It's Not You I Want

operation

"Dear, it's been a lot of rest there, you're not tired"

"this is the last promise" Daffa can only obey, even if he is forced to have his own who can get angry, Daffa, Daffa Can only help zila arrange the dishes and other eating utensils on the table, want to help cooking__fear his cooking is not in accordance with what his wife wants.

"honey why" indeed Daffa worried about the face of zila as if to endure the pain of his left hand continues to rub his stomach"

"my stomach is cramped"

Daffa clutched the zila body from behind, rubbing the wife's stomach with tenderness, Daffa also occasionally put a kiss on the wife's shoulder, zila leaned her head while enjoying a gentle swab of Daffa on the surface of her stomach.

seeing the zila struggle while pregnant like this, made Daffa remember all the bad treatment he did first, not to mention when zila gave birth later __he had to risk his life for the birth of the baby they were waiting for, After that he hurt women who were willing to risk everything for the birth of a small baby in their family

It has all become a memory, and a lesson for him, now Daffa should be able to be the best husband for zila, want to improve things that would not be able to.

Daffa went into the room after Dzuhur prayer in the mosque as usual, Daffa joined sleeping with zila who overslept after prayer, zila slept on her back, Daffa slept facing her, Daffa sleeps on her back, daffa Tidied up the messy baby zila hair, in his face in the face of the wife, a smile seemed etched beautifully in the look of his face. Daffa was well aware that if he really loved Zila, he loved her whole heart.

"I'm sorry for all my mistakes Zil, sorry, I love you zila, I can't live without you"

zila squirms probably because of Daffa's hand rub in her stomach.

"Daffa" zila blinked her eyes, making sure that Daffa was sleeping next to her

"Hem"

"Mad papah hasn't come yet"

"not yet dear"

"what time is it" zila gently rubbed the hair of Daffa who was asleep tightly hugging her body

"just past 2 o'clock, Ikaaang"

"emm"

daffa's phone on the nightstand rang, Your name clearly written on the screen, Daffa wiped the screen with the same position as before.

"assalamualaikum why mah"

"waalaikumsallam want to be able to pick up mamah papah nak__ at the airport"

Daffa looked at Zila, as if asking permission before agreeing to the mother's request

"Yes, Daffa is leaving immediately"

"sorry to take nicotine"

"don't you, well, this is Daffa going"

"yes to assalamualaikum"

"Korasoallam"

"sad you're coming, I'm not calm if you're alone"

"don't daf, I'm tired today, you're the one who picked up well, no papa right"

"yes you have a heart at home, I picked up mamah papah first"

zila just nodded

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actually __honestly, Daffa was so worried about leaving his own zila at home, I don't know what it really is but at the end of this he wanted to always be close to the pregnant woman. as now his mind kept thinking of his pregnant wife alone at home.

could not bear the end daffa grabbed his phone and looking for the wife's number, fortunately zila immediately picked up the phone

"assalamualaikum darling"

"still on the street baby, I'm worried about calling you"

"o Allah daf, calm me ga papa ko, must be immediately ngabarin if there is something, do not call again on the road, later not focus __danger"

"yeah, I continue the road firstwell, you heart, assalamualaikum"

"navaloupe"

there was a sense of relief after hearing the voice of the wife who had just 15 minutes left it, excessive indeed but the feeling also could not lie, Daffa really worried about zila, maybe because the real zila again gave birth, Daffa, afraid that the wife will suddenly come a sudden contraction.

At home __zila began to fidget his stomach actually had pain since just now just that he could hold it and tell Daffa his stomach was just cramped as usual, zila sat in the living room waiting for Daffa __ and her in-laws whom she had been waiting for since last night.

his eyes closed feeling the pain that never stopped in his stomach, occasionally zila bit his lower lip resisted pain, sweat had also poured around his forehead, as if the air conditioning was useless.

resting on the back of the chair __zila tried to stand up, wanting to grab a cell phone in the room to contact Daffa, but because his not-so-strong grip made him fall on the floor.

zila could only grimace in pain, her tears fell instantly, her back was crumbling, the fear became even more after zila saw blood flowing in her calf area.

"Daffaa"

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on the way home __Daffa began to fidget, since then he contacted zila's cellphone but never lifted.

"Maybe zila's sleeping son"

"no way mah, just before you picked you up, Daffa same zila took a nap together, zila also said she would wait in the living room" worry emanated clearly in his face, Daffa pulled his hair prustasi, Daffa, staring at the screen of the phone that keeps trying to contact the wife.

"you calm down, son, maybe zila in the bathroom" Now the father tries to calm down.

With a high speed daffa driving his car, actually the two beaks of Bayah who was in the car were frightened to see Daffa carrying the car as if not concerned with other drivers, but they understand the child's worries only the way.

arriving at the parking lot, the daffa passed first did not help his parents lower the luggage, but also just turned around, what a feeling of daffa is not because now, what happened to his wife to not lift her Call, not to mention her, may what his parents say be true, his wife may fall asleep due to exhaustion.

the sound of diphth on the door signifies the door of the apartment is open, how surprised daffa saw the wife with a pale face staring at her, puddles of tears make Daffa heart sliced to see it, Daffa, Daffa had not noticed the red liquid flowing in his wife's calf

"daffaa, sakiit" shirih zila

"honey you why" Daffa ran fast, carrying the body of the zila, after his daffa realized the red liquid that littered the floor

"Daffaa__ please__ very sad, my stomach"

"yes, baby, we're going to the hospital now"

"Daffa zila why son" cried the Goddess from the doorway

"i don't know, we're taking Zila to the mah hospital"

"son, your wife is bleeding"

Daffa could feel the zila grip on his back shirt loose, Daffa was made increasingly worried, zila lost her consciousness, her face pale as if blood stopped flowing in her body,

"honey, baby, zilaa, get up, don't make me worry about zilaa" Daffa sat on the floor to confirm the zila, patting on the cheek of the zila that was beginning to cool down.

"zilaaa, wake up"

"Daffa we have to take Zila to the hospital now son"

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Daffa paced back and forth in front of the door of the zila room, because of the bleeding that zila got he had to give birth caesarean to save his life as well as the baby, already 2 hours more Daffa waiting.

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...sorry for a lot of typo...