
Zoya stared blankly far ahead. His footsteps were like floating, towards the room that David said their room was. A sudden marriage that was not on her mind at all.
Long before he died, the city of A. He just wanted to live peacefully with his daughter. There's nothing he wants. Just his daughter's part. Didn't the man mean anything else, who suddenly came to marry him.
Cleks...
Zoya circulates her gaze looking for her daughter's whereabouts. Nothing, where?
"He's next to our room,"
"What is your goal, sir?"
"Bring you up, by my side." Zoya stared in disbelief at David.
"Sleep is late. Sorry if I forced you. Because there are no other rooms, still renovated. Get some sleep, I won't ask for my rights if you won't."
Zoya fidgets in her bed, her eyes not wanting to be closed in the slightest. He didn't want David to know about his trauma.
While David who saw Zoya was agitated, staring at his wife. She believes Zoya is afraid of her. It's not easy for Zoya to forget her treatment.
David walked over to Zoya. He lays his body beside Zoya. Zoya realizes that David is beside her. Immediately got up and her hands squeezed her long nightgown.
"Zoy's.."
"Master what do you want?"
"I wouldn't touch you if you wouldn't let me. I just want to sleep, Zoy. Sofanya small, my body can ache."
"I'm sorry I slept on the couch, sir.."
"Zoy's.."
Doubtfully Zoya sits back on her bed. His chest pounded. He laid his body next to David. Trying to close his eyes. Until drowsiness really attacked him. Either scared or what. Zoya sleeps for the first time in years. When the late Rangga was still alive, Zoya never slept together like this. Rangga always avoids it.
Late at midnight David frowned, finding Zoya restless in her sleep. He turned around and was shocked to see Zoya shivering in fear. David shakes Zoya's body.
"Zoya, wake up baby. What's up?"
Zoya opened her eyes and ran towards the bathroom, spewing out the contents in her stomach.
David follows Zoya, breaking the bathroom door. Sculpting saw Zoya spewing out her entrails.
"I'm sorry sir."
Zoya looked at David's face with glass. This is the severe trauma she experienced since the betrayal of her husband.
The vidio he had seen and the insults of Rangga and David were caught in his mind. His low sense as a wife haunts him.
David embraces Zoya's body, crying at Zoya's tormented state. The one in David Zoya's mind is pregnant with another man.
"Are you pregnant Zoy, I'm sorry I took you from that man. I'll tell her if you're pregnant with her child. I'm sorry I was too selfish."
Zoya shook her head and hugged David. His hand stalling clenched David's tall body. Leave it alone for this time, he looked for a backrest. He wants to live a normal life like everyone else. He's tormented every night should be like this.
As well as David, he shed his tears in Zoya's arms. Does he have absolutely no chance to make Zoya happy.
"Master forgive me, help me out of this torment. Please, I am ready to be a good wife to you. But release me from this nightmare sir.?"
David stiffened where he stood. What does Zoya mean? He let go of his embrace. Looked into Zoya's eyes.
"What does Zoya mean?"
"Zoya.."
David pressed his words, seeing Zoya who was just silent made him unable to control himself.
" I'm not a good woman. I am not a woman who pleases my husband. I can't even make myself. My body has slackened. I can't satisfy my husband in bed either. And Vidio it's_."
He held the trembling body into his arms. He regretted hurting Zoya in such a way.
"Sorry.."
Only one word came out of David's lips. Makes Zoya a little quiet. David takes Zoya out of the bathroom. Her tears are flowing again. He deeply regrets hurting Zoya. .
David loves Zoya. That's why seeing Zoya's true state squeezes the heart deeply. This is the impact of his treatment of Zoya first.
He lays down Zoya slowly, enveloping his wife's entire body. His hand grabbed the phone and contacted someone.
Zoya crouches back in her bed. The shivering body still felt David sitting next to him. At dawn Zoya wakes up. He could not close his eyes at all.
He went into the bathroom, crying all the way there. Spill out all the clutter that squeezed him. Why can't he escape the shadow of the video.
Zoya then held her prayer rites, fulfilling her obligations as a Muslim. There's nothing Zoya wants, she just wants to make her daughter happy.
David was still on the bed. David was a Muslim, but he did not perform his worship at all. That's why he always strays with his mother.
Zoya has been busy with her morning activities. Ten minutes he turned around looking for the whereabouts of his kitchen. It was next to the dining room. Zoya doesn't know, she doesn't think it's the kitchen. Because in it all that is stored is not cheap.
Until Lala surprised him, saying this is indeed his kitchen.
And an hour later, he sat there, and went back to his room. The two people who helped her cook were arranging on the dining table. He doesn't know who they are, he feels strange here.
Cleks...
Zoya looked at David who was only wearing his trousers.
"Zoy's.."
Zoya lowered her face. He dared not look at David's bare-chested body. This was the first time she had accidentally seen someone other than her late husband Rangga.
"Watch my shirt Zoy.."
"Sorry sir I'm going to Al's room, he's definitely looking for me."
It was clear that David saw Zoya's frightened face.
"I'm not gonna let you get out of here. Before you fulfill your duties as a wife."
David pulls Zoya's hand, and gives her a clean white shirt. With trembling hands Zoya picks up the shirt in David's hands, then wears it.
"But I'm waiting for you,"
Cup...
After peeping Zoya's forehead, she breezes away leaving Zoya who is sculpting. He turned to his daughter's room, where there was Lili's aunt who had just tied Almira's hair.
"Addy.."
David smiled, holding his daughter's body out. Aunt Lili just exhaled her breath slowly. It might not be easy for David. The stiff and arrogant man adapted to them. Perhaps he reasoned to marry Zoya just because of his guilt. While love, he himself did not know. It's possible that a man like David loves Zoya. Widows have children and are poor.