The Secret of Zoya's Love

Maxiat

Do not hesitate to hope in your Lord because believe in Him alone who has the most power over the universe and its contents.

Zoya is still standing on the edge of the balcony waiting for Hans to come home from the office. His mind glared, reviewing the incident earlier in the afternoon. Did he really buy a car for 2.1 billion? It wasn't her hard work, but she was involved in the transaction. Not to mention, the desire that he had buried deeply was for college. Today, he has enrolled in the Psychology faculty. God, has granted what he ever aspired to, even though in the way he had to marry first.

Those beautiful eyes melted the crystal grains from both angles. Not a sad cry, but a sense of haru if there is much to be grateful for in this life.

A glimpse of the difficult times he had gone through after his father. He was a witness, where his mother worked very hard to find a bite of rice and meet all the needs of the family must be trained. The middle-aged woman who had promised to spend the rest of her life without remarrying was dead to support her two daughters.

"Zoy, why are you still standing there!" The man who came in the pass body shirt walked over to his wife who was currently waiting for her arrival.

Hans threw his smile at the sight of the smile he always wanted to welcome him.

"I'm waiting, Mas Hans." answered Zoya.

Hans approached to greet his wife's hand for the salim, then affixed his kiss to the top of her head.

"Let's go in!" take Hans. Zoya fell silent, staring at the figure who stopped her steps. The man who looks mature with his character has given a lot. His eyes were relentless to look at him.

"What's wrong?" Hans turned his body around by linking his eyebrows together. The man with his charismatic aura was astonished, looking at the tears of his wife who had soaked the cheeks he always rained with a kiss.

"Zoy... " His handsome face suddenly looked serious. She doesn't understand what makes Zoya cry.

"Mas, Hans." Zoya hits the athletic body in front of her. Cuddling body that is still sticky because of sweat marks.

"What's wrong?" her tan gently stroked Zoya's long hair. Let his wife's tears wet her shirt until it touches her breast skin.

"What's up, Zoy?" his hand now hugged the tiny body that clutched his chest. A feeling of confusion now filled his heart.

"I'm sorry if I was wrong!" he continued, he tried to stretch his wife's embrace.

Her eyes were filled with a clear liquid. He rubbed it until he could see the twinkle in it.

"Thank you, Mum."

"Thank you for making me a cinderlela. Thank you for accepting me, even though I'm not the right woman for Mas Hans...." His sobs stopped his words. He could no longer continue what he wanted to say.

Hans hugged his wife back. His eyes also glazed over when he remembered the beginning of his marriage. Teenage girl who comes into his life with a sense of heartbreak that he must be alone. The girl that he has not been able to accept his existence, even so he still gives a lot of love for his family, especially his daughter.

Hans rubbed the corner of his watery eyes. He stretched his arms back and smiled at his wife. "Basar crybaby! A little cryy. Just like Ale." she said by framing ayu's face in front of her. His hand rubbed his wife's tears.

"I just remember my hard time with Mom and Zahra, Mas. I who used to want to go to college can only stare blankly at that hope. But right now Mas Hans granted my wish all along." Zoya rests her head on Hans's chest.

"You should have realized long ago that I was the prince."

"Yes, right?" Hans blinked one eye flirtatiously, making Zoya slowly hit the chest of the field. But, her tiny lips smiled as if to describe her current sense of happiness.

Hans lifted the tiny body and carried it into the room. "Mas Hans, come home from work why wear a t-shirt?" zoya asks while in the arms of the man who brought her into the room.

"So I was invited by Ryan to the gym. It smells like gini." After lowering his wife he raised his armpits to Zoya's face, deliberately showing off the scent of her sweat. Zoya clamped her nose with two fingers.

"A lot of hot girls, huh?" zoya's question made Hans turn his head, then smile back. A smile that Zoya thinks is so annoying.

"That's a lot, the body's all sexy." Hearing Hans's sentence made Zoya stunned at him.

"But there's nothing sexier than this" he said, his hand squeezing his wife's chest before stepping into the bathroom.

"Oh God..." Zoya just muttered to hear her husband's mischievous treatment. Hans was indeed very different, his marriage to different people did bring about a lot of changes in his life.

Zoya was still sitting on the sofa when her husband was still standing in front of the dresser rubbing his wet hair. A notification on Hans's phone screen lying nearby had caught Zoya's attention to open it. But, she saw her husband once again because she doubted that Hans would be angry.

"Open up, the password is still the same Zohans" said Hans when he saw Zoya by looking at her from the mirror.

[When are we going there again? I'm curious about this chick]

"Astagfirulah...!" Zoya is shocked, she does not expect to see a photo of a sexy woman in the message.

"So what did Mas Hans do like this?" Zoya carries her mobile phone walking up to her husband who is still combing her hair in front of the mirror.

Hans took his phone from Zoya's hand, he was so curious what it contained that his wife's face flushed with emotion.

"Duch, Ryan! " gruntle hans.

Zoya was already unconcerned about the man who was currently still watching her face. Looking for a wrinkle he hasn't found yet.

"Zoy, where are you going?" hans asked as he realized Zoya was carrying a pillow walking out of the room.

"I'll sleep with Ale, Mas."

"Keep me how, Zoy? Who will accompany me?" hans protest that was no longer pacified by his wife.

The fresh face immediately looks warped along with the shoulders of the field that decays. All because of Ryan, this time the weathered bujang managed to make apes his friend.

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"Today I'm going to find a present for Nilla, Mas!" zoya said as she drove Hans to the garage. The first word that came out since last night's riots.

"What are you riding on?" hans asked her to abandon her intention to get in the car. Their new car will be delivered from the Showroom tomorrow.

"I'm going to take a taxi" Zoya answered and kissed her husband on the back. But just as Hans is about to kiss her forehead Zoya dodges.

"Refuse the sinful husband, lo." Hans immediately pulled Zoya and locked her body while giving a kiss on his wife's tiny lips. Hans always dominated the situation.

"Be careful on the road, don't go home at night!"

" Assalamu'alaikum" said Hans smilingly looking at his wife's pouting face.

"Greetings waasalaikum." - Zoya was still upset. His gaze accompanied the white CR-V car to disappear from the white luxury home page.

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Zoya chooses to look for a piece of jewelry as Nilla's wedding gift. This time, she left without Ale because Mama Shanti took her granddaughter to Arisan with her social friends.

Women wearing long drees with overal cuts walked into a jewelry store inside the mall.

His eyes were still looking for a pendant necklace suitable for Nilla who had simple tastes.

A pair of eyes were watching him from earlier, the man was still sitting from a distance with a doll he had just bought.

With a lens that continues to target women who look beautiful with a mint-colored hijab, Rey does not stop to admire Zoya. Until he hires an eye to find out where Zoya is going.

Impatiently waiting for more than half an hour, Rey finally walked into the jewelry store to approach Zoya.

"Assalamu'alaikum, Zoy!" greet Rey, while being near Zoya.

"Waalaikum hail, Bang."

"It just so happens to meet you here, Zoy. Oh yeah, can you borrow your finger for the ring size?" pinta Rey makes Zoya feel a little weird.

"The ring to my mama, I think it's the same size as your ring finger" explained Rey made Zoya smile with relief.

"Can! " answer Zoya.

" Sir, that diamond ring!" Rey pointed to a diamond ring in an elegant design.

"Sorry, let me try it myself." Zoya refused as Rey would try to wear the ring on Zoya's ring finger.

"It's Ok." Rey replied with both hands raised. Then smiling, she saw that her choice ring did look beautiful on Zoya's ring finger. Ah, if only. It's in Reynaldy's brain.

"Ok thank you, yeah! Oh yeah, put this on Ale." Rey hands a doll to Zoya.

"I happen to see it so funny! " continue Rey. His eyes did not escape from the face of the ayu who was setting it.

"Thank you, Bang."

"I'm first, Zoy." The man leaves Zoya. In his heart he smiled happily. Hans who is so thorough will definitely ask where the doll came from, while Zoya who is unable to lie will answer honestly.

"This is just the beginning of my struggle, Zoy! " rey's murmurs accompanied her step away from the jewelry store.

Seriate...

Hehehe I smiled first. Initially want not Up, but it turns out there are still waiting.... It is sad to part with Zohas.... 😭