Suddenly Pregnant

ZOYA FRIED RICE

School is over, Zoya composes her book quickly.

"Mil" call Zoya.

The girl stepped closer to Mila who was standing in the doorway.

Nisa bit her lips looking pity at Zoya, Mila did not turn her head, the girl resumed her steps.

"Gue will try to talk to her yah zoy" said Nisa passed after Mila.

Zoya let out a heavy sigh, she felt guilty towards her two best friends. Zoya does not intend to cover up from her family.

Ten!! the ten!!!

"Woy, you want a balek? " call Azlan to stick his head out of the car window.

"I-Yes" Zoya runs up to Azlan's black sports car, then gets into it. After sitting well Zoya reached out her hand as if asking Azlan for something.

"What's? " question Azlan looked at Zoya's confused hands.

"Salim" said Zoya in a resentful tone pulling Azlan's right hand.

Azlan looked a little nervous, he was not used to his status right now.

The black car drove away from the school.

A pair of eyes stared at the departure of Azlan's car with eyes that were interpreted.

Neither Azlan nor Zoya opened their mouths to talk or ask. The atmosphere looks very awkward now.

"Where to? " zoya's hand stared at the road that was not going to Azlan's house.

Azlan did not answer to raise the speed of the car until a few minutes later they arrived at an apartment.

"Down" said Azlan coldly.

Zoya obediently got out of the car, then walked after Azlan who had walked first.

Azlan enters his apartment, followed by Zoya who notices every corner of the large room complete with furniture.

"From today we will stay here" Azlan said in a slow tone. The man walked up the small stairs leading to 2 rooms.

"This is Loe's room, and over there is my room" Azlan said.

Zoya sculpts, what does Azlan mean they sleep apart? Where Zoya can sleep alone, the girl will not be able to close her eyes unless someone is hugging her or by her side.

"Azlan. "call Zoya slowly, almost sounding faint.

"Loe called me? " ask Azlan in doubt.

"Loe remember, I can't sleep alone" Zoya's great-granddaughter looked embarrassed.

Azlan seemed to be weighing in, thinking about whether he should sleep in the room with Zoya? or leave Zoya alone.

"Well I'm going to put you to sleep, just sleep" Azlan broke up making Zoya smile thinly.

"Thank you" said Zoya spontaneously.

For the first time Azlan heard Zoya say a word of thanks, and it was fixed for her.

"Alright, I go to the room first" said Azlan immediately moved into his room.

Zoya smiled clumsily, it turns out that one house with her mortal enemy is not too bad.

The straight-haired girl stepped into her room. His eyes swept across the room, his eyes staring at his trademark pink suitcase.

"My suitcase is here? " murmured Zoya checked the pink suitcase to see if it really belonged to her.

"It's right mine" Zoya's inner gaze upon her entire outfit right there.

Zoya decided to arrange all her clothes into a large closet in the room that now belongs to her.

On the other hand Mila looks to clean her clothes, she will stay at Meika's mother's house as long as her grandmother returns to the village.

Ting tong~

Mila pressed Azlan's doorbell several times until Meika opened the door.

"No mother, Mila will bring a car" replied Mila.

"Yauda yuk in"

Inside the house Mila circulates her eyes looking for the figure of Azlan, she misses playing games with Azlan. Mila is spoiled if in the house on Azlan.

"Azlan where's bun? " ask Mila did not find the figure of her brother.

"Oo Azlan is a darling" Meika replied honestly.

"Moved? where's bun? kok Mila does not know" asked Mila surprised, usually Azlan said that he would do anything.

"She felt grown up, so she asked to live in her own apartment" Meika replied again.

Mila seemed to think, not like Azlan usually like this. Mila was about to ask another question, but was cut off by Meika by telling the girl to rest.

"Darling, you must be tired, right? take a break, put your clothes in the closet " said Meika smiled gently.

"Oh yes bun" Mila also moved to a room that was provided specifically for her.

Mila looked pensive, her attitude towards Zoya was actually too excessive. But Mila feels Zoya is breaking a promise and also dishonest to the Zomian gang.

"Huhhh" lenguh Mila was dizzy with all this. The girl was lying on her soft mattress which she had been staying for a long time. Mila finally fell asleep without changing her clothes.

At Zoya's apartment, busy playing with kitchen utensils, hunger forces Zoya to cook. The girl was grateful to find a refrigerator and a small cupboard cabinet in the kitchen full of food stock.

"Finally cook too" Zoya murmured sparklingly staring at a plate of fried rice with fried chicken toppings and some of her favorite vegetables.

"Hummmm, where is this good smell? " Azlan murmured deeply in his breath. The man came out of the room following the direction the good arima came from.

Zoya who was about to sit at the dinner table bengong found Azlan who was already standing not far from him.

"Loe wants to eat? " taw Zoya base stale.

No answer, Azlan just stared at the fried rice made by Zoya that looked very delicious.

"Gue's not hungry" Azlan refused prestige.

"Oh yaudah" said Zoya, then prepare to eat his rice because he is really hungry now.

Gluduk~ Azlan gulped his saliva, he really wanted that fried rice.

"Loe wants? " ask Zoya again to make sure, because Azlan just kept staring at her fried rice.

"What is a cooked loe? " asked Azlan silly, obviously fried rice is Zoya masaka, Zoya was still wearing her apron.

"Of course, do we have Art? " zoya's lips rolled his eyes, Azlan was really stupid.

"If you want, I give these two" said Zoya took another plate.

"Loe cooks just a plate? "

"Of course, I don't know if you want to" said Zoya flatly.

"Like him I crave to eat fried rice" Azlan's great-grandson.

"Huh, who's pregnant with me, who cravings you anyway? " said Zoya stared at a piece of Azlan who made an excuse that did not enter would be to ask for his fried rice.

Azlan bent his face, he actually wanted that fried rice right now.

"Loe check it out on google, there's a husband who cravings his wife no" Azlan chirped in an annoyed tone.

Zoya narrowed her eyes looking at Azlan suspiciously, but the girl also thought, right what Azlan said, Since pregnant Zoya only felt a few times nauseous. After that Zoya never again felt nauseous or wanted anything like pregnant people in general.

"Already, this fried rice you can eat" said Zoya handed her fried rice.

"really?? "Ask Azlan in disbelief, Zoya nodded.

" Thank you, that's the duty of the wife, always cook for the husband" Azlan chirped directly eat fried rice that really fits on the tongue Azlan. It is the second most delicious fried rice in the world after its mother fried rice.

"Loe hasn't eaten how many days? " the lips of Zoya, Azlan eats like an atrocity.

"His name is also cravings" Azlan replied using that excuse to mask his admiration for Zoya's cooking.

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