Not Ordinary Love

Not Ordinary Love
A Naina



So guys, from the start, 'that's Ethan who's the grand prank to Zoya. The beginning of marriage also has the most deep feelings, huh, Ethan. Zoya is ordinary.


Well, even if Zoya's attitude is not appropriate to Ethan, Ethan will still understand and will not hate Zoya.


Not Zoya at will, but the storyline makes her feel that way.


Some are angry at the author because of Zoya's behavior. Yes, how else, I as an author do not write this according to the plot that I bring and they follow.


Wanna fucking kill me? Please, I don't have a problem. Rich cases have often occurred in my previous novels. But I always have a benchmark to connect the story until the ending.


I don't take your advice? The criticism? Input? No! I can always accept and consider because I know your input and criticism is important.


But .., but, yeah, yeah .., there's always a surprise behind the plot that makes you keselll. Wkwk.


Naina fits Thor the same Ethan, the character is not bad. Mending Zoya is crushed.


Which is the question. Will Ethan go to Naina?😂


Ethan's heart belongs to Zoya. Zoya is one and only Zeinn Ethan.


Oh, yaudah, yeah. Happy reading, laah🙃


**


It was late when Ethan went to the kitchen to get a drink, his wife had been asleep since an hour ago. Ethan was thirsty and had to go to the kitchen when he found his empty glass on the table beside the bed.


Once there, he finds Naina washing the dishes from their dinner two hours ago.


"Sir Ethan, haven't you slept yet?" asked Naina to the employer, at first she was surprised to hear someone's footsteps. But he was relieved when it turned out that the owner of the step was Ethan.


Ethan who was already standing in front of the dispenser shook his head. "Are you not asleep?" as soon as the lips of the glass away from his lips, one glass of water has succeeded he said.


"So I got a call from my aunt. If Aunt has recovered ...," Naina turned to the man.


"Auntie who works here, I go home" he continued in a soft voice.


Ethan who was still able to hear him nodded - a nod of his head. He watched Naina wash the dishes, until his eyes glimpsed a bluish mark on the girl's wrist.


"Your hand ..," Ethan fell silent, remembering something that drew Naina as soon as he remembered what had happened to them this afternoon. Especially considering when he found Zoya in Edrin's arms, then he hurt Naina and bruised her there.


Why would he be so stupid and hurt Naina?


"Sir Ethan," the girl was shocked.


"You wait here, I'll get you something." he ordered.


"Sir, my work is not done yet" Naina refused as Ethan returned and brought a few grains of ice in the bowl. "Don't think. I made your hand like this" said Ethan, the man's eyes couldn't make Naina refuse. He only resigned when Ethan compresses his hand after previously saying sorry when touching his hand.


Unknowingly, Naina paid too much attention to the man, until the moment she felt the ice touch her skin she was a little surprised.


"It's a little bit fussy" Ethan said with eyes pointing at him, one corner of the man's lips pulled up and made the girl freeze. Stunned.


"When will your aunt recover?" ethan asked, who refocused on compressing Naina's hand with ice.


"Mmm, don't know sir. But he said that the pain was dull, the cough was rare."


"Wouldn't papa work right away? Will it not have a bad effect on his health?" ethan asked at length, while Naina was silent, then. "Lack of knowledge, sir. Let me talk to Auntie again."


Ethan nodded - a nod of the head. After that, the two just kept quiet. After finishing applying oparin gel on Naina's wrist, Ethan tells the girl to rest. Naina refuses because her job is not finished, but Ethan forces her and makes her forced to say yes even if she feels bad.


As a result, Ethan was the one who finished the girl's work. He returned to his room after feeling sleepy. Lying next to Zoya after changing her clothes in pajamas.


"Where did you end up?" the question from the wife makes Ethan turn his head, then tilt his body to face Zoya who now has his eyes open.


"Washing the dishes."


"Truly craving."


"Yes." Yeah."


"Naaina?"


"I had her hand hurt earlier this afternoon, so I let her rest after treating her." honestly the man who made Zoya smile was satisfied because of the man's honesty. Zoya finds out, and she'll be furious if Ethan doesn't tell her the truth.


He awakens when he finds Ethan not beside him, then follows him to the kitchen and he finds his husband treating Naina's hand.


Without Zoya knowing too, if Ethan is aware of the existence of the woman when he was with Naina. However, in honor of his wife's pride, Ethan chose to pretend not to know. Same goes with what Zoya is doing right now.


"Ethan,"


"Hmm?"


"Sorry, me, yeah."


"Sorry for?"


"Sorry always makes you bother."


Ethan smiled, approaching his wife's face until now they could feel each other's breath.


"When did you bother me?" ethan asked with a serious look.


"Never, Zoya." the man carved a gentle smile after answering his own question.


Zoya smiles. His heart always felt lucky that he had Ethan in this world.


"There's only one thing I ask of you."


"Don't make me jealous!"


**


Zoya relocates the tv channel when all the news is discussing Edrin's birthday, as well as spreading the issue if the man has a special relationship with her. The news is so boring that Zoya chooses to turn off the television screen. Ethan who saw it just smiled, he was already in his office clothes and ready to leave for the company. Zoya who is aware of the presence of the husband then rises from her lying position on the sofa.


"You leaving?" zoya asked, it was still very early in the morning. The woman sighed, some days Ethan was so busy, no matter what he was working on.


"Yes." the man replied after confirming the location of his watch, then pulled Zoya's shoulder closer.


"Well at home, well, honey." The message rubbed the woman's hair.


"What time's it?"


"Hmmm, a little night. You go to bed first if I don't go home, yeah."


Zoya nodded, closing her eyes as soon as Ethan landed a kiss on her forehead and lips. "Be careful." he waved as the man passed and forbade him to walk up to the porch.


Zoya just stared at her husband's back until it disappeared behind the door that was closed tightly. He saw Naina making something in the kitchen.


"What did Na do?" he sat down on one of the dining table chairs.


"This is Ma'am, just look at the internet. Want to make some mayonnaise shrimp lumpia."


"Well, it's good to be." Naina nodded. Zoya is watching. Naina is so deft to do everything, her skills in cooking can not be doubted. In fact, Ethan was so at home with the girl's cooking.


"May,"


"Hmm?" spontaneously Naina who was frying her veil lumpia in the double pan turned her head.


"Why Mother?"


"You got a boyfriend?"


"Hmm?" Naina was silent for a moment. A boyfriend? He doesn't have time for that.


"Or someone who's after you?" ask Zoya again. Naina was still speechless, making her remember Kevin's name. People who are more than one month are always terrorizing him through phone calls, sms and also whatsApp messages.


In fact, often the man appears on the set of the commercial or the shooting location of Zoya. Makes Naina really feel in terror.


"Ma?" reprimand Zoya when the girl he asked was even dreamy.


"Yes, Mother."


"Feel you're a charlatan." Naina flinched, immediately lifting her cooking. Zoya laughs at the girl's scorched cooking. Naina looked pursed her lips.


"Well, pity." decak Zoya.


"Mister Zoya, heck." - Zoya approached the girl and rubbed the top of her head. For a moment, the girl's feelings warmed up.


"Let me help, well." said Zoya, taking the spatula out of Naina's hand and turning the stove back on. Naina just stared at the woman, lucky that she had a master as good as Zoya. Who loved and treated him well.


**


These days, Naina notices that Ethan is much busier than usual, often the man comes home late at night with a tired face. So on Zoya's fill, he made the man a herbal drink.


"I've noticed the end of this Mr. Ethan is always exhausted, so I made this for the antidote. Let Mr. Ethan's body get back on top" said the girl as soon as Ethan settled himself on the couch after work.


Ethan frowned, staring at the glass that Naina placed on the table, as the aroma of the spices came crashing into his sense of smell.


Before long, Ethan grabbed the glass. "Anything?"


"Hmm?" Naina did not understand the meaning of the man's question.


"What are the ingredients in this herbal concoction?"


"Mm, red ginger, turmeric, cinnamon, black pepper, cardamom, lemongrass, equal share of coriander."


"Black pepper? A coriander?" oh Ethan can't imagine what it's like. Naina nodded stiffly.


"Honey has been added, sir. It doesn't feel too bad, Zoya's mom has tasted too."


Ethan smiled at it. "How did he react?"


"M." Mmm." Naina held back her sentence with a smile. Ethan who understood nodded - nodding his head. Zoya's mouth and stomach are very difficult to accept herbal drinks. Likewise with traditional herbs that have often been the woman drank from Naina. Ethan was pretty sure, if it wasn't for him the woman wouldn't be willing to drink it.


Slowly but surely, Ethan drank the herbal drink and finished it in one gulp, his facial expression grimacing and making Naina smile watching him.


"How's it?" naina asked, asking for the man's opinion.


"Not too bad."


"Thank you, well, Naina" he said, then got up from the sofa and walked into the room. Leaving his suit draped just like that on the shoulder of the sofa.


Naina stepped about to pick it up, but the girl's hand movements stopped in midair. What Zoya says months ago revolves around her head making her take a step back.


Anyway, he has to follow the rules. He should not be presumptuous and seem impolite.


Naina sighed, preferring to take Ethan's glass and pass it towards the kitchen without caring about Ethan's suit.


He greatly appreciated his hostess. Zoya has been so kind to him. Naina does not want to make Zoya disappointed in him later because he is presumptuous to touch Ethan's clothes.


TB