
"They've been a long time?"
"Not yet."
Zayyan approached the wife who was now sitting on the edge of the bed. He glared and then sighed harshly, there was one sentence that he feared would offend the real Zayyan.
"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have talked like that" said Zoya staring at the face of the husband who is now also so attached to look at him.
"No problem, I like the way you .. should have been before that" Zayyan said, smiling.
He was not angry at all, even though Agatha was his real sister, Zayyan did not care. The man lay down on Zoya's side, then looked at her back.
"What are you thinking, Zoya?" zayyan asked knowing full well if the wife was not okay, if there might be Agatha's words that offended her, Zayyan thought.
"Zoya .. Answer, dear.
Zoya turned her head for a moment, she looked at her husband so deeply and then lay down at Zayyan's side. They had just been separated for a few hours and now both of them were back on top of the same.
"I was thinking, who am I?" zoya asked flatly and this really bothered her mind.
"Papa Agam's son, why do you still ask?"
Zayyan says what he knows about Zoya. As she remembers it, Zoya is the daughter of her father's childhood best friend, Agam. However, after he marries Zoya, Zayyan discovers new facts and realizes that Amora is not the woman who gave birth to Zoya.
"Yes, but whose mother? If not Amora, then who? Am I a prostitute?" ask Zoya origin to make Zayyan pat her lips slowly with three fingers.
"Don't talk carelessly" Zayyan said later, this is something she doesn't like about Zoya. Often saying useless things that sometimes have the potential to make his heart hurt itself.
"Weird, if it is the result of a good relationship why Mama does not love me like Mama dear Brother, dear Kak Zico or Agatha. Though, you're not his flesh and blood either, are you?"
Zoya let out a long sigh, if she remembers even from the moment she first entered the house that Amora samgat loved the child. However, the strange thing is that he actually hates the child he brought in his marriage.
"Darling Papa more precisely, want as sincere as any human remains ... Amora loves Papa's treasure, Zoya. The woman is smart, she understands that Papa's most precious treasure is her child, obviously she approached the children first before getting her property" Zayyan said later, in the eyes of the man even though Amora was gentle still her instincts as her mother felt different and not in any real sense.
"What is it?"
"What yes? Ls i? Yes, dong, dear."
Wanting her to pinch right now, Zoya is not stupid in her lessons but in everyday life, God, her capture sometimes makes Zayyan stroke her chest.
"I didn't think that far back then" said Zoya wrapping her hand over Zayyan's flat stomach, a spontaneous act that managed to make Zayyan bristle.
"Hm, I guess so."
"It's only natural that Mama is always angry with Papa yes, Papa used to fall poor before leaving."
Zayyan said that, he was old enough then to understand the words of his father. Agam's household was destroyed, no treasure that once made him look up to leaving only children and wives. Agam who was worried about Amora and Zoya's future life asks the man to look after his daughter, Zoya.
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If Zayyan is currently calming Zoya, Zico is also calming his sister, Agatha. The man was made runyam because Agatha cried when she arrived in the room, it was very annoying.
"Stop, Agatha .. What did Zoya say until you cried like this?" ask Zico confused himself because usually in their fight Zoya will lose.
"Go, indeed a brother like you is useless."
Oh, my God, useless he said? I'd love Zico to have his neck. Since then it has been treated so subtly, Agatha could have cursed him as a useless human.
"What's your problem? Until I follow you down like this?"
"Have come out, I'll just wait for Mama."
He will wait for Amora, while the woman lately dares to go out of the house if they are busy with their respective activities.
"Yes it's up to you, I go to the office now .. There's no way the three of us go home all," said Zico then passed away leaving his sister's room.
Not yet out of his house, Zico was shocked by the arrival of Amora. She got off a very foreign white car in Zico's eyes, not Rosa's car or Amora's best friend.
"Shopping again, she's not aware of the bills she's most over or how?" muttered Zico slowly looked at Amora who was getting closer to him.
"Hi, are you home yet? What time is it?"
He didn't realize how sharp Zico's gaze was when he realized how much he was spending. In fact, they have just improved again after the fall of Zayyan in a slump.
"Mom shopping again?"
"Oh of course, Mama's favorite brand a lot of the latest collections .. hm Mama dizzy, Zico so shopping."
"The bill swells, Mama thinks Zayyan has to pay a lot. Don't be that extravagant, we just don't like this" said Zico sighs harshly, Amora's way of life that keeps tricking Zayyan make Zico fed up for a long time.
"Mama use Agatha cards, relax. Zayyan's not angry."
"Wear the card anyone still has to think, Zayyan's responsibility is not just Mama."
"Ck, old-fashioned .. for good-looking," muttered Amora staring at the annoyed Zico who now passed away leaving her.
- To Be Continue -