The Secret of Zoya's Love

The more Attention

Zoya blinked her eyes because of her hungry stomach. Hans's massage turned out to make him unconsciously already asleep. In Ale's lyrics, before he wakes up. His daughter was asleep by hugging the pillow made bolsters. Zoya no longer sees hans in the room. Zoya sets out for the kitchen, looking for something to fill her stomach with. For the moment, he was hungry faster.

With a lazy step he opened the door of his room. The atmosphere of the house is already lonely, maybe Mama Shanti is already in her room.

"Zoy, where are you going?" hans asked as he watched Zoya leave the room. From now on, he was watching television because Zoya who intended to talk to him instead fell asleep because of a massage on his feet that made him comfortable.

"I'm hungry, Mas." she chose to sit on the same sofa as Hans.

"What do you want to eat?" hans asked, it's possible that Zoya wanted something different like her first pregnancy.

"What yes? I'm just hungry but I'm afraid eating, if dinner keeps getting me round. My body is short" Zoya said, leaning her head against her husband's arm.

"Zoy, want fat to be round, or want wrinkles you are still my wife, the mother of my children. Come on, I'll be with you, in the kitchen!" Hans pulled his wife's arm towards the dining table. According to Hans, it was because there were two lives in the stomach of his wife who also needed food intake.

"Mas can make me juice, can I?" Zoya Pinta. This time he arranged the food. In thought, she felt similar to her husband.

"Well boiled eggs, will you?" hans Tawar. Perhaps it can make his wife more full without having to eat rice.

"May, if Hans doesn't feel bothered" Zoya replied feeling differently.

"Of course not, honey. Just make his son full of spirit. Ahaha! " said Hans then left Zoya at the table then and went to the pantry to fulfill his wife's request.

Zoya keeps watching Hans juicing and snatching eggs in the kitchen. How could he not fall in love with such a man? A faint smile rose on Zoya's tiny lips as if to review all the thoughts that were replaying the process she knew of a Han Satrya Jagad.

Zoya's Pov

I never thought that the man who used to scare me was so attentive to me. Hans is more attentive than ever.

Hans looks different now. The first impression I got from the man was haughty and indifferent. I didn't expect much from my wedding at first. First, I saw his cold demeanor as if he could not accept my presence, at that time I was resigned to the destiny of God. I'm just trying to do what's best for my wedding.

But, the longer I feel like I'm getting a lot of love from guys who sometimes piss me off. Yes, Mas Hans is not as perfect as I am. His sloppy speech and his arrogant attitude pissed me off even once hurt. But, Mas Hans always made me fall in love and always fall in love, because he always learned to fix everything. I think it's much better than finding a good person who always feels good.

Han Satrya Jagad, who always leaves a charismatic, smart and cool impression on everyone who sees it. Perhaps, no one would have thought that if the true nature of Mas Hans was a little ridiculous, especially if it had entered the realm of flirtatious, I sometimes felt annoyed myself. But maybe it was one of them that made me fall in love with her all the time.

"Why smile smile? Don't tell me, I'm more handsome!" In response to her husband's words, Zoya just smiled. Ah, of course Mama Shanti's son is not much different from him.

"Thank you for the juice and boiled eggs made in Mas Hans" Zoya replied by hugging the hard waist of the man who was still standing nearby.

"You want more, huh?" tease Hans with a sly smile at the corner of her lips.

"Enough, Mom. It's full enough." Zoya answered, still leaning her head and her hands wrapped around her husband's belly.

"Not that, but the smooth massage. If you have a pampered hug gini is a gesture of waking up under the stomach." seduced Hans by stroking his wife's small shoulder.

"Mas Hans, that's just thinking!" Zoya pushes the athletic body to distance herself and then pinches Hans' stomach until she recovers the pain.

Hans sits in front of Zoya. The man who still exuded a sense of happiness when he saw the increasingly visible face of the kingpin could not stop to smile.

He can understand the bad taste felt by people who are pregnant. Not pain, but a great sense of discomfort. Hans knew, after checking himself out. And it turns out that the cause of nausea, dizziness and even cold sweat that sometimes appear is due to a sympathetic pregnancy.

"Zoy, if you feel nauseous or unwell say, yes!"

"I was given anti-nausea medication that made my condition much better." Hans continued to make Zoya stop the chewing in her mouth just to pay attention to the purpose of her husband's words.

"Yes, you're the one who's pregnant I'm craving." Hans replied with a sharp look at his wife.

"Oh Allah, it turns out because it already knows the taste of people craving then Mas Hans just really attention to me." Zoya starts to pursed her lips, dissatisfied with the answer given by Hans.

"It's not so, Zoy. I also want to learn to be a good husband, so that my wife does not move to another heart." continued Hans carelessly, but successfully made Zoya stunned. He just wanted to fill the silence while accompanying his wife to finish her food and drink.

"Deg.." immediately the smile on Zoya's face also subsided. She recalled Rey's attitude that scared her. Fear will cause slander and all the recklessness of men who are not too familiar.

"I love you, Mas. I will only get married once in my life. Like a faithful mother to the Father. Just like that was ingrained in me." The stripes of anxiety were painted on Zoya's face. His voice sounded a little quivering making Hans frown. He was amazed by the reaction his wife gave him.

"Zoy, let's finish the eggs and the juice back to rest." Hans said the man was still curious, a fairly significant collation he found with the incident earlier this afternoon, when she finds Zoya running small on her new campus.

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Between the thick of the night, Kyara stops her car, when she sees someone sleeping unknowingly on the front bamper of her car.

That's Rey's car, of course he knows Rey's car. He's sure it's Rey. Despite that, Kyara very carefully approached him. The road was quite quiet and the day began to spread to midnight. If not for sleeping in the office maybe he has enjoyed the soft mattress in his apartment.

As her gaze clearly caught Reynaldy's figure, Kyara was shocked and rushed over to the helpless man on the front bamper of her car.

"Bang Rey!" kyara said with a shocked gasp, she tried to flip the prone body. Bruises also decorate between the handsome face of the man who had stolen his heart.

Kyara painstakingly takes the semi-conscious Rey into her car. The girl, a little freaked out while doing her car to Rey's apartment.

"Oh my goodness, Bang. Just make it hard!" kyara complains by half throwing Rey's body on the man's apartment bed. Weight. Of course it was very heavy for Kyara to have a staggering body. Her blouse was already soaked by sweat and her hijab was already randomized.

Seeing Rey's hand trying to unbutton his shirt blouse, Kyara helps him.

"Don't go! I don't want to be alone anymore" Rey said with Kyara's hand held. His eyes were still closed with the smell of alcohol from his mouth that sniffed so strongly.

"I don't need any of that! I hate Mami." Rey's rag caught Kyara's attention. The girl was getting curious.

"Rest, Bang!" kyara said, but Rey's arm clasped her wrist firmly. Rey kept shaking slowly with her eyelids closed. Kyara felt unbearable, when she saw the corner of Rey's eyes dripping with water.

"What happened to you, Bang?" muttered Kyara by looking at the bruised face.

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