My Hot Woman Part 2's

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On a very busy weekend, Zoya should have stayed at home, in her room, maybe spent some time with some reading, or maybe played the Violin long enough to be out of touch.

There are many options that should be available to spend the weekend as usual. But what is he doing now? If not for mommy who has made an appointment with the designer to fit her wedding dress, Zoya would not bother being in the middle of the capital city's traffic jam on weekends like this.

Not enough with all that, Zoya feels today is very annoying considering that before Zen phones could not be contacted, when they should have come together, but they should have been, therefore, Zoya must go to Zen's house first, meet her lover.

When the car stops in the parking lot, Zoya enters the elevator to the Zen condominium floor. Two times the doorbell opened.

"O, Hai.. Are you here?" zoya asked enthusiastically covering up the shock that hit her as Maria opened the door to welcome her. "Hi Zoya." Maria replied with a friendly smile. What's..? Zoya passes through Maria looking for her fiance who is too busy to let others open the door for guests in her house.

"Zen's in the shower, if you're looking for him." Maria opened her voice as if she could read Zoya's head, with a faint gesture of touching her lips and collar, making sure that Zoya saw the gesture.

What does Maria really want to show Zoya, does she want to make Zoya realize that there is something else between her and Zen, her fiance? Did they just, 'cause that's how her fiance cleaned up? Oh. God, no! Zoya threw out that thought. There was no way Zen would do that to her.

"really? Did Zen tell you?" her question was still in disbelief with the overwhelming control she currently had. "You live here, with Zen's brother?" asked Zoya again could not help her curiosity when she saw what Maria was wearing at this time, the woman was only wearing home clothes when visiting, if she was indeed a guest, who was indeed a guest, unlike the elegant Maria typical of the daughter of British nobility that Zoya had known.

"Oh, no. Don't get Zoya wrong, I'm just here for work, and it looks like we're done." the answer pointed to a table that was a bit messy with some paper and also a laptop and a drink cup whose contents Zoya was sure had run out. That's how long you two were, here..?

"Looks...? Are you afraid I misunderstood Maria? though you clearly know with your existence alone can make anyone misunderstand. Then what do you want to explain exactly..?" zoya said giving a fact that Maria should have realized. Any woman would have misunderstood Zoya's position.

"Would I make you a drink while you wait for Zen?" haggar Maria kindly shifted the topic and now acted as if she was the host in this place.

"Waws. It's good of you, but it's not necessary. I just came to pick up my fiancee.- Yes you know this is our wedding business that will be held soon." said Zoya asserted the status and also who is more entitled if the woman forgets where her position.

"Congratulations to your marriage Zoya, I'm so happy to hear that." Did ya? even that speech sounded discordant in Zoya's ear. "Thank you, you also have to find your own, so that you are truly happy." Zoya replied slowly, while straddling in front of Maria.

"Then I'd better get back." Well, self-consciousness turns out too. Maria collected her belongings that were on the living room table. "I'm going to wash this for a while" he said with a pair of empty glasses there, as if it was his duty.

"Hem. Well done with all this, I don't like to clean up the rest of the mess!" she lamented that Zoya let what Mary wanted to do, until Mary returned before her. "If you're free, stop by my place, I live right next to Zen" he added.

Another fact that slapped Zoya, making her almost staggered if only she did not strengthen her footrest. Is that why they're always together? maybe even more often than I know. "Hm. Alright." Zoya replied with a faint shaking voice. His self-control is being tested again.

After the door closed again, Zoya threw herself on the sofa. How can Zoya keep them from being together if they live next door? Does Zen really not intend to fulfill his promise, giving Zoya a hope and also a false promise, so is it?

Although not finding anything that happens in his lover's house, Zoya still does not justify this, it could be things that are not wanted to happen if things like this are left too long.

Zen also seemed to find something unexpected when he found Zoya's presence in the living room. "He's back if that's what you want to know" Zoya told Zen, making her not bother asking.

"Darling, when did you get there?" Zen approached Zoya slowly kissed her lover's forehead. "Everything else I don't know besides, you guys almost live in the same room?" Zoya looked at Zen with her round eyes demanding an explanation for everything that had just happened.

"Darling..Have we discussed this before?"

"Yes! before I knew you guys were living in the same building, and also seeing each other in the morning, drinking together, drinking together, and do whatever you might do to make your phone out of touch, and you know, that sucks!" zoya snapped, with her breath going up and down, still quite restrained.

"Zo'e relax. It's not what you think, if I want to be with Maria, I won't come back to you, I can do it at U. K. when Dad, trying to match us up, I can do it at Dad's, I won't bother coming back here." Clearly Zen did not believe what they were fighting about for the umpteenth time.

"Oh, so coming back to me turns out to be a hassle? sorry if that's so." Zoya snorted, obviously not liking it. It's guilt on Zen, he shouldn't have said that.

"I don't mean it, honey. Hey. Listen to me, I love you, and that's the only fact you have to believe, nothing else. Please stop this, I don't want us to fuss about this anymore. Hem?" once again Zen persuades Zoya, but the signs of anger still do not disappear from Zoya's face, to the point that Zen has to nourish his hair in disbelief.

"I wouldn't fuss over this if you just told me Zen's truth!" added Zoya. This is the first time Zoya has shouted her lover's name in the same way as before.

"Say what Zo'e? I don't think there's anything important to say about Maria. His existence is not important to me, even very, very insignificant to the point that it should make you angry like this!" replied Zen who also ignited. Instead of making Zoya calm, the reality makes the two quarrel.

"Ah..so? that's what you think, but not in my opinion!" zoya replied, still with the same determined gaze will not soften on Zen.

"Wait here." Zen ordered and went into his room leaving Zoya who was still irritated, then a few moments later reappeared with the laptop he was carrying.

"Look, I'm sure you understand this." point Zen at his laptop, make sure Zoya sees what he's doing with Maria. Zoya only takes a quick look and then throws her face away again.

Zen should have known that Zoya would be this stubborn if the girl did. Afterwards Zoya takes out a business card from inside her bag and puts it on the table.

"Come here, if you still intend to continue our marriage" he said, then stood up hurriedly to leave Zen, but did not have time to avoid being caught in his hands.

"Zo'e, don't be like this! how else do you have to do to understand..?" tired Zen.

"You should understand Zen, or should we rethink everything? think again!"

Zoya pulls her hand from Zen's grasp and leaves Zen still in his place.

"Zoe, wait. Think what you mean? Hey...!"

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