It's Not You I Want

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Daffa began to work as usual trying to take responsibility for his work as he promised zila, although now he works in a small hospital__not to reduce the spirit of Daffa in the operating room

zila helped Daffa dry his hair, while Daffa buttoned his clothes.

finished drying the zila, Daffa styled his hair, while the zila had already gone to the kitchen to prepare breakfast.

"Honey, where am I"

"in the drawer maybe"

"there's no loh this"

"find the right first daf, I'll have breakfast again"

"dear, but there is no "

zila sighed, the stove he had to turn off first, annoyed to hear Daffa yelling in search of his cellphone which was clearly on the nightstand

it was true that he was on the nightstand next to a small lamp, whether Daffa looked for it, such a big thing that it was not visible in his eyes

"So I've been dancing, baby, but honestly there's no phone there"

"continue you want to say in our house there is a ghost, who can move the goods that way, people obviously hpnya no, you are not really loud"

zila left Daffa, who was puzzled by continuing to scratch her non-itchy nape, obviously

clearly he had been looking up there but there was nothing, Daffa shook his head as his mind started to drift everywhere.

Daffa sat down while watching the zila that filled the plate with rice.

"sad"

"emm" replied the short zila his focus was still on the plate in front of him

" Such a short answer"

" yes why my beloved husband" Zila looked at Daffa with a smile on her face, and chuckled at his wife's response

" I'm going to the hospital"

"ngapain" zila sat in front of Daffa

"just meet my co-workers there"

"engga ah males"

"why dear, you're not the boss at home anyway"

" No, I'm used to it"

"Object to what?"

"loneliness"

Ok Daffa felt that zila's remarks offended his former attitude.

"How are you now"

"however" zila scooped the rice into her mouth, then glanced at Daffa at a glance and refocused on the food.

"how can you feel alone now"

"emmm how ya"

zila held up her plate standing up to walk up to Daffa sitting next to Daffa, the zila was feeding the daffa that had not touched her food since , zila was also upset when Daffa soon had to work.

" eat baby, don't keep talking dong"

Anyone please Daffa, now want it feels like daffa flew to hear the call dear zila.

zila alternately feeds food to Daffa and herself.

"you eat a lot too"

"you told me to eat a lot of daf, ga Look at me now how it looks, you deliberately ya ngingetin me about my body shape that rich gini"

rowdy why zila can think that far, honestly Daffa never intended to mention about the change in the shape of his wife's body, Daffa sincerely asked zila to eat a lot, Daffa, but why the woman actually leads to her body shape, indeed the woman is very sensitive about body shape.

"no dear, no not at all" Daffa grasped the hand of zila, zila let go of the hand of daffa because he had difficulty eating if the daffa continued to hold it

Daffa opened his mouth again after zila pointed the spoon there, but his gaze continued to look at the wife's face that looked flat

"sad"

" you're not angry, baby"

"angry?, why should I be angry, my people are eating while bribing my beloved husband"

"learn where the hell you are, so smart to get rich gini"

"emm from where ya"

cup

Daffa stole a kiss on the right cheek of zila, not just that, Daffa also pinched the fat cheek of the zila padlock, zila just resignedly accepted Daffa treatment.

"it's a shame I'm the same as you Zil"

"i also, the difference is you love her since there is your masterpiece in my stomach, if I was long before you became my husband"

"the masterpiece of the song"

"continue, I have to say that my love is the fruit of our love?, people obviously you make it no love love her same me, fortunately God directly titipin him after that night, after that night, so I don't need to feel pain a second time" zila said as she rubbed her stomach

"sorry" Daffa grabbed Zila's hand, he kissed her many times then pulled the zila into her arms

"You're on repeat" Daffa smiled ignorantly, his hands he put on the hands of the zila

"repeat what"

"utung manufacturing process"

zila leaned back on the chair, after gulping down her drink

"No ah, the process of making utung kemaren Very painful, both the body and my main mind are also finished"

"it hurts so much, baby"

"according to you" Zila closed her eyes, feeling the rubbing of Daffa in her stomach was able to make her want to sleep

"I'm sorry, 'cause I'm the next morning you can't walk"

"don't apologize, people have happened too, the results are almost out"

Daffa flipped the zila chair to face perfectly before him, his hand he had blown behind the zila's neck, the zila that had closed its eyes, the fuse was perfectly patterned because of Daffa's behavior

slowly Daffa eroded the distance between them and Daffa's lips managed to stick perfectly on the red rannum lips belonging to the zila

this time instead of just sticking, they exchanged flavors, closing their eyes feeling touch after touch that they had never done before.

Daffa's hands began to descend fingering the zila's back, moving abstractly there

slowly the unification of the lips stopped, Daffa lowered his kiss around the intersection of the zila neck, zila until closing his eyes felt a sting all over his body after Daffa landed his lips there

"daa_ _ _ daf, jangaaan"

"Why" asked Daffa with eyes that began to fog and a heavy voice

"You have to work daf"

"homework Gimana"Daffa rubbed the lips of the zila with his thumb

zila shook her head, while Daffa frowned Confusedly

"why" asked Daffa in surprise

"wait for us to be born, I don't want why"

"so I have to fast again niyh"

"yes" after a short speech, Zila stroked Daffa's head and stood carrying her used dinner plate in the wash, Daffa moved her lips and leaned back in an upset chair, again he must endure his long-lasting desires for the sake of the child.

"don't have to frown it see already want 8 o'clock you want to sit just don't want to work "

"i don't want to work before I get anything from you" zila dried her hands after washing dishes and walked back to Daffa

cup

one kiss landed on Daffa's lips, Zila also did what Daffa used to do, after the zila's lips dyed Daffa's right and left cheeks in turn