Zenaya's remorse
Chapter 31: Cravings.

Zenaya again could not close her eyes. The woman has changed positions dozens of times to sleep to make herself comfortable, but not always closed.

It's been three nights now that Zenaya can't sleep well. Not because he was sick or experiencing insomnia, but there is something that the woman wants to eat.

If in the morning he has difficulty swallowing food, not so with midnight. There was just a mouthful of food that flashed through the woman's mind. Yesterday Zenaya imagined a bowl of warm mushroom soup with garlic bread, this time the shadow of a serving of fried chicken so captivated her heart that was suddenly crushed.

Zenaya could have bought it herself, but somehow she didn't want to. She wanted food that others bought.

His mind grimaced, almost crying. Two days ago he could still resist his will, but not anymore. He really wanted a new fried chicken lifted from the frying pan. The smell can even be felt by the woman.

His eyes looked at the figure next to him. Reagents seem to be asleep there. The man was not at all disturbed by the behavior of Zenaya who could not stay still, even though he believed the movement of his body made their mattress move.

Zenaya rubbed her stomach which began to rumble. "We go alone, son," the woman muttered, wiping away her tears. Since pregnancy, women are a little more sensitive.

Zenaya looked at her husband, before moving out of bed.

...***...

The time had already shown at two in the morning when Zenaya arrived outside the apartment on foot.

The area to the apartment parking gate bar is actually always crowded almost 24 hours. Zenaya's eyes looked at one by one the food stalls lined up on his left side, while reading the signposts of the names of the shops.

His eyes suddenly sparkled happily, when he found one of the fried chicken food stalls, which was not far from where he stood. Without a second thought, Zenaya went inside and ordered a fried chicken with cheese sauce on top.

Zenaya took a seat right next to the window. So, while waiting for the woman can stare at the atmosphere outside the store.

Although not many vehicles passed by, but the activity in that place still looks alive. Zenaya also still found some apartment residents who just returned home.

"Excuse me, Miss. Fried chicken with cheese sauce is ready." A man in his teens delivered a Zenaya order. He seems to be the son of the shop owner. Not to forget, a bottle of cold water was also presented to him.

"When this chicken is better to enjoy with a glass of cold beer. Too bad you are not used to drinking," said the young man, recalling the words of Zenaya when ordering earlier.

Zenaya smiled knot. "It's the chicken itself that makes it delicious." Answer's friendly.

The young man smiled happily at Zenaya's praise. "Thank you, Miss. Then, please enjoy it," he said as he withdrew from before Zenaya.

Zenaya let out a small laugh at the call that the maid had pinned. Miss is a call for unmarried women.

A large plate of fried chicken that was still yawning was presented before his eyes.

"Finally!"

Although the food he wanted was not obtained from others, but he could still enjoy it.

...***...

The reagent ran the algal ridge out of the apartment to his car. The man was surprised to find that Zenaya was not in bed. He was also not seen in the bathroom, nor in the kitchen. The woman's phone was also left on the nightstand.

Reagents had thought that Zenaya might have run away from home. However, his mind was still tersepis when he saw the entire clothes of the wife is still neatly arranged in the closet.

"Where is he?" muttered Reagents worried. He pulled his car back and got out of the parking lot.

Reagents try to get rid of other bad thoughts. Zenaya couldn't have escaped to their parents' house. Especially at midnight like this. No matter what household they live in, he certainly does not want to make parents worried.

Reagents are pinching his forehead. Just now he was about to drive his car as fast as possible, a woman who had feared earlier, suddenly seen sitting in a fried chicken shop that was already quiet.

Zenaya seemed to enjoy her food alone.

Reagents laugh little. The ugly thoughts that had originally wandered in his mind suddenly disappeared.

The man then decided to park his car next to the store and get down from there.

"Sel–"

The reagent smiled as he gestured for the shopkeeper to shut up. He then pointed at Zenaya who was completely unaware of his existence.

Zenaya stops her eating when Reagen suddenly sits in front of the woman.

"Why don't you wake me up if you want to eat out? You worry me" said the man.

"You're m4ti suri, not sleeping!" zenaya replied viciously, before biting her fried chicken again.

Reagent exhaled. He was getting used to the words of Zenaya, who was said to be thinly worded. His eyes then turned to a serving of fried chicken orders the wife who now lives half.

"You're spending this chicken alone?" tanyanya.

Zenaya only glanced at a glance, without intending to reply.

Watching his wife eat voraciously makes Reagen's stomach suddenly feel hungry. The man then tried to take a piece of fried chicken owned by the wife that looked tantalizing.

However, Zenaya unexpectedly slapped the back of Reagen's hand instead. "Order yourself there! It's mine!" resounding.

Reagents laugh little. "Sorry" he said. Not wanting to disturb the pleasure of the wife, he ordered his own food.

...***...

Reagent and Zenaya arrive at the apartment at dawn. Fortunately tomorrow is a holiday, so he does not need to worry about waking up late.

The man walked towards the kitchen and placed three plastic bags on the pantry table, while Zenaya went to the bathroom.

After eating fried chicken, the two stopped by a 24-hour minimarket to buy a variety of snacks.

The man would have been happy to obey Zenaya's will. His heart warmed for a moment. Although Zenaya remained cold, at least the Reagents could spend time with the woman without having to fight.

Zenaya was already fast asleep once Reagen finished tidying up the snacks on the food shelf.

He turned off the lights and joined the bed with his wife.

The reagent stared softly at the two large bolsters placed, in the middle of them.

Zenaya did not refuse to sleep in the same bed with him, as long as it did not touch each other. Understandably, the woman once shouted hysterically when Reagents involuntarily hugged her tightly. It was from then on that the Reagents decided to create a barrier between them.

Until now, the woman is still undergoing counseling, although not as often as before. That was why he no longer felt afraid to face the Reagents.

"I'm sorry" Reagen said, landing a light kiss on Zenaya's forehead.