Desire Sister Stepdaughter

CHAPTER 37 - Antoher Zoya

After a debate in a hotel room, Zoya actually follows Zayyan's willingness to meet her son. Zoya does not delay too much because Zayyan deserves to know everything.

"Come in."

Arriving at Zoya basemant succeeded in making Zayyan surprised. The woman approached a car that she knew was not cheap. While he believes his salary will not be enough to buy such a luxury car in a short time. Had thought if Zoya used the cards he gave, but there was absolutely no notification in his email or bill from there.

Wanting to ask, but Zayyan's mouth was still lazy to speak and she chose to extend her hand, "I'm alone," zayyan said, but Zoya was worried that Zayyan was still in a bad mood until she chose to drive herself.

"Sister hasn't rammed the road here, I'll."

Well, the man was also curious how the wife had developed while away from her. It seems that a lot has changed and indeed this woman is not the old Zoya, there is no longer a spoiled word in Zoya. In fact, the fear is also gone, indeed that time was allowed to drive before his leg was broken, so it is only natural that now he can look relaxed as if he has been trained for a long time.

Not only looks more mature, but also her appearance. Two years apart, imagine if more. Maybe once Zoya does not need a male figure, in her silence Zayyan thinks if indeed the mistake lies with him who always considers Zoya weak to do everything can not.

During the trip the atmosphere seemed silent, there was no talk at all. It's just that Zayyan's glance is always on him until the man unconsciously pulls the corner of the lips when he realizes his sister had grown more and more mature.

"It's not wrong Clayton chose this place as his destination," Zayyan thought to himself, first meeting and Zayyan was already made to be surprised by his wife's change.

Until without him of the two have arrived at a modern minimalist house that is enough to make Zayyan amazed. But believe me, he is not at all calm because all this time Zoya did not take money from the facilities he gave.

"Honey wait," said Zayyan before getting out of the car, he wanted to make sure of something first.

"Why?"

"This is your house?" zayyan asked with his sharp bead full of probing, it was impossible if the wife was able to get everything in a short time alone.

"Well, why?" zoya asked seemed to understand the intention of Zayyan's words, the man shook his head and momentarily buried his bad thoughts.

"But this house is still being pricked, brother."

A second later Zoya's eyes bought when she saw a black car parked in front of her house. Surely she did not think of this at all, Zoya who panicked immediately went down and followed the steps of her husband.

"Your car too? Or ...."

Zayyan was not a boddoh man, he understood the conditions and was able to deduce everything. When viewed from the shape, it will be more appropriate to be used by men. At the same time Zoya shook her head and it made Zayyan sigh deeply.

"Then ready_"

"Nl ... Good God, I'm home."

Zayyan's voice was cut off by the voice of the middle-aged woman who suddenly appeared from within. Simultaneously the sound of crying was heard to make Zoya enter without a care Zayyan outside.

"Fabian why, Bi?"

"Hurry in, Non .. I'm worried, she's not feverish but crying non-stop" explained Mirna as she took a long step following the incoming Zoya without waiting for her question to be answered first.

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