The Secret of Zoya's Love

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The white CR-V car stops right in front of Zoya who is already standing on the side of the road. Yes, before leaving the office Hans called his wife to ask her whereabouts. When he said he was still at the Mall, Hans took the initiative to pick up Zoya.

Seen by Hans the woman who was standing on the side of the road. Women who wear a mint-colored hijab, thin and natural makeup support the look that impressed still teenagers.

When the white car stopped, Zoya got into it when Hans opened the car window.

"Zoy, why don't you wait in the cafe shop inside?" hans said as he re-applied his car. The car drove very smoothly on the asphalt of a fairly solid city road.

"Want to get home fast" Zoya replied still staring at the road in front of her. The weather has begun to fade. Then the passing of motorbikes that drove crowded the city road whose residents were filled with students.

"Still mad because of last night?" From behind his sunglasses, the man still felt at home floating his glances at the unseemly Zoya.

"Uhhhh... Dear." Hans pinched the cheek of the rabbi Zoya, making the woman have to grimace withstanding the radiating heat caused by the squash of the big finger.

"Mas Hans, it hurts!" zoya complains by stroking her cheeks that look partially reddened.

"I'm anxious, Zoya!" reply Hans. But, Zoya is no longer connected, still reluctant to answer her husband's words.

Hans glanced back at Zoya who was still pouting. He only realized that his wife's anger had not subsided. All because hanging out with the weathered bujang make his love affairs become runyam. Sucks. Hans growled in heart when he saw Zoya's vague anger turned out to be durable.

When the car stops, Zoya rushes down and walks into the house with her groceries.

"Assalamualaikum" said Zoya when opening the main door of the house decorated with luxurious ornaments and classic.

"Greetings, Mamaaaaa....!" ale shouted welcoming Zoya's arrival. The boy ran over, hugging Zoya until her step stopped at the door.

"Papa?!" Ale did not expect his mother to come with his father. The boy's face grew even more. The two people he had been waiting for had come home together.

"Ale, this is Ale from Om Reynaldy. Mama, take a shower, yeah!" pampit Zoya by handing over the teddy bear Rey gave her.

"Waahhh nice, Ma!" The boy immediately turned to look for his oman who was still playing his phone in front of the TV. Especially if not showing off with his new doll.

The man who heard the name Reynaldy called by his wife now frowned. Trying to reassure his hearing. Without thinking for a long time, Hans chased his wife to find an explanation for what he had just said.

"Zoy-Zoya" called Hans as he entered the room. It looks like Zoya is opening her hijab putting bross on the accessories box.

"Zoy, did you make a deal with Rey?" she twirled his wife's body to face him. Zoya immediately gasped at Hans' reaction.

"No, Mas. I just met you at the jewelry store. Keep going, Bang Rey wanted to give Ale a doll." explains Zoya, but Hans still stared at her flat with a strained face, which was a little too much, his large body that is getting forward makes Zoya berahan backtrack step until stopped on one of the walls of the room.

"You want to repay me?" Hans groaned softly. His sharp gaze did not escape his wife's round eyes, their faces were only a few centimeters away. Unlike the past, now Zoya is difficult to get used to the emotions of her husband.

"Papaaa...!" Instantly Ale ran away by throwing away the doll that he had been carrying in any direction. With a hysterical cry the boy ran pushing his papa (albeit useless) then hugged Zoya.

"Mamaaaa.. Let's tell Oma that Papa is naughty!" The puffer boy started sobbing with his cry and it was still with a hug to Zoya. Anxiety about the anger that Hans had once done to Zoya now comes back to the boy's mind.

"Ale, listen to Papa!" Hans started crouching down to his daughter to try to calm her down. But, the boy was still crying by tightly hugging Zoya's waist.

Hans took a long breath. She never expected that her daughter would record the anger she once directed at Zoya when Ale and Zoya came home late first.

"Darling, Papa just wanted to hug Mama. Ale knows, Mama, if you're craving chocolate again." Zoya was still trying to calm Ale down, her tiny hand rubbing her daughter's head until Ale looked up to find the truth on the face of the woman he cared about.

"Really, Ma?" asked Ale with a whim.

"Look at Papa! Does Papa look angry?" Zoya is still trying to convince her daughter.

Ale turned his head to the side, looking at Hans face who was smiling stiffly. Yes, he did not want to smile if it was not for calming his daughter.

"Papa dear you guys. Papa's not angry." Hans reassured Ale.

"Mama hugged Papa, right?" Zoya wrapped her arms around Hans's waist.

"Papa kiss Mama!" the boy's pinta made Hans wrap his arms around Zoya's little shoulder. Whispering he kissed his wife's cabi's cheek." I'm sorry."

"Papa if naughty, Ale say Oma." threatened the boy with a sharp look at his papa.

"Yes Papa doesn't dare to be with the three of you!" hans said with a smile both his hands were raised, indicating that he would give up if faced with the three women.

When Zoya chose to sit down to calm Ale down. Hans chose to go into the bathroom. He's gonna take a shower first.

Hans Pov

I should have been able to read earlier, before Ale cried out hysterically. I feel guilty about those two women. I traumatized my daughter's soul.

While Zoya, she always bears the consequences of my sometimes explosive emotions. Supposedly, I could learn to analyze it first.

I still believe in my wife. She's a sholehah woman I can trust. If he had bad intentions, he would have hidden everything. In fact, she said that if it was Rey's gift in front of me, there was nothing Zoya covered from me.

Rey is clever, he can do anything to conquer the opponent. If my wife was so naive it should have been me who was more sensitive to defend my family.

Hans kept thinking under the shower. He would not let others take what was already his let alone his beloved.

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Kyara enjoys her lunch so voraciously that she doesn't realize someone is already standing nearby.

When entering the cafe that became his subscription to enjoy lunch. Rey finds a girl with a floral blouse mixed with cloth pants. Kyara, the girl sits by the cafe window enjoying her lunch.

"Ehm, ahem..." Rey tries to show her whereabouts to the girl who is currently looking over and presents a smile with her dehem.

"Such a stage like a mad person." said Rey still staring at the mouth full of kyara who was still chewing to swallow his food.

"Eat Bang, to be strong in the face of reality."

"You don't have to be insinuating." Rey replied by scrambling kyara's long hair.

"Gosh, baperan also needs energy. Come on, the menu here is delicious, lo!" kyara answered with a sip of her juice.

"I've ordered it, it's coming soon."

"You girls eat a lot of it too?" Rey is still staring at Kyara's style of eating that no jaim her jaim in front of guys.

"That's not the question for the first time, Bang. Bang Rey always asks that every time we eat together." replied kyara cuefully even though her heart was beating very fast because the man in front of her stared nonstop with a thin smile on his lips. But, she doesn't want Rey to see her true feelings because she knows Rey is chasing a woman who is able to make her fall in love.

"When are you back at the office?" Rey asked back.

"Once again, right back to the office. You see Papa is out of the country with my new Mama." Kyara's easygoing answer left Rey astonished again. What kind of girl is the girl in front of him, where does he feel? What is it to relax.

"You accept your father getting married again? " continue Rey.

"Why? Papa deserves to be happy too. Someone accompanied him to spend his old age. We're realistic, Bang. Mama's in heaven. Their world is different. I don't want Papa to dissolve in grief. And hunt me down to get married! "

"Uhuk.... " Sipping his coffee, Rey coughed at Kyara's last reason.

"You still have the mode. Uhuk.. uhuk...uhuk...!" The man in brown skin coughed again until Kyara offered him a glass of water.

Seriate.....