It's Not You I Want

Zila Decree

..."anything you hurt me , you'll still be the first and last person for me"...

Just like Zila, Daffa's heart was pounding too, the voice he had missed the past 1 month was clearly heard in his audience.

Daffa wanted to tell zila that he missed her so much

Daffa wanted to say that he wanted zila beside him.

Daffa wants to apologize for all his mistakes

Daffa wanted to say, If he feels the loss of zila

but it was all stuck in his throat, Hearing the zila voice disperse Daffa's plan, his tongue was crabby, all the Vocabulary he had compiled long ago disappeared in an instant just because of the zila sound, the, so long for Daffa with the zila figure beside him.

And in the end Daffa could only ask the news of Zila, and the baby

"Should I call again"

"later he was disturbed"

Daffa rests his head on the back of the chair.

Only then did Daffa want to close his head for a moment, but the sound of calls from outside thwarted his break.

.....

D somewhere else zila was holding onto her chest that was beating incoherently.

"Why does my heart hurt when I hear his voice"

Without the zila wanted one drop of tear to fall down her cheek, Zila quickly wiped her tears with the back of her hand.

Zila covered her face with a palm condemning her stupidity , why when Daffa called her zila could not speak stale with her even zila impressed cute with Daffa when zila really wanted to talk to the man for a long time.

honestly instead of selling expensive zila or not happy Daffa called her Just confused too, nervous at the same time.

zila again spread her body, in a supine position__ zila looked at the sky room.

His mind is still worried between returning to Jakarta or longer in Bandung.

His little heart asked him to go home immediately but his ego always asked to stay in Bandung.

Zila also continued to think about the words of the Mother who also asked her to go home and solve her problems with Daffa if it continues like this their household is like being in the middle of a beach wave, Floating without a clear purpose.

No matter how long the zila was at war with his own head, and fast asleep wake up the sky was dark, the room lights were already on, the curtains that had opened were now tightly closed.

Zila's eyes look toward the wall clock in her room, zila rushes to get up because it turns out it's already 7 p.m.

Zila woke up a little troubled head dizzy, probably because sleeping at the wrong hour, as zila remembered, finished the prayer ashar zila again sat on the bed and woke up the sun had set.

.....

"Mother ko ga bangunin zila"

"eh mother's child is awake, already praying son"

Zila nodded and helped Farah bring the empty plate to the dining table.

"Mother doesn't have to wake up baby, you look really comfortable sleeping "

"Yes__ but wake up dizzy zila head"

"yeah, you sleep at hours you shouldn't"

"Later mother incandescent head, we wait for your father to come home new we eat yes, maybe his dizziness is also because you are hungry"

Zila simply nodded and returned putting the water pitcher on the table.

.....

"Well, tomorrow can anterin zila to Jakarta not"

"You're going home tomorrow, son"

"yes yeah"

Yes, zila finally fought her ego to return to Jakarta tomorrow, but zila did not want Daffa to contact Daffa , zila just did not want Daffa to come just to pick her up .

"It can be so, but you don't want to know Daffa first if you know he wants to pick you up"

"Em, I don't want to, well, Daffa must be busy"

"Thank you, yeah"

"Gean thanks son, you're a father's son"

"yes yeah"

"News ka Zidan in Korea how well, zila Kangen .zila also want to meet mba kiya"

"Your baby said in the near future, they will go home, but do not know also when, mother also already miss the same as them"

"Abang Zidan equally mba kiya will not be fooled by the same zila-rich, how is their life"

Farah and Ali looked at each other after hearing Zila's words, regarding her brother's marriage.

"Loh, ko said that baby, don't make your mother worry "

."Is, mother niyh, what are you worried about, zila is just the name, actually bang Zidan never told me if he kept a taste for mba kiya, uh know how to sleep"

"His name is a soul mate son, whatever is fateful for his servant, it will never be wrong, even in an unexpected way" said Ali

"Yes yes well, rich Zila is the same as Daffa"

"yes son, spend it, look, you're getting thinner and thinner"

"iya Bun, thanks for the food, sorry zila can't help cook"

"Dear baby, let's eat, eat well"

"iya Bun" Ali and Zila said together

.....

finished washing dishes used to eat, zila returned to his room, there are no activities that can zila do while in Bandung, Bandung, if in Jakarta zila can spend his time to work if in Bandung zila more reading books in his room, and now also , just like that , zila sits in her study chair with a thick book titled history in her hands, in addition to Likes to read novels, Zila also Likes to read history, encyclopedia, to add to her knowledge.

zila school time including students who are smart but zila is not a popular student among other students different from Daffa, the popularity of the man should not be doubted.

Zila Bisa said that the student who closed himself up at school, his only friend and friend who he had was Hana.

D zila school is difficult to get along because of his closed attitude, sometimes zila heard other students mocking him strangely.

Soon his high school will hold a reunion of Akbar from his own generation to the Daffa generation , zila never had any intention to attend the reunion event even if Hana herself invited her especially with her current condition.

reading has been a zila hobby for a long time, zila can spend hours of time just to read a book that attracts his attention.

just like now if it wasn't for the phone ringing the zila might still be sitting in her study chair.

zila got up slowly from her seat with her hands holding her lower abdomen, grabbed by the mobile phone lying on the bed.

"mas Daffa" the outstretched zila's springy finger rubbed the green button and placed the phone in the ear.

"assalamualaikum"

"waalaikumsallam" replied zila

"sorry, I'm disturbing ya"

"engga ko, what's up"

"no papa I just want to call, no papa right"

"ga papa" zila sat on the edge of the bed, unable to stand for long.

"Have eaten"

"Alhamdulillah already, you have eaten"

zila immediately bit her lips after the question came out spontaneously from her mouth.

"Thank God I ate too"

"you're the same baby__just healthy"

"Thank God we are healthy"

"thank God"

"Zil actually has something I want to say to you"

"Yes, by the way" the warm feeling that zila felt earlier suddenly changed, zila was afraid of what Daffa wanted to convey to her, zila was afraid that Daffa would give up and have to leave her.