The Secret of Zoya's Love

Mindfulness

This morning all seemed busy with their respective affairs, later noon after Dhuhur planned they would return to the city.

"Zoy, my clothes haven't been ironed!" call Hans when he sees a shadow of his wife. Hans was still heating his car's engine before making the trip.

"Yes, one minute!" Zoya is still busy with what preparations they will bring later. It was fortunate that Ale had already left first with Mama Shanti. He purposely asked Ale to accompany him on the way home.

After cleaning everything up, Zoya goes into the room with an iron. Hans catches up with Zoya to the village unprepared, carrying only the clothes he used to hang in the car, so Zoya has to wash them so Hans can change.

"Honey." call Hans when he enters the room. The man chose to sit on the edge of the bed while waiting for Zoya to iron her shirt and pants. When she no longer heard the baritone voice forward her sentence, it made Zoya turn her head and walk up to her husband after finishing her activities.

"What's up, Mom?" ask the owner of the soft voice.

"I found this in your bag. I asked you to drink it for a while. Why is it still intact?" hans said that he had found the contraceptive pill that he had given to Zoya when they first re-enacted conjugal relations. The bag that opened slightly showed its contents made the man check its contents.

"Hmmm, i..." Zoya finds it hard to answer, fearing that Hans will be angry about not following her words.

"I want to get pregnant again quickly, Mas." said Zoya with her head lowered, she felt guilty for not listening to what her husband said.

"Dear, it's not like that. I'm asking you to take the contraceptive pill for only three months. Just be patient for a minute, I don't want to risk anything. You yourself already understand what the doctor said." Hans said by hugging his wife's waist. Then dropped his kiss on that flat stomach.

"Mr Zoya, Mas Hans, lunch is ready." the knock on the door and the sound of the zahra from the outside made the two stretch their arms then stared at each other for a moment that ended up with the same smile because they almost forgot the time.

"Yes for a minute, it's packing clothes!" zoya lies and rushes out of the room, while Hans is still wearing Zoya's newly finished shirt.

After lunch and Salat Dhuhur they immediately left for the city. Zoya picks up her mother's rough wrinkled hands then kisses her as if she wants to take all the prayers and blessings if it's there.

"Be careful and patient, Nduk!" nurma said as she hugged her daughter.

"We're saying goodbye, ma'am!" hans said to his mother-in-law.

"Oh yeah Ra, tomorrow your bike is coming. Take good care of me!" hans said after Zahra salim.

Nurma has let go of her son-in-law. The car disappeared from his yard. His heart was so full, when he remembered Shanti's story about the twists and turns of their marriage.

"May you always be strong and patient, Nduk. I will pray the best for you." he murmured inwardly before returning to the house.

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Nilla walked a little hastily when he saw a shadow of Wildan who walked towards the parking lot of a special lecturer car. He no longer cared what the other students said when he approached the idol lecturer at his campus.

"Assalamu'alaikum, Bang!" nilla's greeting stopped Wildan from opening his car door. The girl's face looked maniacal making Wildan smile at her.

"Waalaikum greetings, beautiful brother! " Hearing Wildan's reply, Nilla gulped violently.

"What does Brother mean? Our relationship is over, why are our parents even determining our wedding date in the near future." protested Nilla only learned of the plan after calling her father.

"We'd rather get married than like cats and dogs." Wildan's reply instead made Nilla glare her eyes at the handsome man with those shady eyes. Wildan only smiled in response to the reaction of the girl he already believed to be his life companion.

"I don't want to get married!" Nilla's refusal even made Wildan smile, he actually already understood the reason for Nilla's refusal. But all of that takes time.

"When you speak the same man is seen! Let the one spoken to see the ugly lips of your manyun." That patient tone of voice made Nilla even more annoyed.

"I don't want to get married!" ketus Nilla, he's not a mere escape.

"But next week you will be my wife. You can't resist it, our parents have agreed." Wildan explained, he didn't want to wait any longer.

"Let me drive home! " bring Wildan.

"No favor. " Nilla immediately turned around leaving the man who only shook his head looking at her behavior. He also memorized that Nila was a bit frontal compared to Zoya. Zoya again, maybe it's what blinds Nilla to not accept the marriage because Zoya's figure still leaves a trace in their relationship.

"It sucks! Why is he a forger?" nilla grumbled by taking her bike. Today is the last exam of the semester. But before he took his bike, he searched his phone for a message notification.

[I've ordered lunch to be sent to your boarding house]

Nilla shut down the message Wildan sent back on his phone. Wildan always understood that Nilla rarely ate lunch for the reason of a little frugality.

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It was still late afternoon, when the clock hanging on the wall of the luxurious room showed at four in the afternoon. Just now Hans broke down his body that felt tired because of the long journey. Both hands were bent for the head pads. His gaze was now straight looking at the sky of the room. Actually, I was thinking about a lot of things when Zoya went to college. Time is limited, afraid of the influence of association, and she herself hopes Zoya will get pregnant again, not to mention if she lectures while pregnant. That was automatically the consideration of the man.

After cleaning all the stuff. Zoya goes into the room, she sees Hans, who is staring at her, walking up to hang her hijab on a hanger.

"What's up, Mom? " ask Zoya who then joined her husband. Without answering his question his wife's sharp-edged tail followed his wife's every move which ended up lying down facing him.

"That's when you go to college, I'm afraid you're joining an undue association." Hans answered, then tilted his body to face his wife.

"Mas Hans doesn't believe me?" zoya asked with a smile that made the man in front of her always feel cool.

"Not so, I'm worried, the association of students is different. Some are not real, some are real, some look real but not real." Hans shifted his body, eroding their distance until the large arm hugged the tiny body before him.

"Hi hi hi hi. really, not really. I became confused myself." seduced Zoya with a soft laugh, irish beautiful eyes were staring happily at the handsome face in front of her.

"You love teasing me now, baby!" hans said by bringing his face closer to his wife's adorable cheeks. his breath swept as if tickling Zoya's pore skin to make the woman slightly shudder amusedly.

"Later for continuity!" Zoya held onto the shoulder of the field that was getting stuck on her body.

"Why? Isn't this the best worship, right?" a sly grin was pinned in the corner of Hans' thin lips.

"Mas Hans is tired, it's better to just rest." elak Zoya, she already understands if her husband will do it.

"When you look at you, there's a tired term. Moreover, the one below, was always tempted when coming into contact with this." The fingers were already guerrilla and found the prey he had longed for. For almost two weeks they did not do it.

"Tok ... tok ... Sorry, Mr. Hans has a guest." The sound of knocking on the door and calling Bi Muna Stopped the activity they were just about to start.

Zoya always smiles when her husband fails with her intentions, seeing that look of annoyance on that handsome face gives a funny impression to the woman who currently wants to close her eyes for a moment.

Seriate.....