It's Not You I Want

swollen feet

..."If being with her makes you happy then go, pursue happiness with her"...

......Zahra Aulia's......

"Assynogaic"

"waalaikumsallam" replied Zila and Zahra together.

"Eat what dear"

"It's porridge at buyin mbak Zahra"

Daffa placed his carry-on bag on the nightstand, taking out the Qur'an.

Zila ate voraciously helped Zahra to porridge in his toilet container. Daffa smiled with satisfaction, Zahra tried to neutralize his mood when close to Daffa, Zahra looked down more or looked at Zila, trying not to look at each other with Daffa

"that's why I'm going home first, Zil"

"yes, thank you Nemenin Zila"

"There's still a lot of Ra, already take care of the zila"

"yes the same daf, the cave has considered zila rich sister cave itself"

", Assalamualaikum"

"navaloupe"

....

"melba"

"why Zil"

zila scratched her nape that was not itchy, hesitating actually said her wish with daffa, Daffa to the point of frowning waiting for what zila said

"Zil, why __honey"

"emm"

"why" asked Daffa gently, Daffa smiled at his wife's behavior

"Anu, my legs are sore"

"Daffa took off his glasses, placed them with his reading book on the nightstand.

Daffa pulled his chair down more parallel to the zila's legs, slowly daffa massaged his wife's legs, zila bit her lower lip not good to make Daffa massage her legs, daffa slowly massaged her legs, but really the end of this calf often feels pain, the soles of his feet also began to swell when the age of the womb is only seven months.

zila pulled her leg so that Daffa would stop massaging her

"hey why __he said it hurt"

"emm, I'm not good, I don't have to go to the masseur later"

Daffa pulled back the zila's leg

"Darling, there is no need to go to the masseuse yes, do not feel bad, mas right your husband, the whole body was ready to massage"

zila took a sip of her saliva painstakingly hearing Daffa's words

"my legs are getting swollen, said Zahra, have a lot of walking, my legs are getting ugly"

"siyapa who said your legs are ugly Zil, beautiful legs gini in say ugly"

zila was wrong with her behavior.

Zila stared at the man who was her husband, zila really loved Daffa , since the first time she met until now , the love was not reduced in the slightest , even though Daffa had hurt him a lot.

Zila Directly threw away her face because her gaze met Daffa, not funny to be found staring at Daffa silent, although not wrong because of her own husband's daffa.

"why, want something"

zila shook her head

"daf, here sleep next to me, you must be tired all day take care of me"

"my feet are light, now I want you to sleep next to me Daf"

Daffa relented, Daffa climbed slowly to the left side of the zila, entered into the blanket that zila was wearing, Daffa made his arm as a zila pillow, the hand that also gently rubbed the zila head, Daffa, zila closed her eyes, Daffa's hand rubbing like a tranquilizer to her. Daffa occasionally let out a brief peek at the zila's forehead, his eyes staring at the sky of the zila room, not knowing what was inside the man's mind

"i feel guilty about Zahra"

"Will arrive __why ?"

"Sir Zahra good banget to me daf"

"he's good, keeps his problems why"

"i feel guilty, I feel like I've taken you away from Zahra"

Daffa took a deep breath and was thrown away slowly, and Daffa pulled his long hair back.

" Don't feel guilty, Zil, if we're in destiny together, want me to be as close as Zahra was, not a barrier for us, so stop feeling guilty about her, not her I praise Zahra __honey, but honest Zahra Sincere man, she sincerely dear to you, she already considers you rich sister her own"

zila placed one hand of Daffa on her stomach

" our baby kicked Zil" as enthusiastically as Daffa felt the movement of the baby

"Yeah" Zila smiled happily, Seeing her husband happy

"So you know when I was in school, I often thought you knew"

"I know" Daffa replied arrogantly

zila immediately looked at the sealed Daffa beside her

"yes mas aware if you pay attention to the mas dear, you are including students who are famous for being beautiful, some classmates mas often so you talk about tau" Daffa said enthusiastically, telling me, his hands did not stop rubbing zila's stomach, though,

"They said there was one girl in the IPA class who was really pretty, but super jutek they said"

"jutches?" Ask zila

"hee em, he said you're hard to make a smile, try a really sweet smile"

"ko you say that anyway, I'm now your wife, do you deserve to talk to another man who praises me" honestly instead of being happy with the Daffa story, Daffa, but Zila felt unworthy of her own husband, told of the man who praised her, felt that what she said hurt her feelings of zila, Daffa opened her eyes, hugged her body tightly

"not that I'm max, baby, I just want to tell a story, no mean what, I don't know if it makes you uncomfortable" Why Daffa could forget his wife did not like anyone else praising him, never did Daffa tell Erik's feelings to the zila and make the zila angry, too, now Daffa is doing the same thing again

"i'm telling you about me who often cares that you're silent just want to tell you that I really admire you , I don't expect you to tell me about other people who make me their chat material, I don't like it every time I hear your story about someone else praising me.

"sorry baby, really not max"

"i love you so much"

"mas is dear to you too"

"Well, you think when I was in school I was rich"

"emm, honestly yaa__you don't get angry, that was it, I didn't take care of you too much baby, But honestly your age, you're the prettiest I didn't lie, I didn't, you've always been a one-time champion in class"

"yes, I know"

"want to tell stories but afraid you're angry"

"just a story"

"promise well do not be angry, Erik who always cares about you, he often told the same mas Adam"

"How about now, I'm ugly well, my legs are swollen, my weight is up, my cheeks are big" zila held her cheeks that looked filled

"you are beautiful, whatever your form Zil, you are always beautiful in the eyes of gold"

"you work here must be happy, have a beautiful co-worker"

"loh ko that's a pity, as beautiful as any woman out there mas gauli, mas people already have their own angel at home"

The zila cheek blouse is flushed like a boiled crab because of the Daffa mombalan