
The initial intention is only to obey the will of his guests, Zoya is now trapped and indeed Zayyan will never let out if not with him. The woman was still in the arms of the husband, sobs had not stopped and it succeeded in making Zayyan's mind scratched.
"Stop, Zoya. Didn't you already become stronger after leaving me?"
For whatever sake Zoya is not that strong in fact. Two years pass, and during that time Zoya experiences her hardship and sadness in solitude. Although there is Dikta who became a supporter at his lowest point still the main character in Zayyan.
Zoya looked down, she understood the man as if mocking her now. However, he was not that strong if he was in front of Zayyan. "Your body's getting fuller, happy huh?" Zayyan asked as he felt some changes in Zoya, especially her chest.
"You know how crazy I am without you, Zoya? If Zico actually put me in a mental hospital how about?"
Very upset it feels, as fallen as Zayyan's condition until Zico had wanted to take him to a mental hospital. How not, Zayyan even digs the grave of a woman who was once thought to be Zoya on the grounds of wanting to show if the woman is not Zoya.
"Sorry, Brother. I-I had no choice then."
Zoya loves Zayyan, but she is more obedient to Alexander, which means the same in Zoya's life. With the reason of regretful worry to the end, Zoya prefers the wishes of the papa to be realized than her. No matter if he will be tormented, after all Zayyan's love case can certainly accept the woman by itself.
"Don't have a choice ... In the end you chose to hurt me, Zoy?" Sick, the question pierced Zoya's mind until she felt her guilt was getting bigger. Not only does he feel guilty, but he is also ashamed because in fact he cannot live without Zayyan.
Zayyan was not angry, not at all at this moment. He was still smiling even though Zoya had been incising wounds for years, confused as to why he could close himself, even Clayton was unable to detect it while Zoya did not change her identity at all.
Satisfied crying, Zoya's head is dizzy. The man embraces the body of the wife and again kisses her many times, her instinct as a man can not be lied to when Zoya returned his kiss. The release of the longing between the two to not willing the paguttan was released just like that.
"We sleep here. Tomorrow you no longer need to work .. we'll be home next week."
Zayyan had not changed at all, his decision was still coercive and never allowed Zoya to reject his wishes. The man stared fixedly at this woman before him, unable to reveal how happy he was at the moment.
"Sister, I don't bis_"
"Why? You're still my wife, sleeping together doesn't hurt."
"It's not so, but my son_ means Fabian needs me," Zoya replied a little quivering, strange when she was talking to the father of her son, but why so this lump.
"Kids?"
"Our son, don't you mean it?"
Zoya nods, she understands Zayyan will be angry after this, disappointed for sure but indeed she was forced to shut up for fear of disturbing Zayyan's life which she thought was fine with Rosa.
"Hm, our son."
Zayyan's eyes were heating up, his mind was getting sicker and it was completely unexpected that Zoya would be this evil to him. The man shouted and sure enough he was angry and even damaged the room facilities because his disappointment was too big.
"You Arrgghh ... Yes, God, Zoya!!" snapped Zayyan with bated emotions, the man looked for anything he could make his next impingement.
"Where are you? Huh huh? Until your heart remains silent with the birth of my son?"
As expected, Zayyan was angry despite having been gentle with him. The man grips Zoya's chin and pushes her to the bed, sweat now drenching on her forehead. For the first time Zoya hurt him.
"I don't care how you feel, even if it's true not to love me ... But, the two of you are mine, and you shouldn't have hidden so far, Azoya!!"
Zayyan has never been this angry with Zoya, even if she is not married. But tonight he was almost crazy, not even aware of Zoya's difficulties because of her grip.
"If we don't meet tonight, until when will you keep hiding? A fiver? Ten years? Or until one of them dies, right?!!" zayyan snapped and still clasped her chin until Zoya could no longer bear the pain.
"Leave, Brother!! It hurts!!" zoya screeched because this position of hers was really difficult.
Hearing Zoya's scream, Zayyan regained consciousness and took off her grip. He was unaware of hurting his wife, as quickly as possible Zayyan took off her grip and got out of bed.
"My attention to him, I-I .. I want to meet my son, Zoya." He clenched his hands, the man shed tears right in front of Zoya.
Her eyes that were now reddened were a fusion of anger and tears full of disappointment. Zayyan passed and again grabbed the shirt that Zoya had taken off. He chose silence until Zoya got up and was about to get out of the room, it is certain that Zoya will be ignored during the trip later.
- To Be Continue -