NOT A PAYCHECK

NOT A PAYCHECK
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If in the middle of the night, Sean's sleep is disturbed because something is wrong with his house, in contrast to Zayn whose sleep was disturbed because Anya woke him up.


"Buy wake..." Anya's voice was so spoiled as she shook Zayn's body.


It's not new if Anya wakes him up because it's her habit every night to wake Zayn in the middle of the night like this.


"Hmm, what else is it now?" Zayn who was still sleepy was upset with his wife but want how else, has become a risk as a husband serving his wife who often craved.


"How can you say that anyway, hyks hyks,." Anya heard crying immediately making Zayn finally realized from his sleepiness.


"Eh uh that's not it baby, duh please don't cry." Zayn felt guilty finally hugging his wife.


And then Zayn realized that there was something wrong with his wife's appearance,


"Why are you in the middle of the mall wearing a ginian shirt? not cold?"


Zayn sees Anya wearing a thin satin ligerie that makes Zayn very seduced.


"I want a mas.." Anya said and bowed her head.


"Haaa?" Between surprise and disbelief, remembering all this time every midnight, Anya wakes her up to buy food and now Anya asks for it, which of course makes Zayn excited. Yes, of course, Zayn is excited because during pregnancy he must be able to hold back and often fast considering Anya is rarely willing to be touched by him.


"It's real, no longer give me a hand, right?" Zayn looked at Anya still in disbelief.


"But I don't want to be here mas" Anya said embarrassedly.


"Where does the river want, dear?" Zayn looked impatient.


"Your work space and you have to wear an office suit."


"Haah? should it?"


"Why? you don't want to?"


"Eh yes yes yes will. yes I am ready first" said Zayn immediately got up and walked to the closet to look for his office suit, not to forget he took the time to wash his face to make it look fresher.


Zayn is currently sitting in his study chair, waiting for Anya who has not yet entered.


"Don't let him prank me." murmured Zayn just wanted to stand but the door opened making him sit again.


Zayn was surprised to see the appearance of his wife, still wearing a thin satin ligerie with no interior, and his face that seemed to wear makeup as well as heels entitled high that made Anya look like a very beautiful seductive woman.


Anya walked confidently closer to Zayn and sat down in front of Zayn.


Anya peeked at Zayn's cheek making Zayn could no longer bear to not reply to Anya's kiss.


"I want to play it rough" whispered Anya.


"No, you're pregnant, baby." Zayn did not agree to make Anya's lips immediately pout.


"You don't have to at all!"


"My God, okay okay we're playing rough now!"


Zayn lifted Anya's body and brought her to the table. Zayn stood in front of Anya who was sitting.Anya's hand that had been unable to stay still, touching Zayn's body made Zayn feel unable to stand it anymore.


Zayn directly traced every inch of Anya's body and instantly heard Anya's soft voice,


"Masshhh.." The moaning and writhing of Anya's body made Zayn more eager to give heavenly pleasure to his wife.


"You naughty people should be taught a lesson."


Not afraid, Anya instead looked at Zayn with a stained look, Anya's hand directly touched the property of Zayn who had been awake since.


Not waiting any longer, Zayn immediately fused his own with Anya.


Until 3 am, they finally finished doing hot activities in the room. Zayn immediately raised Anya's body and brought her back to the room.


Not to forget Zayn enveloped the body of his wife who was now wearing the pajamas.


Anya had already slept differently from Zayn who was still fun looking at the beautiful face of Anya. Zayn was right still not expecting with the pleasing request Anya just now.


If usually He had to withstand the drowsiness and cold of the night wind to go out looking for food but tonight He actually got the warmth and inner satisfaction that was held back for several weeks.


"Thanks wife..."


Not to forget Zayn stroked his wife's stomach,


"Thankyou son, you're on Papa's side now." Zayn muttered while chuckling to himself.


Satisfied with his wife, Zayn finally lay down beside her. Just wanting to close his eyes, Zayn was disturbed by the sound of a cell phone being used.


Mama Nisya...


Soon Zayn answered a call from his former mother-in-law.


"Assalamualaikum Ma, what's wrong Ma? did something happen to Raisa?" Zayn's face turned worried.


"Do you think Mama's not acting like Raisa?" a sniffling sound rang out from Zayn's former in-laws making Zayn let out a long sigh.


Zayn got up and walked to the balcony of his room, he did not want his voice to disturb Anya's sleep.


"Is there a midnight phone call?" zayn asked, patient.


"When did you divorce your wife?"


Zayn was not surprised at all because from the beginning he knew if Mama Nisya did not like Anya but at that time Zayn did not care about Mama Nisya was just her former in-laws not her real Mama.


"Why I divorced my wife, I love her."


"You betrayed His love, Mama is disappointed in you!"


Again Zayn let out a long sigh, "How can Mama say that, Hisya is dead Ma, and I also have to think about my future."


"You can marry Anis why that woman!"


"Crazy, how could I have married his younger brother who just graduated from school!" finally, Zayn's emotions erupted, unable to bear it any longer.


"What harm? Anis is a good boy and just as beautiful as Nisya. He will also love Raisa like his own daughter, unlike the woman of your choice, not necessarily he can love Raisa sincerely."


"Mama just doesn't know Anya yet, so please don't think badly of Anya."


"Ck, you don't care, the important thing is now that you're asking your wife to divorce you and marry Anis!"


"There's no way Zayn would do that, Zayn loves Anya!"


"Ahh so? so you prefer that woman over your own daughter?"


"What does Mama mean?"


"If you don't divorce the woman, don't expect you to see Raisa again."


"Don't be crazy Ma!"


Click.. and the call is turned off unilaterally by Mama Nisya.


"Damn it!"


Zayn grabbed her hair in frustration, He really did not think Mama Nisya had taken Raisa from him.


After Nisya died, Mama Nisya always blamed Zayn for what happened to Nisya without knowing Zayn was also tormented with the departure of Nisya.


Until Zayn finally meets Anya, the woman who made him recover from his wounds and Zayn no longer damages the women who seduce him.


And now Zayn's happiness is again disturbed considering that his daughter Raisa is now a prisoner of her former mother-in-law who still wants her to be a daughter-in-law by marrying his sister.


Crazy, really crazy!


Zayn could not have done that, divorcing Anya for the sake of a little girl who couldn't possibly be the same as Anya his wife.


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