The Secret of Zoya's Love

Not Knowing Shame

At eleven in the evening, the atmosphere inside Bu Nurma's house was already dark. All the lights are off. Hans got out of his car and walked over to knock on the door. Long enough, Hans knocked on the door until the middle-aged figure opened the door.

"Assalamualaikum, ma'am" said Hans when he saw Bu Nurma standing in the middle of the door that was already open.

"Waalaikum salam." replied Nurma with a smile towards her daughter-in-law. The tired face and the appearance that had been chaotic made Nurma immediately invite her daughter-in-law in.

"Come, Son! It looks like Zoya is asleep." said Nurma, then walked in the lead to her daughter's room.

"Tok tock...t tok..."

"Zoya." call Nurma.

"Simple..." The door to Zoya's room opened, but she hasn't been able to sleep well. Zoya stared at the figure behind her mother. If there was no mother maybe she would have closed the door again.

"Zoy, there's still food in the fridge. I'll go to the room first."

"Yes, Buk." replied Zoya after her mother turned to her room.

Zoya herself went straight into the room, then followed by Hans with a look that could not be separated from the tiny body in front of her. The sharp eyes of the man looked for the figure of his daughter, but he did not find it.

"Zoy, where's Ale?" hans asked his wife while sitting on the bedside.

"In Zahra's room." a fairly short answer made Hans understand that his wife was still angry with him. He just looked at Zoya who immediately threw herself on the bed. When he met the person he was looking for, Hans could not even speak anymore. Zoya seems to close the access to information with him.

"All must be Mama's provocateur." The man monologues with his mind, then settles down next to Zoya's body.

"Don't come near!" zoya said as she felt the touch of the big hand coiling around her stomach. Her tiny hand stretched Hans' hand to get away.

"Ehem .. ahem. "the man deheman was heard when he felt a slight sense of disappointment at his wife's rejection. Hans already had no other choice but to fold his hands to make it a head pad.

"Darling, I'm sorry, yeah!" hans said with a look at the ceiling of the room.

"Zoy, I know you haven't slept" Hans continued, he just wanted to get an answer to his apology.

"Why should I apologize? Isn't it Mas Hans who is always right, Mas Hans who is always smart, Mas Hans who is the best." said Zoya, his eye patch was filled with clear liquid.

"Darling, it's not like that, this time I know that I'm guilty of you." Hans persuaded by hugging the tiny body that was currently on his back.

"Don't be like this. Mas Hans' body stinks!" zoya retorted by trying to keep her body away from Hans even though it was useless because her husband's arms were stronger to withstand the shift of her body.

"really? But you still love me, right?" To Zoya, Hans's question this time sounded so annoying that he had no intention of answering.

"Zoy, you still love me, don't you? " repeat Hans is still waiting for Zoya's answer. I don't know, it feels like Zoya is still feeling bad.

"Not gonna answer I kiss, lo!" threatening Hans.

"No love!" hans' threat has Zoya's voice.

"really? Lie, I kiss, lo!" hearing the words of Hans who constantly threatened, Zoya immediately got up and sat facing her husband who was still lying down casually, even a smile can be seen decorating her thin lips.

"What do you want Hans? Whatever my answer remains the same, right? Where ever I've had any good in Mas Hans' eyes." This time, Zoya has all her emotions. Hans only smiled when he saw his wife was angry, he could understand if his wife was that angry with him and it could be that this was Zoya's maximum anger.

"I'm sorry! I love you and don't cry anymore!" hans said as he woke up from the fall. His hand tries to pinch his wife's cabi cheek but is soon brushed aside by Zoya.

"Cups... I love you, my wife!" A brief kiss landed on those tiny lips that made Zoya even more inflamed. Those round eyes stared intently at her husband.

"I'll take a shower first! We'll keep going again, okay?" hans said as he moved out of the room to find the bathroom at the back of the house.

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Hans blinked his eyes as the sunlight had already burst into the room. After the dawn prayer the man accidentally went back to sleep, his body felt crumpled due to a long journey to find his wife's son in his hometown.

While stretching his muscles, Hans heard a voice of strangulation and Ale shouting outside. Not to mention, his nose that had smelled the special fragrance of village cuisine was so tempting, making the man immediately rise to look for it.

"Darling, it was so fragrant." - Hans wooed as he approached his wife near the stove. Zoya is frying salted fish sauce.

"Gupper..!" Not getting a response from Zoya makes the man land his kiss on his wife's cheek. Zoya never thought her husband would kiss her in front of her. With a blushing face and a look of condolence, Zoya glanced at her mother who turned out to smile at her.

"Mother's son is a cook pinter!" hans said to Ms. Norma while pinching Zoya's cabi cheek. The existence of Bu Norma for him was a breath of fresh air. She knows Zoya is unable to resist any treatment from her while in front of her mother.

"really? Maybe because it is used to helping Mother in the kitchen, Nak Hans. " replied Ms. Nurma still by cutting long bean vegetables and spinach.

"Darling, black coffee? I'll see Ale in the side yard." Hans immediately rushed to meet his daughter who looked fun running in the yard with Zahra.

Bu Nurma's house is not large but has a large courtyard with several fruit trees and coconuts growing around it.

"Papa." cried Ale towards his papa who was standing at the side door. Hans only smiled when he saw his daughter running towards him.

"Said Mama, Papa didn't come to Eyang's house because he was still busy?" asked Ale who did not expect the presence of his papa. But since this morning he had seen his papa car in the front yard.

"Papa picked up Ale with Mama. Later we go home together." Hans replied making the puffer boy just smile and nod.

While in the kitchen, Zoya finishes her cooking. He began serving them one by one the food menu at the dinner table. As her husband had ordered, Zoya began making Hans black coffee.

"Zoy, don't let anger last long in your heart. It's one of na*su's eve." Nurma said as she began discussing her daughter's cold attitude toward her son-in-law.

"What's Hans cheating on?" investigate Nurma who was answered by Zoya.

"Did he hit you?" Nurma was curious. He kept asking, but he was still answered with a sledgehammer. Actually Nurma already knew her daughter's answer she could still see there was love in Hans's eyes for her daughter.

"The difference must be there. As long as it's not those two things, all can still be talked about. Don't be Proud to feel right, valley manah (humble is much better). If you reciprocate, there will be no end even that can destroy a relationship." explained Nurma who actually does not understand what is going on between Zoya and Hans.

"Legowo only. People give up, it's not necessarily losing. Most importantly, we keep improving. Mother also can not do everything, but I want you to be a righteous wife and a righteous child who will be the only hope of mother and father in the afterlife." Nurma patted her daughter's shoulder slowly which was currently lowered. He felt that everything his mother said was not wrong.

"If, if you're angry for a long time, keep your husband taken people, hayoo who's wrong?" goda Nurma when she saw a tinge of sadness on her daughter's face.

Nurma leaves Zoya in the kitchen, believing that Zoya is thinking about what she has said. Building a relationship is not easy. However, Zoya also feels that her husband still protects and loves her. But, right now the self-improvement step he was still thinking about and he would talk about later.

"Mama, Papa pick us up!" call Ale by pulling his papa hand running towards Zoya.

"Ma... " When not getting a reaction from Zoya, the boy still pulled Zoya's shirt.

"Yes, Mama already knows." Zoya replied briefly, without turning her head towards the two people behind her.

"Mom again lopping, Ale. Mama doesn't want to see Papa anymore." Hans said.

"Papa bought Mama some chocolate or some ice cream." Ale's suggestion made Hans want to laugh. The boy thought his mother was just like him sulking asking for chocolate. Hearing her daughter's words, Zoya actually wanted to laugh. But, still in his custody.

"Well, what chocolate is ice cream? " asked Hans by looking at his wife's face. A seductive look and a wink he gave to his wife who still looked sullen.

"Let's have breakfast!" Zoya immediately turned around with a black coffee to the dining table. If passed on he would not be able to hold back his laughter because of those two absurd beings.

Seriate....