The Secret of Zoya's Love

Kyara Resign

"In addition to closing the aurat, you know the usefulness of the hijab?" Still gently stroking his wife's straight hair, Hans asked a question imaginatively. Zoya Just shook her head.

"To close kissmark!" Hearing her husband's statement Zoya immediately opened her eyes, her grunting expression was on the man who was currently even laughing.

"Ha.ha.ha.." they still enjoy togetherness under the covers, without a thread.

"It doesn't matter if I put a stamp everywhere. Get tired when you see your property!" the chat that is still related to the activity they just finished, makes Zoya not really care about it.

"You know what, don't you? How nice to marry a widower?"

"The answer is, if it smells narcissistic." Zoya held down the blanket to change position, not to the back of Hans, the man's burly hand held him.

"You won't get well if you sleep with a sticky body." Hans put on his boxer and carried his wife into the bathroom. She understands Zoya has trouble walking every time they have sex. This time, they did indeed thoroughly cleanse themselves before enjoying a deep sleep.

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Zoya is still walking among the ranks of books that are in one of the bookstores in the mall. One hand is still holding the child who is now also enjoying some of the ranks of books that he still sees one by one.

"Mama, buy Ale's picture book, yeah!" said Ale by pointing at a special bookshelf for picture books and coloring.

"Take it, whichever Ale likes!" zoya said by looking where the boy was. He continued to observe his daughter, until the boy returned with a picture book and a coloring book.

"This, Ma!" Ale hands both books over to Zoya.

They go back again, Zoya intends to find a parenting book. He was eager to buy cookbooks and parenting books.

"This too, good! " The heavy voice made Zoya turn to the figure who now offers a book of developmental psychology and early childhood education.

"Hmmm... " Zoya looks doubtful, but Rey still smiles at him.

"For Ale, right?" Rey seemed to have understood what was on Zoya's mind.

"Assalamualaikum, Um!" Ale, who knew that her mother was now talking to someone she already knew, approached and greeted her.

"Greetings waalaikum, beautiful. Long time no see, what if we drink ice cream?" bargaining Rey, the tall guy's eyes glanced at Zoya who was just speechless looking at Ale.

"Baby, want Om. Ale likes! " The boy cheered so cheerfully, while Zoya was still feeling eulogized.

Due to Ale's persuasion, Zoya ends up following what her daughter wants. They walk in an ice cream palace inside the Mall.

Zoya still felt doubtful as the three of them entered the ice cream palace. Moreover, Rey who had not removed her gaze from the woman with a red hooded. Beautiful color for the white. Rey thought, her admiration flowed incessantly.

"What's up here, Zoy?" rey asked as they found a sofa where they would enjoy ice cream.

"Taxi, Bang" Zoya replied with a smile.

"I heard Bang Hans' car was in an accident, huh?" Rey continued when a service worker placed an ice cream order on their desk.

Ale who already wanted it also directly shifted one of the ice cream bowls to eat immediately.

"Ale ate it slowly" said Zoya, she did not realize that the man sitting in front of her was watching her every move.

"Mama, would you like Ale a bribe? " ask Ale as Zoya looks at him.

"What if Om's the one who bribed Mama?" Hearing Reynaldy's words, Zoya turned towards the man. His gaze was full of probing, he lay it on the figure in front of him. What does that man's words mean? That's what Zoya was thinking.

"Joking, Zoy." At the sight of Zoya's changing face looking at him seriously. The man then corrected his words.

"All you can do is bribe Ale and Papa" the boy continued without seeing the person he was talking to.

"Emang Papa used to bribe Mama?" search Rey.

"Ale, hurry up!" Zoya tries to distract Ale from Rey's question. But, it seems to be in vain. Ale seemed enthusiastic in responding to Rey until she stopped the ice cream that would enter her mouth.

"Yes, if Mama's nagging again. Papa Mama said she didn't want chocolate, she wanted to be kissed the same in the hug." explained Ale, the puffed up body swayed a little excitedly as she retold what her father had told Rey.

"really?" Rey's question was getting smoother, a wry smile was clearly drawn on her handsome face. There was something slightly tearing at his heart when he heard the little boy tell a story. Jealousy. That's how Rey feels right now.

"Sorry Bang, don't beat Ale!" Zoya is starting to get excited about the situation now. There is a feeling of being uncomfortable with everything.

"Ale, come on, let's spit! Sure, Papa will be waiting for us!" Zoya is eager to end this togetherness. Several times he caught Rey's unusual gaze on him.

"Yes, Mas Hans asked us to come to the office." Ogre Zoya. Still putting down my face enjoying the ice cream. Though he just did not want to return the gaze of the man in front of him.

"Then you're with me." Rey bargained. Hopefully this time Zoya doesn't turn it down.

"But... "

"Come, Zoy. All right, I'm going to meet Kyara." Reye again persuaded Zoya to have no reason to refuse.

It didn't take long, they were going to leave for Hans' office. Zoya is still holding Ale and flanking the totebag containing the book they just bought.

They got to a metalic jaguar, "I'm sitting in the back with Ale" Zoya said as Rey opened the front door.

"Alright." Rey continued half disappointed.

He let Zoya and Ale sit on the back bench. Rey herself walked round to sit behind the wheel.

Before, re-apply the car. He glanced back at Zoya from the rearview." All right, someday I'll make you sit next to me, Zoy." said the man with the nose pointed. Her slightly shaggy hair also looks dry with pomade.

With a smooth walk, Jguar was passing between the crowded city. The endless dry season. The afternoon that will be transformed into an afternoon makes the sun slightly dimmed between the wind blowing dust and dry leaves on the roadside.

The metallic Jaguar sedan veered into Hans's yard. Quickly, the man with a formal look equipped with pantofel shoes opened the door for Zoya and Ale.

"Thank you" said Zoya, filled with stiffness as other men treated her like that.

Seeing Ale walking straight into her papa's office, Zoya steps up to follow her daughter. What a great view for Rey. If such a child and his wife, the shadow of the pseudo shadow began to spread as his steps followed entering the building that was not so big but looks luxurious.

"Assalamulaiakum, Papa." cried Ale as he saw his papa standing near Diana's table with Kyara who had packed all her things to resign.

"Waalaikum salam." Hans stroked his daughter's hair, as Ale hugged his legs. Meanwhile, his sharp gaze was now fixed on the figure behind his wife.

"Where's the county going?" ale asked as she looked at some of the items that were near Kyara.

"Aunty wants to move to work." replied Kyara.

Hans was still staring at Rey, not even a greeting being thrown as Zoya approached him. Suddenly awkward atmosphere.

"Good afternoon." said Rey breaking the silence between them. The net now turns to a figure who looks unhappy to see his arrival.

"I just wanted to see Kyara" Rey said later to break the stiffness between them.

"really? Coincidentally, Bang."

"Please get my stuff in the car!" Kyara looks smiling and welcomes Rey.

Hans enters the room immediately after Kyara and Rey leave the office. Ale himself invited Ryan to buy food at the cafe in front of the office.

"Why come with him? Is there no taxi in this town? Do I need to buy you my own car?" The sarcastic question began to be asked by Hans as the room closed. Apparently, the man threw his body on his desk chair.

Zoya fell silent with her face down and stood near her husband who was still sitting by tapping the ballpoint pen on the table.

"Sorry, Mom." The sound broke the silence. His voice felt choked when he could not explain all the events in the mall until he had to come with another man in one car.

"You want to stand up?" hans asked, his face still looking flat without the slightest smile.

"Where are you going?" her big hand nimbly restrains Zoya and pulls her back to get closer, as Zoya intends to find a seat.

"Sit down!" his cold tone was still commanding along with eye movements that hinted his wife to sit on her thighs.

Landing and full of doubt Zoya shifted a little closer, but the shame made him pause for a moment. But the big hand pulled him to his knees on Hans' lap.

"I don't like you being with that guy!" hans then wrapped his arms around his wife's waist. Their faces were close to each other, but both of them were still stiffening with their emotions. Jealousy and guilt.

"I'm sorry, Mom. We had an ice cream because Bang Rey offered Ale and Ale wanted it." Zoya tried to explain, though her face was still stiff.

"So we met at the GM bookstore." The guilt, shame and rustling in his chest were mixed when their breaths clashed with each other.

Hans only smiled faintly, when he had to see the blushing face of his wife. He remains the same Zoya, Zoya whom he still believes despite a slight sense of jealousy as he knows Rey's feelings for his wife. Moreover, he knows the figure of Rey, a man who can not be taken lightly about his ingenuity.

Seriate.