
The sun is shining, the breeze cools for a moment when the skin feels the heat. Like Zoya's heart that now feels cold staring at the beautiful flower bloom in the sun.
"It's so pretty" Zoya muttered with a sweet smile.
"Here you turn out"
Zoya turned her head, her eyes narrowing glare towards Mila who was coming from the direction the sun was shining.
"I've been looking forward to Loe"
"What's wrong? "
Mila shook her head slowly, she just wanted to chat.
"Eh, I wasn't invited"
Nisa ran over to the two, then sat down together in the garden.
"Over the last 6 years, what have you been doing? " ask Nisa curiously.
"Hmm not much. "
"What is the job in a big company? or is Loe CEO? " guess Mila.
Zoya shook her head again, never thinking in her mind like the guesses of these two friends.
"Then what are you doing? "
Zoya sighed, then smiled at her two best friends.
"Graduated High School, I went straight to University, majoring in management. I work at Uncle Pram's company. And spend the day sitting on the beach"
"I will only come to the office if the company is on the verge of bankruptcy." continued Zoya.
" uh? I think you've got your own company, you've got a smart brain"
Zoya shook her head, she did not have that dream anymore. Since losing her son, Zoya has lost her purpose in life.
"I feel dead, the purpose of life just disappears"
Mila and Nisa glanced at each other, they were very pityed by Zoya's fate.
"Then what now? "ask Mila.
Zoya fell silent, she understood the meaning of Mila's question.
" I don't know, I just follow the groove"
"Gue thinks Azlan's only life purpose is loe"sung Nisa.
" Nisa"tegur Mila, he glanced at Zoya who was looking down.
"Don't listen to him, you calm down" Mila told Zoya not to be burdened with their words. Then Mila pulled Nisa away from the back garden.
"What the hell is Mil, I want to tell Zoya so she knows Azlan is suffering too"
"But this is also the way, Zoya takes time! " provided Mila.
While Zoya sighed furiously, Nisa's words were indeed true. But the heart cannot be forced. Zoya is still not ready to start from scratch.
"More"
Zoya squeezed out the avocado juice that was suddenly in front of her eyes.
"Loe must have been? "
Zoya remained silent, her eyes still focused on the juice.
"Udah take the time, I do not ask for payment anyway" said Azlan as he put the juice into the hands of Zoya.
"Thank you" said Zoya, the girl received avocado juice from Azlan, but the girl also bang us from her seat about to leave.
"Where are you? " cigat Azlan.
"I'm coming in, the heat's not good"
"But I just sat down"
"I don't forbid you to sit there"
Zoya continues her steps into the house.
"Zoya! " call Azlan to stop Zoya's steps.
"Let me fight, give me a chance to win your heart again"
"Gue is sure, can conquer your fear and loe hatred with me" continued Azlan.
"Do as you please" said Zoya before resuming her footsteps.
"Is that a code? " murm Azlan was confused.
Azlan is suddenly excited because he feels Zoya is giving him a chance. "Look, I'll make loe klepek klepek again the same me"
"Is this Azlan's room? "
Zoya stepped inside, her eyes round seeing Azlan's room was in such a mess.
"Geez, that stupid guy just outside looks neat. " Zoya grumbled to tidy up the contents of Azlan's room.
When Zoya composes a book strewn on the table, Zoya accidentally nudges a book called My wife.
The book fell to the floor, all the photos stored in it were scattered on the floor.
"My wife? " murmured Zoya read the title of the book. Then he grabbed a photo of himself scattered.
"Since when does this photo exist with the man"
Zoya stares at a photo of herself who has been out since Azlan took it. Even photos when they are doing student orientation period.
Wait, Zoya is trying to digest her own thoughts. Azlan had been following him since they first entered school?.
"It's when I got punished for messing up the lab" Zoya muttered with a small laugh recalling the incident.
Zoya flipped the photo sheet, it turned out that there was a small message written there.
*girl is funny, but fierce.
Here she is beautiful
Seeing you upset I'm happy*.
"Alay" muttered Zoya.
There is one photo that makes Zoya speechless, her eyes staring at the nanar of the photo sheet. The photo where she and Azlan stand together while showing the marriage book. Zoya flips the photo sheet to see what message Azlan wrote there.
"Go back, I miss you. I'll make sure your tears never come out again. I miss you so much. Forgive me for not being able to take care of you and our baby" Zoya shed her tears reading the message.
"What is Loe doing here? "
Zoya flinched, on her broom rough tears that had flowed down her cheeks. The photo sheet was placed on the table except for the wedding photo. Zoya hid her behind her shirt pocket.
"I just sort it out" said Zoya, then hurried away from there.
"Akhhh" cried Zoya, suddenly his body had floated and crashed on the bed.
"Have entered can't get out without my permission"
"What are you doing? "
Zoya tries to move to escape Azlan's body.
"Gue wants to plant a seed"
"No, we can't do it. We're divorced" Zoya refused.
"Yes, let's get married again! "
"I don't want to" Zoya refused.
"But I want to!! can't wait to get sucked again! " zlan's whining kisses Zoya's lips slowly.
"Azlan!! release me!! " call Zoya.
"If making a grandpa can't, at least we're kissing hot" Azlan cheered.
"I'm nothmmppp"
Azlan coagulates Zoya's mouth with her mouth, Zoya's hands held above her head, while her body is crushed by Azlan.
Cup.
Cup.
Cup.
"Aahhh Azlan, stop! " cried Zoya amused every kiss Azlan kiss on the entire area of her face.
"gue won't stop, you give yourself up"
"No, I'm just cleaning your room"
"still, you must get the reward" keke Azlan, again showered Zoya's face with a gentle kiss.
"Love you" said Azlan, then closed his eyes and began to enjoy every inch of Zoya's lips.
Zoya's subconscious begins to take control of her. Slowly Zoya begins to lulled down, enjoying Azlan's game. Zoya has also started to put up a fight.
"Geez"
azlan's hand no longer held Zoya's hand, now his hand moved to two twin mountains Zoya, working as where it should be there.
Zoya draped her hands around Azlan's neck, squeezing Azlan's hair as the sensation approached her.
That afternoon there was another planting of seeds, in addition to Zoya's heart that was filled to read every message from Azlan. Zoya is also surprised, that Azlan has loved it since they met in the student orientation period.