It's Not You I Want
Cravings
Zidan sat beside Kiya, his hands busy drying his hair using a towel
"you're not hungry" Ki"
Kiya shook her head in a position still turned to Zidan,
"Not want to eat anything"
again Kiya just shook her head, zidan went to sleep next to Kiya, with a supine position, Kiya shifted until her hands could circle perfectly in the stomach of the husband.
Zidan stroked the back of Kiya's hand, and,
"zii"
"Hem"
"if for example I go before you, will you easily forget me from your life"
"fear it"
"if I am called to God first, can you quickly forget me from your life"
"what the hell you're talking about, it's not clear"
"it's less clear, for example, a___"
"yes __iya I will easily forget you keep looking for another better, prettier woman, especially not a dissident like you"
actually zidan did not like to hear Kiya's question, what kind of strange question was it.
"ziii"
"that's what you want to hear from me"
"it's so simple as zi"
"why should it be hard to forget your rich woman, I can get much better than you"
"All about us?"
"iya__all"
"all the memories of us, what will never mean to you zi, all that we've been through together "
"yeah"
"ah ah, I'm sleepy, don't talk anymore"
Too sick to hear the honesty of the husband, the woman was no longer able to hold back her tears, Kiya let go of her embrace, changed her position to turn her back to Zidan, she said, while the man felt guilty by what he had just said to his wife, Zidan knew that now the woman was holding back her cries, actually Zidan wanted to turn around to hug the young pregnant woman, but again Zidan ponder, he does not want to make Kiya big head will be sweet attitude.
Kiya did not sleep, she continued to stare at the wall in plain white, Kiya also did not cry, she just kept quiet with the contents of her head so noisy inside there.
"it's so yes zi, it's as easy as that you forget me zii, all about us you think is meaningless" Kiya's inner.
...
seeing his wife running into the bathroom to vomit her entrails, Zidan followed behind, Zidan rubbed the woman's back, dabbing her aromatherapy wind oil on the wife's back
kiya's leg took off__ her body lost a lot of energy due to vomiting earlier, zidan memapah Kiya's body, he put the woman in the dining chair
"drink first"
Kiya gulped down the water in the glass, the bitterness he could feel from the leftovers he vomited.
"thank you zii"
Zidan wiped the corner of his wife's lips, he also wiped the tears that fell on Kiya's cheek
"It's been sniffing "
the woman was too limp, her strength drained to vomit her entrails, Kiya could no longer just answer Zidan's questions, just a nod of the head Kiya gave, Kiya lay her head on the table, and she just nodded her head, while the husband continues to rub the nape of Kiya using aromatherapy wind oil.
"you're ready to be ready, you have to work, I'm no papa ko"
"no papa what, your people are very pale rich gini, stand a hard"
"i'm serious zi, I'm not papa, it's already meningan ko"
Zidan reached into his pocket to reach a flat object in there, Zidan frowned at the name listed on the call, the call stopped because Zidan never raised his call
"siyapa zi, ko is not lifted" Kiya is still in the same position
"work buddy" Zidan replied soberly, Zidan rubbed wind oil on Kiya's back, rubbing the woman's back from under her shirt.
again the same call Zidan got, Zidan snorted in annoyance then stood up passed from there
Kiya could see the man walking out of the house, not forgetting__Zidan also closed the door
"i've told you not to connect with me, if I'm at home" hasn't been able to someone who is in just any greeting Zidan first start with emotion
"why__what do you want" asked Zidan as gently as possible
"mas__ can accompany me tonight no, nginep in my house"
"don't joke you sha"
"i'm serious mas, I'm afraid to be alone here, mbok ati go home __he's sick"
Zidan pulled his hair back, his head was about to break at the request of the woman, how could he leave his wife who was also in desperate need of her presence
"gold!!"
"later I'll tell you if I can stay there, but I don't promise, you know, Kiya is pregnant, I should always be there for her"
"yes mas I understand, but I also need you in sin mas"
"yes I understand, I understand, but you also know I have a pregnant wife, I can't leave her so alone, I can't"
"iya mas sorry, I shouldn't ask something rich that to you"
"don't apologize, I'll work on it but I don't promise you sha"
"i have to go to work, I'll tell you again, and one more time, don't call me as many times as before, Kiya can be suspicious, you know sha, you know sha, I don't want Kiya to know about us"
"yes, I understand, I'm sorry, I've taken care of you"
"Hem, no papa, it's my responsibility, yes you want me to bring what if I go home "
"apple fruit mas"
"that's why I closed assalamualaikum "
"waalaikumsallam "
"ziii" the man gasped at Kiya's call
"k__kiya, you were standing there, you heard what I was talking about" Kiya shook her head
"i just opened the zii door" Zidan was able to breathe again in relief
"why__ there is a yes problem on campus "
"huh, en__no ko"
Zidan went into the house first.
...
Kiya helps Zidan put up his tie, but,
"what will you bring me when I go home "
"emm, from last night I really want to eat martabak telor zi"
"from last night "
"yeah"
"why not say, Why just say now, you want to make our child ngeces because it was you"
"sorry, I just can't wake you up"
"yes it does not need to be discussed again, if you want something to say, I will bring the martabak"
"but I don't want martabak zi"
Zidan smirked confusedly
"so you said you wanted martabak too late "
"iyaa__it was last night, today I want another one"
too tired to take care of pregnant women like this
"keep on doing what"
"i want to eat butter fried chicken, but I'm lazy to cook "
"yes, I'll buy you a rest at home "
"iyaa" Kiya gave Daffa's briefcase and grabbed her husband's hand
"i went first assalamualaikum "
"waalaikumsallam heart zi" with a smile that never fade kiya wait for Zidan's car until it is not seen again then he entered
