
Zoan has led Ossa to his rental room next door. Check out and vacate Ossa's room officially online. Zoan didn't want to waste time getting down and taking care of it himself in the lobby. For him it was quite troublesome.
"What is this,,?" tanya Ossa was astonished by the many white envelopes that were piled up and had been sealed on the table.
When he just entered, Zoan invited him to clean himself for prayer isya' congregated in the room. So that he did not have time to pay attention to the details of Zoan's room.
"That's a little bit of the rest of the wedding fund. That brown envelope is for my in-laws. As a small white envelope, I will leave it to my father so that it is given to anyone who is a victim of abrasion that he feels deserves" Zoan told Ossa. The man was scooping his face with a soft towel on the sidewalk.
"Why not just leave it to the fundraiser, mas,,?" asked Ossa softly. Feeling very salute to Zoan who is social enough high-spirited. His sense of regret at the man had flown by for a moment.
"It's gonna be a long time, Ossa. And sometimes not on target. Besides, I want to take your father's heart" Zoan said with a smile. The man sat on the bed watching his wife.
"Mas Zoan, thank you,??" asked Ossa smiling. Then sat down beside Zoan very close.
"What's wrong with being in-laws? After all, they don't know if I gave. You know a loving father,,"
"Tomorrow we deliver before leaving for Semarang. All pamit. While visiting Mita, your sick friend" Zoan explained as he quickly hugged Ossa. Not wanting to waste an opportunity.
"Why haven't we known each other before, Ossa?" asked Zoan by gently stroking Ossa's hair.
"Why did Zoan never see him at the inn once? I was there two years, never saw you" Ossa replied in surprise. He rested his head on Zoan's shoulder.
"Yes.. I was not interested in coming to the inn. If you want to meet the Zaki family, I invite them to come to Jakarta. I went there after the inn was abandoned by him. I was worried that he would never return to the inn" Zoan said with a smile.
"How arrogant are you, ma'am... Why when the inn has gone out of business and you are the one who financed, still did not come? Why come slow?" asked Ossa, constantly astonished.
"Not arrogant, but reluctant, disinclined. I always bring women. Mas Arzaki does not get tired of advising me, it feels so uncomfortable," Zoan explained with a wider smile.
"Ahh, mas Zoan, you are a former people," Ossa lamented while distancing himself from Zoan. Just meant to tease him.
Zoan quickly catches Ossa and puts his small head with that long, thick hair on his shoulder back.
"I'm sorry, Ossa. I was slow to find you. Are you disgusted with me,,?" asked Zoan regretfully and felt self-aware.
Ossa feels guilty. The truth is no longer concerned with anything and how Zoan in the past. Only Zoan's kindness is remembered.
"If I were disgusted, I wouldn't have embarrassed myself at that time. I don't really want you to marry someone else."
Ossa is smiling. Feeling amused once again with himself at that time. Zoan hugged himself tightly.
"Ossa, I think I really like you. Do you like me too??" asked Zoan in a whisper. Ossa felt flying in the ceiling of the room.
"Yes, I really like you. I think I fell deeply in love with you too, boss Zoan. Ah, boss Zoan, I love yuuuu," replied Ossa who ended in a whimper. Also his tight hug on Zoan.
"I love you too, Ossa. Very, very much love you. Please, don't reveal my past anymore.." Zoan said to persuade Ossa while hugging.
"Yes, Ossa. I promise, forgive me just now," Zoan said. His lips peppered Ossa's yam repeatedly. Ossa returned Zoan's embrace very tightly.
"When are we going to visit Mr. Arzaki's Azril inn?" ask Ossa again hope. Imagine the face of shock between Vinola and Murni as they find out about her marriage. Ossa smiled amusedly feeling happy.
"We will go there after having children" Zoan said firmly. Ossa looked surprised.
"For a long time, did you not miss and want to know about your brother's condition?" ask Ossa astonished.
"I will be able to go there by myself without taking you," Zoan replied smiling.
"Wicked, why don't you take me?!" exclaiming Ossa protesting.
"Okay, okay, at least until I've raised your belly," Zoan quickly smiled. Ossa no longer speaks. Zoan was sure that the face that looked down was blushing and pias.
"I'm going to release it right now, Ossa. You ready??" asked Zoan with a relaxed voice and expression. Although his chest felt noisy rumbling.
"Released??" asked Ossa smiling. Understand the meaning of the husband's words.
"Yes, release the Reizoan Azril prodak here." Zoan said softly as he spread his hands in Oqtissa's stomach. The wife could no longer speak. Only the tense face of Pias clearly read what he was feeling.
"Os, can you pray before you do it?" asked Zoan with a face starting to look tense. Ossa looked at him with a very pias and clumsy look.
"I, I, I forgot, I forgot not to memorize it," replied Ossa stifled with embarrassment. Zoan smiled with understanding.
"I get. You've never done it. So of course not memorized." Zoan rubbed Ossa's hair with a deep affection.
"Did Zoan also recite that prayer when he was going to do it with your harem?" ask Ossa suddenly. Really want to know about this.
"Ah, Ossaaa, what did you promise?" moan Zoan while scrambling his own thick hair. Ossa smiled, feeling remembered and understood. Zoan is very close.
"I'm sorry... Come on, teach me to say it, Zoan. I can't wait," whined Ossa spoiled. Trying to erode the bad taste that Zoan might be feeling.
"Come on, Ossaa," said Zoan.
Zoan welcomes quickly and very excitedly, dragging Ossa to crumble together in bed. The deep desire in the dam will be released as soon as possible. Feeling that you have prepared with enough rest for the smooth running of the task tonight. Completed his ludicrous desire for the much-loved Oqtissa during his life in the universe. Wishing eternal connection until everlasting in His heaven.
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(**No more ninuninu,... Holy month, penitent authority.. The previous novel2, if I read it myself in chapter 21+, duh... It felt so ashamed of myself half to death.. Also afraid if suddenly I die .. I want to revise, but mager once..**)
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