PROOF OF LOVE FOR THE STARS

83 Love Spins

Zoya

"What a taste mistress." Hugged Ezra in my stomach. Right now, I am in the kitchen of his house. "The wind reaches the room." Whisper in my ear.

My first morning at home. It is very different from the large house of my mother. This house is only one floor with two bedrooms, living room, kitchen and bathroom located near the kitchen.

This morning I have prepared fried shrimp flour, omelet and sausage as a topping of fried rice that we will eat for breakfast later.

I'm blinking lips. "What time?" I started sauteing seasonings for fried rice.

"Yes dong! Just think. Who's in the kitchen?" Ezra-Ezra, please woo his feet for mercy.

"To whom do you see?" my many.

"The beautiful wife of her bidadari Ezra Ganendra is the daughter of the noble king Zoya Khairumi Ganendra the mother of the beautiful boss of culinary art (boga tata) from Arumi Resto, a phenomenal restaurant throughout the island of Java." He said in one breath.

"Haha." I chuckle.

"Still breathing, honey?" askaku while stirring vegetables in a skillet that has not yet matured.

"Need artificial breath as it is." Ezra leaned his cheek on my shoulder.

"Zra, try to sit down first." I put a plate full of white rice into the pan.

"Don't want to." Speak quickly.

"I'd like to stir up the rice from Zra." I moved my shoulder a few times to get Ezra to get her cheek off my shoulder.

"I help you."

"Why help if your hands are both on my stomach, Zra...!" I was tired of seeing her behavior.

"Loh, this is how I help you, baby."

I frowned. But my hand kept moving stirring the rice in front of me.

"Dear dear." My orders. Ezra immediately grabbed a bottle of soy sauce and poured it in the frying pan.

"Enough!" My words when I think the soy sauce that Ezra poured in was enough.

"I'm useful here?"

"Banget. What else is it while I'm shaving my shoulder." I moved both my shoulders and my neck. "Neither seal."

Ezra complied with my wish, his hands were on my shoulders and moved in massages.

"So much." Pleased speech.

"Which son was the same before dawn." Ck! Eat that one. Hahahah but I'm still sane not to admit it in the light.

I turned off the stove. Ezra took a serving plate. I picked it up and directly poured the fried rice on the plate.

"So this is enough?"

"Make it for both, Zoy." Ezra was already holding a spoon and a fork in his hand.

"Two plates?" my many.

"Yes. Let's be romantic." Ezra kissed me on the cheek and then walked a few steps to sit at the dinner table.

I put a topping on it. I also added cucumber and tomato pieces.

I sat down next to Ezra. Ezra had even poured two glasses of warm water and placed them on the table. My habit when eating, which prefers to drink water, warm or cold does not matter. And uniquely, Ezra also likes the same thing.

If it's bread for breakfast, to be baked or eaten straight away, I prefer milk or fruit juice. That's also with soy milk, because I'm allergic to cow's milk since infancy. Although at this time my allergy is not as bad as before, but I still refuse to consume cow's milk.

"Ehhmmm..." Ezra really enjoyed the first feed from me. He chews very slowly and full of passion. This is not the first time he has eaten my food.

"So much." He held out two thumbs.

I feed my mouth. Yes, it is, it is really delicious. I went back to feed Ezra.

"His mother dear."

"Yes. yeah..."

Feed after mouth turns into our mouths. And now the plate was sparkling clean without a single grain of rice.

Though only a plate of fried rice, but somehow it feels delicious. Now I know, not about the food, but who we enjoy it with.

Ezra brought dishes and glasses to the sink. "Let me wash Zra..."

"I'm Zoy. It's normal."

All right, I started cleaning the stove and the table that was splashed with oil. I gave a frying pan to Ezra to wash.

When I finished, I washed my clothes with the washing machine that Ezra had.

"The detergent's on Zoy's top shelf."

I looked up and it was high.

"Zra, the shelf can't be shortened a little."

"could. Later yes..." He immediately understood it because he saw me who had a bit of trouble picking up a bottle of liquid detergent on the shelf.

We work together to clean the house. I mopped, Ezra rinsed and dried the clothes. There is a sunroom in the backyard that is not too large in size. I was sitting on a plastic chair near the sunroom. Looking at Ezra who deftly hangs clothes.

"It's just Zoy's throw away." He said with a laugh while drying my C*D which he somehow tore up last night.

I'm embarrassed but I'm a little upset. "It's expensive Zra." I complained.

"How the hell?" tanyanya while continuing to sunbathe.

I shrugged my shoulders and smashed my lips. "Una's mother's gift."

"Done." He said by bringing the bucket back to the laundry room.

"Let's go baby." Bring along.

You sit in the tv room. Ezra put his head on my lap.

Not that I don't want to, but I can't leave my job for too long, neither can Ezra.

"Do you want to?"

"We should be able to leave."

I'm shaking.

"Darling, why the hell?"

"It's nothing Zra."

Ezra was silent and looked at my worried face.

"We're going to your villa. Wanna?" tanyakanya. "It's cold, we can roll in blankets all day. We can go for a walk tonight."

"Zra, if you just want to, in this house you can too."

"Then, come on!" Ezra got up from my lap. And turn off the tv. Ezra immediately lifted me into the room.

"Zra, it's still 9 in the morning."

"What's wrong, Zoy."

Ezra lowered the Ac temperature until this room felt very cold.

"Okay in the villa, Zoy."

I chuckle. "Raise the temperature Zra! It's too cold." I pulled the blanket up to my chest.

Ezra was lying next to me when he had set the temperature of this room as needed.

"Zra, we need to shop for kitchen necessities." I said to him because when cooking was almost all the food was exhausted. In the refrigerator there are only shrimp, some eggs, sausages and frozen meat.

"Just later yes. We'll have lunch outside, all at the mall. I want control there. It's okay, Zoy?"

"It's okay."

"Next week I have to go to Surabaya, Zra." I said a little doubtful. There is a schedule there every two months and will be more often if needed.

Ezra sits leaning against the headboard. Then he grabbed my body and made me lean on his body.

"Next week your schedule comes the month?" He asked while stroking my stomach. Ezra put his hand through my shirt. I happen to be wearing pants and clothes.

I looked at his face. My brain thinks I'm coming to the moon, about 10 or 11 days before the deal. Almost the same with Bi. Means about 2 weeks on my schedule.

"No, I guess. Because my schedule should be about 2 weeks, Zra."

"It can still be."

"meaning?" my many.

"I'm coming with ya. We're going to Bali." Ezra hugged me tight. "We make dede there even though it's past fertile time." She laughs.

Fertile period? I'm trying to count. My menstrual cycle is usually 28 days. And my fertile period is between days 12-14 after my first period.

That means yesterday we did it in my fertile days.

I don't know why there's a warm feeling in my heart. And hope appears. May God bring forth the fruit of love here. I placed my palm on the back of Ezra's hand which was still stroking my stomach.

"Darling? You're daydreaming." Ezra made me realize.

I shook my head slowly. "You want me to come?" tanyakanya.

"Of course baby. Alina, we can tell her to go home first." Saying later.

"Zra, is your dad not coming back to this house after the hotel?"

"No Zoy, my mother's father went straight home to Semarang after checking out yesterday morning." He answered with a face turned soft.

She sad? Yes, I did see that there was a distance that seemed to extend between Ezra and his father. Is it because they are long apart until their relationship, love and family are eroded by time?

"You sad, baby?" my many.

"No. I'm just sorry, I keep feeling guilty for ever leaving me. To the extent that I don't want to live here. She was embarrassed to see me grow up and stand on my own without her help."

"DW..." I rubbed his arm.

Ezra had parents, but not a lot of affection. I have no parents, but the affection of the people around me is amazing.

"promise..." I held Ezra's hands.

"We will create a warm family for our children." My eyes dewdrop.

"You live by lack and I live without perfection. I don't have wings to flap. And you have wings but broken."

"God rules our lives in such a way that we are both helpless but in different ways."

"I'm grateful to live between my mom and dad. And you're lucky to have such incredible power."

"This hand, this shoulder, and this whole body are indeed in order to deserve me, Zra."

"I am a burden that you must bear, with all the stories behind me."

"I chose you because of that."

Ezra wiped my tears. "Believe me dear, two weak people can be together to strengthen each other." I hugged her.

"Always happy next to me, Zra. Redeem all your suffering by smiling with me."

"I want to see the lucky baby EnZoy loved by both parents."

"Yes Zoy. I-i promise. We'll make it all happen. I want to see the twinkle of love in the eyes of our children."

"Love we don't get first."

Must be Zra, we must rise up and strengthen each other so that children are not the same as us.