PROOF OF LOVE FOR THE STARS

27 Husbands?

Zoya

This week felt very calm, Bi-Rion's problem was clear. They were also never seen together again even though Rion was still in and out of this house.

I'm on my way home tonight. After dropping Alina off first.

"You go straight home or stop by first, Zoy." He's Ezra, my driver. "You're buying food maybe."

"Yeah of the week? For a moment, I asked my brothers first. Usually at home on a gathering." I took my phone in my bag. Send messages in group chat.

Zoya :

I'm on the way home. Anyone want to leave?

Not long ago, though,

Star :

Sweet martabak, Zoy.

Stars, very simple pengenya.

Nath :

Pizza portions rather gedean kak. The kids are gathering all at home.

Well, my guess is right.

Rion :

Sweet martabak topping chocolate brother. All ice boba 😁😁

Ethan :

Send money kak 😉

The lower they go, the more their orders are there.

"Find the pizza first, Zra. Same to the martabak seller subscription." I said without looking at him sitting next to me.

"Surely Star order. He never changes." he murmured. But I heard.

I looked at him straight away, Ezra remained focused on the highway. But I know he thinks he's drifting somewhere.

"That's a big deal about the stars." I don't know why I don't like him so much for watching the stars.

Ezra smiled and glanced at me. "It's only him who doesn't underestimate me Zoy."

"I didn't even think he was a kid, but on campus he always ate at roadside stalls."

I agree this time.

"I didn't have any friends with Zoy. He came to offer friendship. And you know, he sometimes helps me buy things for college work."

"If you count his services. Maybe ten fingers won't be enough."

"Do you like her?" My question coincides with Ezra turning the wheel into a Pizza outlet.

"Everybody likes good people, Zoy!" The answer I don't think is the answer.

"I am the one who came down. You want to take it away, right?" Ask. And I nodded.

Ezra, the man I've been with for over a year. He was Bi's best friend in college. Bi and I are indeed one campus but with different majors. That is why we rarely meet because the schedule is not the same.

Ezra became a driver and was trusted by Bi to take care of me. And in the name of the Star, papa also believed in this man.

He is a martial artist. He's smart and deft. But why does he seem to be complacent just by being my driver and guard.

If he works for the company, the salary he receives is greater than what we give.

Ezra was late to college, because since the third grade of Junior High her father had worked in a neighboring country as a TKI. At that time, his mother had just died.

Ezra was forced to live in a shanty shack on the edge of the tracks. Because there is no cost to rent a house. And there are no more relatives in Jakarta.

Ezra, after High School he started working full time and finally he was able to pass the scholarship on the same campus with us.

Her father returned a year ago and remarried three months ago. But Ezra doesn't live with his father and stepmother.

Now, Alina and I are the place to share stories. Even sometimes he was not ashamed to admit that bitter experience in front of me.

Even when he was barely harassed by an abnormal man when he was just 16 years old. How he tried to run from the man's pursuit, he told me everything. Until he was determined to participate in martial arts during High School in order to prevent similar things from happening again.

Ezra, I feel something different with him. I feel comfortable with him. And when he suddenly mentioned Bi's name, I don't know. The corner of my heart aches.

Is this what you call jealousy?

Am I in love with her?

But is it possible. Come on Zoy, nothing is impossible if a boy of Rion's age can love Bi half to death.

Then, if Rion had fallen in love. How could Ezra not?

I'm messing up my hair. "Aaaarrhgggh."

"Why, Zoy?"

I raised my head to find Ezra already sitting in the steering wheel. "Eh? Since when is Zra?" many wonder. Because I didn't realize when he opened the car door.

"Since you started out like crazy, looking down and ruffling your hair." Ezra put up a seatbelt.

"We're looking for martabak?" Bring along.

"Beres ma'am the boss is beautiful."

Beauitiful?

I smile at my own smile. The beauty she meant was just pleasantries or was indeed really pretty.

"So like people lose gambling. Now I'm like someone else flying. Smile to yourself." He looked at me.

"You're healthy, honey." Ezra pressed the back of his hand that felt cold and sturdy with protruding veins.

I'm shaking. But I realized something. "What do you call it, Zra?"

"Hhhh!" He pulled his hand from my forehead.

"Yes, what did you call me?" I repeated in a slightly louder voice.

"Which one?" He looks nervous. His eyes looked back to the front.

I put my head towards him. Looked at his face. What the. Her face flushed. She why? Embarrassed?

"DW..." I still look at his face.

"Zraaaaa!! Look at me dong, baby!!" I hold back a smile.

His face is getting red.

"Yet.haha..." I'm snapped. I can't take it anymore.

"Oum!!!" Ezra pushed my face with his big palm.

"Girls laugh don't be wide."

"Pameni." He covered my mouth with his hand.

I let go of force. "Call me, love me directly like a boiled crab." I'm still laughing. Car stopped. Right before the martabak seller.

Ezra brought his face closer to me. "If you can kiss me, dong!"

The deg!

O God. What is this kind of demonic voice teasing?

I'm pulling my face back. "Can't. No halal certificate!" I'm firm.

"I want to halalin?" He was getting closer.I even jumped into the corner of the seat and hood of the car.

What other trials are these?

"Zra, don't joke!" I tried to push his chest.

"I'm serious, Zoy!"

"How do I justify you?"

"How much dowry do I have to prepare?"

He's getting closer. Her breath was warm on my neck.

"Yushyaa!!!" I pushed him strong. But he did not manage to shift his body even a inch.

"I've been holding her for a long time, Zoy."

"I love you."

I'm riveted. I was wondering if I was in love with her. He even expressed his feelings.

"Summer...!" I'm limp. Maybe this is what Bi felt when Rion acted. Dizziness, and unable to move. Just controlling the heart rhythm is hard. Just breathing in and breathing out feels heavy.

"What if I propose to you in front of Akhtar sir, Zoy!"

My eyes are rounded. I stared into his eyes long enough. Until he pulled himself away from me.

I'm still leaning on the car seat. Ezra took off my seatbelt. "Let's get Zoy out!" Bring along.

I still control my breath.

The door next to me opened. There's Ezra outside. "You don't know me anymore, do you, Zoy? By buying themselves all their orders."

"Let's get out." Invite it gently by offering a palm for me to hold.

I got out of the car with my legs still shaking. Ezra clasped my hand. Feels warm and snug.

"By the way, about that. I'm not messing around with Zoy." I looked at him, but he kept pulling me into one of the martabak stalls.

Ezra pulled a plastic stool for me. "You wait here. I bought some ice boba back there." Ezra pointed to one of the stands not far from here. He rubbed my head.

"His husband is very affectionate, brother." Said one of the buyers who was also waiting for the order after Ezra left.

Haa! Husband?

I realize I'm still daydreaming. "Eh, yes, yes." I showed a smile showing teeth while scratching a non-itchy forehead.

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We cover to Zoya briefly yes 😁 As I promise there will be a story of Zoy here.

Traces do not forget brother 😊