
Zidan and Zia entered the house after returning home from school. Today came home more afternoon than the days usually due to basketball games. Zia immediately laid herself on the bed, while Zidan sat on the edge of the mattress.
"Eat first. Later just sleep," said Zidan while patting Zia's arm. Zia said, Zia woke up slowly like her mother-in-law's advice then by still wearing their uniform eating together with a different menu. If Zia uses chicken, complete with vegetables and other side dishes, different from Zidan who eats rames rice.
Zidan said he did not want to eat like Zia, when in fact he wanted to save money. Eating rames rice only with vegetables is enough for him, as long as his wife and child can eat well and his nutrition is fulfilled.
"Zidan wants?" tanya Zia offered the chicken on her plate. Zidan shook his head, but Zia still gave him.
"Make it aja Zi" said Zidan, returning the chicken to Zia's plate.
"Zidan doesn't want to? Zidan is thinner tauuu," said Zia trying to put the chicken on Zidan's plate again, but Zidan glared at him which immediately made his guts shrink. Though he just did not want to be selfish, Zia lowered her head to continue eating.
"Seat down, and then go to sleep. Malem will have to go to the cafe" said Zidan in the middle of his chewing. Zia nodded with excitement, Zia was glad Zidan had plenty of time at home to accompany her. Yes, although he had to work, but Zia was grateful to be able to help Zidan.
Their working hours start at half seven to half ten in the evening. Not too long for Zidan, but for Zia enough to make his waist, back, and legs ache. Pregnant women are easily tired.
After eating instead of sitting as Zidan ordered, Zia washed the dishes and cleaned the house. Zidan has already banned her but Zia says it's her responsibility as a housewife. Forced by Zidan to allow it, of course with his help, the initial intention of wanting to solve itself was even assisted by Zia. So they finished faster.
Zia had slept so that later tonight was not sleepy, while Zidan behind the house was taking care of their vegetable crops. Not too broad, but enough for vegetables that are only consumed together.
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"If this is hopeless
Why should I be the goal
When your heart is hurt, I'm the cure
Without ever appreciating
Love and love this sincere..."
Zia notices Zidan who looks very animating when singing, even though the song from Fabio Asher does not reflect their current circumstances.
Zidan sang to himself with Zia who remained seated in the high chair next to Zidan who was standing.
Zidan's voice carried all who heard it as if drifting in every lyric. This also causes visitors to get more crowded. In addition to his melodious voice, Zidan's good looks when singing especially when strumming the guitar make many women interested in seeing it.
Ayra is one of the many cafe visitors who enjoy the sound of Zidan. Again and again Zidan did things that usually only he saw other than when the race for school. Zidan now uses it to support the woman next to Zidan, but Zidan never wanted to sing in public. Parents are willing to do anything for their children.
The sound of a standing ovation broke Ayra's daydream, it turned out that Zidan had finished the song Rumah Singgah, and now it was Zia's turn.
Hearing the instrument alone all already know what song Zia will sing.
Standing out... I turn the time
Remembering the old you
It's beside me every day
So the most comfortable backrest
when I am weak when I am tired...
Ayra is filled with song lyrics that are like describing her story with Zidan now. When everything ends without the desire of the two, when circumstances force them to break the relationship that was originally fine.
Ayra's mouth followed every lyric without a sound, the memory between her and Zidan like spinning back in her brain.
Realised... I live alone
To cover all that is impossible
I was happy but everything was lost for no reason
You stop everything....
Ayra's eyes heat up when all the lyrics are the same as her story. It was as if Zia was asking him to be upset, even though he was upset. His chest felt tight, his hands became cold. It turned out that his feelings had not healed yet, the wound was still there.
Ayra is still trying to accept that the person singing now is not her happy bearer and not the one who took her Zidannya, they are victims. It's not easy indeed, and more painful, it's his own best friend.
I was hurt and crying but I accepted
All the decisions you've made
One you should know
I'm waiting for you to come back
Not strong. Ayra chose to leave the place as her tears forced down. It felt even more painful and more claustrophobic as the lyrics continued. Ayra ran away from the cafe.
Zidan saw that, but as it had already passed, he returned unable to do anything. His heart also hurt as much as hearing the song, it seems that the request for the song is heartbroken.
According to the title of the song. "Not Want to Get Worn"
Zia is done and Zia's time to rest for a while and eat the provisions that Zidan has prepared, it always feels hungry. Zia has just sung three songs.
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"There was Ayra, Zidan," Zia said as they were getting ready to go home from the cafe.
Zidan nodded, "Have no thought" said Zidan as he looked at Zia's guilty face. Zidan thought that Zia saw Ayra crying and ran away earlier.
"Yaudah.yuk came home, it's already malem," asked Zidan who was obeyed by Zia.
While halfway through, Zia suddenly felt her stomach ache. It looks like it's cramping from the cold. Zia squeezes Zidan's jacket.
"Zidan, Zia's stomach hurts" Zia said as she felt her stomach ache. Anxious Zidan stopped his motorbike at the side of the road.
"Why?"
"Kramnya," replied Zia while grimacing, Zia took the initiative to get off the motor sport Zidan, and sat on the sidewalk.
"What should be the gue?" panicked Zidan came down from the motor and held Zia's stomach. Zidan crouched down beside Zia.
"Care for water angel." Zia remembers the words of the mother, if drinking warm water can relieve stomach cramps.
"Lo wait here." Zidan got back on his bike and looked for warm water. With Zidan riding his motorcycle, he panicked to see Zia in pain, let alone living alone on the side of the road. Zidan tried to find the warm water as quickly as possible.
Zidan's motorbike stopped at a small house owned by the grandfather and grandmother of a street vendor at that time. He hurriedly asked for water from the grandfather who was sitting in front of the house.
After getting it Zidan returns to where he left Zia. He saw Zia who was stroking her stomach while closing her eyes tightly.
"Drink now" Zidan said, opening a bottle of warm water. Zia drank it little by little.
"Udah okay?" ask Zidan who is Zia's. The feeling of panic from earlier turned into relief when Zia was no longer in pain. Zidan sat down beside Zia while Zia continued to drink the warm water slowly.
"Cock can rich cramp that?" Zia simply shook her head as she continued to drink. The rest of the water he put on the stomach to make the pain subside.
"Take Zia's back?" Zidan nodded and massaged Zia's lower back which he said hurt. It is also difficult to be a pregnant woman who has many complaints such as Zia. They are still on the side of the road.