The Secret of Zoya's Love

Stomach Pain

"Damn ... habits, Mama! " sure Hans who already knew the wits of his mother turned off the phone to avoid rejection.

"What's up, Mom? " asked Zoya when she saw Hans throwing his phone.

Instead of directly answering, Hans instead slammed his body beside Zoya who was still staring at him confused.

The sharp-eyed tail glanced at the girl beside him, almost letting go if there was no knock on the door from outside his room earlier. Three years Hans immersed himself in continuing his lawyer education at Oxford University and focused on his career to divert all his biological needs as a man, but when he was close to the girl who was his wife, his male soul was starting to stir.

"Mas, I'll see Ale first! " thanks to Zoya who was feeling awkward about the situation in Hans' room.

"Hmmm... Don't forget your room is here! " hans voice sounded cold even his face looked flat again. Zoya comes out of Hans' room uncomfortable, feeling Hans is angry with her. Zoya leaves Hans still lying on the bed. Like the annoyance that is currently mastering it.

Hans gets up after Zoya disappears from the room, "Ahhhh! " his complaint is that he ruffled his hair roughly. He just sat stunned staring at the door of the room where Zoya disappeared. "Hans, he's a kid! After all, you also do not know his feelings for this marriage. " One side of the man's heart began to whisper.

"But she's my wife..I deserve her? Whether he accepts it or not." The ego side of Hans also continues to persuade.

"Arrrghhh." cried Hans so annoyed, the two sides of his mind clashing against each other. He started to get up and walked towards the bathroom. Maybe flushing his head under the shower for a while will make him feel more cool.

Long enough Hans spent his time in the bathroom, after feeling quite calm he decided to go out. The body that still looks moist is really exploring the sexiness of the athletic body of the man who has one baby.

Given Hans' warning, Zoya did not want to linger in Ale's room for long. Hans's flat face and the man's cold voice to Zoya were already a warning.

Zoya checks Ale, raises her blanket up to her neck, then puts a kiss on the boy's forehead which makes Zoya feel anxious. Whether what relationship makes Zoya very fond of Ale, it feels there is a bond of feeling that has been established by arriving. Zoya replaced the bright lights in Ale's room with much fainter lighting, with her heart breaking out of Ale's room towards the room in front of her.

The tiny hand turned the handle slowly fearing that the creaking sound of the door's movement would disturb her husband. The room looks empty, but a gurgling sound in the bathroom makes Zoya rush to prepare a change of clothes for Hans. He's sure Hans's taking a bath.

Almost a week, she became Hans' wife, a little bit she already understood her husband's habits. For a moment he stared in front of the wardrobe, from earlier he felt his stomach hurt. The more he came here, the more pain he felt. Leaning his body in the closet, sweat droplets began to wet his face. already several times he felt extreme pain during the first and second days of the menstrual cycle.

"Zoy, .. Why are you?" hans asked when he saw his wife leaning against the wardrobe. Seeing the presence of Hans who he thought arrived made Zoya try to re-establish his body. But the sweat that moisturized her face and part of her clothes could not be hidden from Hans.

"You why? " repeat Hans with a full glance. Hans approaches Zoya, while Zoya is still trying to pick up a t-shirt and shorts from the closet for her husband.

Hans took what Zoya said, but his gaze now examined the increasingly paled-looking face. "Zoy... " Hans led the nearly collapsed body to the bed.

"What's going on, Zoy,? " ask Hans as he helps Zoya lay down on the bed.

"You why? " Hans removed Zoya's headscarf so that she could be a little more comfortable.

"I'm menstruating, that's what makes my stomach hurt! But I'm fine, Mas "weepy Zoya still with pain.

"We check, huh? " Hans stretched out his hand rubbing the sweat that was flooding in Zoya's pale face. His hand stopped on the cheek of his wife's cabi. With his thumb still gently rubbing his usual reddish-looking cheeks, Hans waited for an answer from Zoya.

"No need, Mas. If the first and second day is ordinary like this, but the pain will disappear on its own" explained Zoya in a soft voice. The pain in his stomach made his voice feel choked.

"Shortly, yeah! " Hans leaves Zoya and exits the room to look for Bi Muna. The man ran small down the stairs of the house made of wood. The sound of friction sandals also sounded loud echoing throughout the room in the luxurious house.

Hans is not the type to panic easily but when he sees Zoya, the girl who likes to cover up the situation makes him feel different. A sense of responsibility because Zoya is part of her life or a feeling that comes and touches a different side of her heart. Hans himself still could not decipher everything.

"Bi, make Ginger wedang ! I wait not to wear it for a long time "said Hans when he saw the middle-aged woman cleaning the pantry.

"Good, Sir! "

Hans was right waiting at the dinner table. The clock stands in the middle room. It only takes a few minutes, wedang ginger order so. Hans brought a cup of ginger wedang up.

Carefully she returns to the room, but Zoya is still curled up on the bed. The girl looked in pain.

"Zoy, this is me bringing ginger, I've read artikle if it can relieve menstrual pain! " Hans bends his knees to see Zoya's condition more clearly.

"I'm okay, Mom! " zoya inched up from the fall, it did not feel good to bother Hans.

"Sorry troublesome, Mas Hans! " zoya's words upset Hans, to Hans what Zoya said was like deliberately building his own partition between him and Zoya.

Zoya picked up the cup that her husband had just brought her, slowly she began to sip the warm ginger. When he felt his body start to feel warm, the black eye bead looked at Hans who was also watching him from earlier. Their gazes were intertwined even though it was very difficult for each of the two to understand.

"Thank you, Mum! " said Zoya with a smile that could tear down the man's world. Zoya feels the warm side of Hans's flat look.

Seriate....