes, zila was unable to see his sad state like this, Daffa also lowered a little training pants that he was wearing, Zila was unable to see his sad state, without aba Daffa began his unification.

"sa__sick Daf__aa" Zila cried out in pain, but Daffa seemed deaf with a zila cry, instead of stopping __Daffa The faster she moved, zila was only able to squeeze the bedsheet, channeling the pain that Daffa gave her.

"da__daaf stop__sa__sick I beg daf, stop"

"once Zila hit Daffa's arm, asked the man to stop, but Daffa did not care until he got his release, feeling he had done what he had to do, Daffa pulled his pants again , and remember Daffa is still fully dressed only part of his pants are slightly down, in contrast to the zila that has been disheveled.

Daffa came out leaving the zila still sobbing because of his actions, there was no intention of covering the body of the wife after doing a painful union, he said,

brackets

Daffa closed the door firmly, the sound of the zila room door bangs could probably be heard by their neighbors.

"zila sagged and sat curled up on the cold floor, sobbing, what Daffa did really hurt her pride, her feelings, her heart.

he grabbed a blanket that Daffa threw to cover his body.

"evil you are Daf" said Zila in the midst of her cries

"mother, zila wants to go home" sobbing sounds poignant filled the whitewashed room, a room that bears witness to the destruction of zila's pride in front of her own husband.

Zila stood with great difficulty, enduring the pain in her sensitive area, the pain in her body was not as painful as the wounds Daffa had put on her heart.

"why it hurts so much" Zila monologue

"Is it really that painful" Zila saw the blood on her white sheets, her tears coming down, remembering how Daffa had taken something precious in her life.

painfully

the flashback

Given the treatment of Daffa makes zila difficult to breathe in her, zila looked at the sky of the room, preventing her tears from coming out, but could not__ the memory appeared again , the painful events that zila naturally re-twisted were clearly inside her head.

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big belly makes zila distress stand__like now, finished reading Qur'an zila had to hold on to the edge of the bed to help her stand up, zila felt Daffa hand on her Arm, Zila felt Daffa hand on her arm, yes __Daffa who also just returned from the mosque entered the zila room, Daffa directly helped the troubled zila stand with the Qur'an in his hands.

zila just stared at Daffa at a glance, then walked towards the table , zila put her Qur'an there, zila also opened and tidied her prayer tools. Daffa sat on the edge of the bed watching everything the zila was doing, Zila also sat beside Daffa, both of whom were silent, busy fighting with their own thoughts.

"willing to eat I've cooked my lunch" Zila broke the silence between them, in her hands Daffa, Daffa nodded

as usual zila always serves Daffa well, ranging from taking rice, pouring drink, cutting chicken into small parts, always zila do for Daffa.

the dining table is usually filled with small talk between them , for today is quiet , there is only the sound of spoons and forks clashing against each other on the plate, finished eating__Daffa washed the dishes while zila returned to her room for a short break.

not immediately asleep, Zila sat on the balcony of her room, looking at the tall buildings surrounding her residence

his hands were folded over the balcony railing, his,

The sound of the door whistling makes the zila aware of his daydream, the zila does not change his position, the zila still sits with his hands on the balcony railing, Daffa sits beside him, his hands directly towards the belly of the zila.

zila placed her hand on Daffa's hand and smiled at Daffa, knowing how he felt now.

"Zil"

"Hem"

"I'm so bad"

"according to you"

zila instead asked back, making Daffa silenced her, seeing Daffa's sad gaze, zila felt guilty, zila stood before Daffa, hugged the man tightly, and she felt guilty, zila also rubbed the back of Daffa, unbeknownst to Zila Daffa shedding her tears, but Daffa quickly wiped her away,

"That used to be, now it's different, you're my best husband, the man I love the most number 2 after dad, maybe it'll be number 3 if our son is a boy, how ga papa kan" zila amused himself to hear it

Daffa looked up at zila, and nodded in response

"that's what broke in the next room"

"ga__ exists" answered Daffa , like a spoiled child to his mother

"masa__so I heard it was clear that someone broke, you didn't papa"

"ga papa, mas, can ask for something not"

"what"

"Zil"

"Hem"

"Our son is absent because of compulsion, our son is present to awaken the mas, how foolish the mas, how wicked the mas to you Zil"

Daffa tightened his embrace at the zila waist, as well as the zila