Love Anya For X

Chicken Satay.

"Looky! I can't say a word hearing all your stories." Ian said, clapping his hands.

The man had no idea what Hana had done. But what makes it even more inexhaustible, is the attitude of Axton who is still willing to do good to the woman.

He understands, it is not easy for Axton to forget Hana just like that after being in a relationship for many years. But still, he should not just be soft on Hana.

"Then?" ask Ian.

Axton frowned. "Then, what?"

"You're going back to him?" there is a tone that does not like to be heard clearly from Ian's sentence.

"You're crazy!"

"You're crazy." Axton glared at his best friend's reply.

"Ck! I don't want to talk about it anymore." Axton felt Ian was asking him to fight, so Axton decided to end this conversation.

Ian looked at Axton flat. The man held all the spicy words he wanted to spit out, on the tip of his tongue.

Axton doesn't have to turn into a heartless jerk. He knew very well, his best friend was not such a person.

***

The clock was at half-hour one night when Axton arrived home. He was so shocked when he passed Anya who was fully dressed in the front door of their apartment.

"Where is midnight like this?" ask the man suspiciously. His eyes were staring at Anya from top to bottom.

Anya who was nervous tried to answer as calmly as possible. "Hungry." The woman slipped her hair back while grimacing. Not to forget, he kissed the man's hand.

"No food at home?" ask again.

"Nothing."

"– all I want." Anya continued the sentence in her heart, while chanting prayers for Axton to let her out. Anya did not want this day to end like the Yellow Watermelon event the other day.

"Then I go first" Anya said, wearing her sandals, preparing to leave.

"I'm taking it," Axton bargained.

"No need, I'm just for a minute. Anyway, Brother has to rest." Anya moved her hands together, forbidding Axton from coming along. He won't be able to find what he wants.

Axton did not respond to Anya's words. The man instead took the mask and hat hanging nearby, then headed for the exit first.

Anya grimaces. His shadow about exploring the food he wanted alone ran aground.

*

"We're going to a fast food place, which is open 24 hours." Axton spoke out, asking for Anya's approval.

Tuh, right!

"Mmm .. I want another meal," Anya bit her lip. The woman was determined to get the food she wanted, no matter what.

The man raised next to his eyebrows. "What food?"

Hearing Axton's question, Anya immediately put on a face. "I heard there is a simple satay shop that is open 24 hours not far from here. I want to eat there."

Axton paused for a moment before nodding his head. "alright. Wait in the lobby, I'll take the car first."

Anya shakes. "It's pretty close from here, we'll walk."

"okay."

With carefree steps, Anya led the way. Thankfully, he did not have to fight with Axton about Sate, like the Yellow Watermelon. The woman smiled happily, while imagining how fragrant the scent of satay was being burned.

It was not until ten minutes that the two reached a roadside tavern that Anya meant. Apparently, there are still some customers eating there.

A father of about 60 years and his daughter let Anya and Axton find a seat and order food.

He looked at Axton.

"Goats. Warm tea." As if understanding what Anya meant, the man answered briefly.

In a feisty tone, Anya mentioned her order, "I ordered three servings of rice, ten skewers of goat and twenty chicken skewers huh, sir? Drink three warm sweet teas."

Axton was flabbergasted to hear all of Anya's orders. They only came together, but why did Anya order three servings for each of her food and drinks?

While waiting, Anya took the crackers and ate them first as a snack. Occasionally the woman watched the seller who was burning satay, while Axton was busy fiddling with his phone.

"It's the sweet tea brood" the 20-year-old, the son of the salesman, gave three glasses of warm tea to Anya's table. Two glasses in front of Axton and one glass in front of the woman.

While smiling shyly, Anya then shifted the second sweet tea in front of Axton towards her.

"Ahh," the girl laughed awkwardly.

Moments later, three servings of satay and rice orders arrived at their tables. Just like the child, the seller put two servings of rice and satay in front of Axton.

While grimacing Anya took a serving of rice and a serving of chicken satay from the man's presence.

The salesman laughed. "It's not surprising that men eat twice as much as they should, but thin women, I just saw it this time." Said Her.

Anya just laughed at the words of Mr. Seller satay, then thanked him for the food.

"You sure you can spend it all?" axton asked hesitantly. Anya nodded steadily.

"How many days has he not eaten?" muttered Axton slowly.

After being convinced no one saw him, Axton lowered the mask and ate quietly, as well as Anya.

The woman was so greedy to eat the chicken satay she ordered. His face looked very happy, like he had gotten what he had been craving all along. According to Axton, this is just an ordinary chicken satay. They can buy it tomorrow.

Seeing the look of Anya's cheerful face, inevitably, made Axton pull the corner of her lips.

Feeling noticed, Anya turned to him. "Wouldn't you?" Anya offered the man, when she saw that Axton's dinner plate was clean.

"No." The answer. The man reflexively extended his hand to Anya's lips. It was meant to clean up the rest of the peanut sauce left on the corner of the woman's lips.

Anya flinched, as well as Axton. The man hurriedly withdrew his hand after wiping the corner of Anya's lips. "Speak finish! I'm sleepy." Said ketus.

***

Axton and Anya break into their apartment. The man was still amazed by Anya who had a thin body but was able to devour food for two people. As Axton knew, the portion of the woman's meal was very little, so how could Anya suddenly have an appetite beyond her?

"I sleep first," Anya said when she arrived in front of the room fitting.

Axton flinched for a moment before finally opening his voice, "You're going to continue sleeping there?" ask the man.

"You mean?" instead of answering, Anya asked back.

"Sleep in that place," Axton pointed to his room fittings.

Anya smiled. "Yes. Good night," he said. The woman immediately rushed into the room and closed the door.

Arriving inside, Anya leaned against the door. The woman's hand was holding her front shirt.

His heart now rumbles incoherently. Not wanting him to be denied, his heart this time was a little flowery.

At first, Anya was sad to think about how she felt about the pregnant women out there, who were happy to be accompanied by her husband when he was craving something.

But unexpectedly, he can also feel it, even though Axton does not know.

"We sleep well, yes" Anya said as she stroked her stomach affectionately.