
Zenaya peeked out from behind the walls of the building. The woman's eyes turned to and fro to make sure that Alex no longer followed her from behind.
Zenaya didn't see Alex anywhere. There are only a few pedestrians walking there. Some even noticed Zenaya's presence and looked at her in surprise.
How not, Zenaya's situation looks a little chaotic. The woman's face had been soaked with sweat and tears. Not to mention her messy hair trying to escape from Alex's embrace.
Zenaya took a breath and threw it away repeatedly to calm herself down. After tidying his hair and wiping his face with a handkerchief, he came out of hiding to look for a taxi.
Although his head began to feel dizzy, Zenaya tried to keep walking slowly. He reluctantly waited for a taxi at the place and chose to walk little by little.
"At the end of the day, the taxi will come, baby," said Zenaya Lirih as she gently rubbed her stomach.
His mind suddenly drifted to 24 years ago. He still remembers Alex. Alex was one of his childhood friends at the orphanage. Both of their parents who worked together on free treatment at several parlors eventually brought him together with Alex.
He who is 5-6 years old only considers that their meeting is not something special. But it's not so with Alex. The man apparently thought the meeting had its own meaning. If you think about their age, they are far away. So, how could a responsible teenager like a little girl who just went to kindergarten school?
Zenaya's tears came back. Alex's treatment of him really brings a new fear to Zenaya.
"Rey," muttered Zenaya softly. The longing for the figure of the husband came out suddenly. He was eager to call and ask the man to come home as soon as possible.
"I miss you" said Zenaya sobbing. The woman was leaning against an electric pole not far from where she was standing.
Suddenly, a foreign car from the opposite direction moved slowly as it passed through Zenaya. The black car turned around and stopped right nearby.
"Zenayya?" Reagent got out of the car and approached his wife who was standing there alone.
Zenaya raised her head. The woman gasped when she saw her husband suddenly in front of her.
Surprised reagents. He really didn't see wrong. That was his wife.
"Why berja–"
Not yet had Reagen finish his words, Zenaya had already run into the body of the man. She clutched firmly behind her husband's suit and cried loudly in the Reagents' embrace.
"You why?" ask Reagents astonishment.
"I want to go home," Zenaya pinta in a muffled voice. "I want to go home! I want to go home!"
"Sst! Yes, we go home, we go home." The reagent sends Zenaya to the car. He got rid of all sorts of questions that started milling around in his head.
A few moments after the car moves, Zenaya immediately fell asleep. Reagents occasionally turn towards the wife while fixing her messy hair.
"What's wrong with you?" muttered the man.
...***...
Alex hit the steering wheel screaming like a madman. "What good is that jerk, Zen? WHAT GOOD?" yelled the man.
"NO ONE, ZEN! THERE'S NOTHING!" His eyes stared fiercely at the figure of little Zenaya who was in the photo.
"You broke my heart! Therefore, I will destroy your relationship! That way you'll be easier for me!" A snide laugh came out of Alex's face.
...***...
Reagent parked his car in the basement. He looked towards the wife who was still asleep.
"Zen, we've arrived" whispered Reagen as she stroked the delicate face of the beautiful Zenaya. Unwilling to get an answer, Reagen ventures out to kiss the woman's lips in order to wake up. However, Zenaya apparently was not at all bothered by her husband's pity.
Smiling reagents. The man decided to carry her all the way into their apartment unit.
Arriving inside the apartment, Reagen immediately laid Zenaya down and helped her take off her shoes. Not to forget, he also took off the coat attached to Zenaya's body.
Zenaya's eyes opened as Reagen was about to leave her to change into clothes.
"You awake?" Reagent sat next to Zenaya.
Zenaya nodded.
"So, what really happened? Why did you walk? Is there a problem?" Reagent asked some questions that he had been detained.
"You know, I'm being very sensitive. My witness went on strike and there were no replacement taxis on that road. I'm afraid I have to walk all the way home." Zenaya explained the reason.
"You sure that's all?" ask Reagents make sure. Because, he still remembers very well how the look of the face of the wife earlier. It felt impossible if it was just because of the taxi he got scared like that.
Zenaya tried to convince the Reagents. Many times he told the truth.
"Yes already then. Now you just take a break" said Reagen.
Zenaya shook her head. "I want to take a shower." The woman got up from the bed and rushed into the bathroom. The shadow as Alex hugs her and tries to do more to haunt her mind again.
In the bathroom, Zenaya cried as much as she did while rubbing her entire body to redden to remove the scent of Alex's perfume that still felt attached to her nose. The smell is not at all.
"Go! Go!" zenaya was angry.
...***...
"We order dinner" Reagen said as he got out of bed and went to the kitchen. The man told Zenaya to take a quick rest after taking a shower.
The reagent gasped as a pair of delicate hands wrapped around his waist. Zenaya apparently caught up with the man and hugged him from behind.
Without taking off Zenaya's embrace, Reagen turned to face her. "What's wrong, you're so weird?" ask Reagents to worry.
"I ..," Zenaya bowed shyly. "just miss you," he continued.
Reagents smile knots. "I miss you too." The man held Zenaya warm.
Zenaya inhaled a deep breath of fresh scent that came out from the husband's body.
For a while they were in such a position, until Reagen took the initiative to let go of his embrace first. "Let's wait in the room, I'll make you some milk." Just as the man was about to turn around, Zenaya had already gripped her shirt and kissed the man's lips affectionately.
The reagent was surprised to get such treatment from his wife. Because, all this time Zenaya never did it first. He's even been wanting to return his kiss lately.
Reagents took off their kisses. "Zen, what's wrong? Ken–"
"Touch me." Zenaya cut the word Reagent suddenly.
Wildly reagent. "You mean?"
"Touch me, Rey," Zenaya pinta with earnest eyes.
"Zen, like you said, you're being sensitive. Your feelings change easily. So you better rest." The reagents tried to resuscitate what Zenaya had just said.
"Do I look so disgusting" said Zenaya. Eyes glazed.
Reagents looked at Zenaya in amazement. Very quickly his mood changed. If the wife had looked serious, she was now like a kitten who had been hurt.
"I've never seen you like that. It is I who feel you ...." Reagents cannot continue their words. If he retaliates, it could be that they will start a fight back.
The man finally chose silence.
Zenaya looked at the Reagents deeply. Netra hazel, the wife whom Reagents loved so much, was able to penetrate to the deepest room of his heart. In a slow motion, Zenaya held her hand around the man's neck and landed a friendly kiss.
As a normal man, Reagents were of course provoked. What else this woman who kissed him was his own wife.
The reagent returned the small stings that Zenaya gave him with the same power. The man clutched Zenaya's waist, while occasionally stroking his wife's distended stomach.
His hand then slowly crept into the woman's back.
Although surprised, Zenaya tried not to avoid the touch of Reagen's hand.
"I hope you don't regret this" whispered the raucous Reagents on the sidelines of their pagutan.
Zenaya nodded. She led her husband to do more of this. "Just do it."
Got the green light from the wife, with a quick movement Reagen lifted up Zenaya's body, and wrapped her legs around her waist.
The man carried Zenaya to their bed, without letting go of his kiss.