AZZOYA

episodes. 28

Zoya rides her matic motorcycle to her shop. Yesterday's incident caused him shock. But he couldn't have let his daughter lack milk. He could not fall down again by begging a husband who ignored him.

Let's just say there was never a Kobul ijab between him and David. They married under their hands. Zoya did not care, she wanted to strengthen her already fragile heart. Why did the tubi-trial come to him.

Zoya stops at a red light, still daydreaming about what happened to her.

From the side he saw David along with a woman. And David himself no assistant who always accompany him.

"Well... Don't expect Zoya. Just make some money for your daughter's happiness."

Another thing is on Zoya's mind. The truth is David was with the female architect. Last night he spent his time renovating the house he bought for Zoya. David wants the house that Zoya wants. There was a little Almira. Of course David will make a yard wide enough for his little daughter.

Remembering that Almira was already legally his daughter. David smiled broadly, the child was adorable.

"I guess when the house is finished.?"

"If you don't mind a week it's over, sir."

"Can't go any faster?"

"I will try to do it, sir."

After driving the woman David went straight to his office. The work that piled up made him forget that he was married to Zoya.

"****... Why can forget. Zoya must be thinking things out."

David snatched the car keys. Rey who saw her master hurriedly sighed. It's not new if David will forget everything when it comes to work. Three years ago he went crazy. Since the departure of Zoya David has never left her desk at all. He only stayed when he was looking for the whereabouts of the woman.

And now that they're married, maybe his mind is plong can get Zoya. And David should be more intelligent to take Zoya's heart. That guy is so stiff.

"Damn why I forgot to tell him."

David was striking the gas at high speed. Upon reaching his destination, he clenches his hand looking at Zoya with the man who wants to propose to her.

"Are you really married to Mr David Zoy?"

"Yes"

Zoya replied, It feels so guilty with Bhishma. The man who had been with her for the past two years and her daughter. Comfort him with all his silence. He thought Bhishma had no ulterior intent to him. But it turns out that guy keeps a taste in her.

Zoya does not expect the man to love her, because she already considers Bhishma as a sister for her. But Bisma thinks otherwise.

"Congratulations on your marriage, Zoy. I think I'm the lucky guy who can get your heart. Someone is even luckier."

"Mas Bhishma, can get a more beautiful woman and certainly a girl. Not like Zoya."

Zoya tries to melt the tense atmosphere. He knew that Bisma was disappointed in him.

"I want to say goodbye to you, Zoy, I'm going to town A. Papi told me to go there, maybe so I could forget you."

"Mas"

"Yes, I'm kidding. Give my regards to Al."

Zoya nodded in affirmation of Bhishma's words. After the departure of the bisma he went inside.

Argh...

"Astaghfirullah haladzim, Mr. David surprised me. What's the need?"

David surprised Zoya who was standing firmly in front of the door.

After remembering that they were married, Zoya leaves David standing at the door. Why David was looking for him. He thought David had completely forgotten that they were married.

Seeing Zoya ignore her David follows the steps of the woman who is his wife. He searches for the whereabouts of the woman who works as Zoya's employee.

"Sorry what is it you're here for? Is there anything I can help you with?"

"Where is that woman?"

Zoya knitted her eyebrows together hearing David ask Mira. What's he looking for Mira's whereabouts.

"Zoya.."

David stepped onto the seat. Her heart was so hot hearing that she wasn't working today. That means Zoya is alone with the man.

Zoya thinks David might like Mira.

Zoya steps up to make David a coffee, then thrusts it at him.

"His coffee sir"

David glanced at the beautiful woman who had the status of his wife. Soon he breathed his breath slowly. Why Zoya still meets the man. Are they still in close contact.

"Why did the man come here?"

Zoya stops shuffling the eggs, hearing David talk.

"Are you still in touch with her.? You're married, don't deserve to see another man."

" Bisma didn't mean anything to come here."

David smiled wryly. Even Zoya calls him a mas, sounding very friendly. She called her husband's name, sir.

"Don't get close to him anymore, or any man."

David pulls Zoya's hand and takes her out.

"Where are you taking me? I'm working."

"I've called my man here, now come with me."

"But"

Brakk...

David closes the car door and drives his car to a famous boutique in town B.

After he opens the door for Zoya.

Zoya who was brought here knitted her eyebrows, what they came for.

"Master_"

Zoya's lips clenched back, as her hand held by David went inside.

"Good day, Mr. David."

"Pick the clothes you think you're good at."

Zoya was still standing where she stood. Confused what he should do. All his life he had just set foot in a boutique. Usually he will buy clothes in the market or online.

"Zoya.."

"Ah yes.."

"Let's help my lady,"

Zoya smiled kindly, her eyes looking at the contents within the boutique. It turned out that everything was a shar'i outfit. David took her to a special boutique clothing seller syar'i.

Zoya's forehead shriveled to find the clothes in the bandrol tens of millions of rupiah. He shook his head in disbelief. Only one shirt plus pashmina hijab in bandrol for twenty-five million. Before long he shifted his body holding a soft pink shirt, very beautiful. Soon his eyes were wide at the price listed there.

"Eighty-five million,"

He murmured softly, shaking in disbelief. He glanced at David, the man was engrossed in his cell phone. Though David from earlier saw Zoya who came here and there choosing clothes.

"Sir, we just go home, his clothes don't fit with mine, it's too big."

"You're sure, nothing small,"

"Yes.."

"Many misses, the one you held just now is right for you. Moreover, the color is also compatible with your white skin."

Zoya shook her head, there was no way she would buy such an exorbitant shirt. Until whenever he will not be able to.