The Secret of Zoya's Love

Meatballs( Extra Part)

Pregnancy conditions affect Zoya in activities. After a month, he began active college. It turned out that college while pregnant was not as easy as she had ever imagined. Tiredness from college sometimes made him unable to sleep before Hans seethed him. And vice versa when the demands of the role of some mothers and wives can not be delayed even make it have to withstand drowsiness when taking classes.

"Finally class is over!" muttered Zoya, then put her body on a board attached to a chair.

"Zoy, don't you go home?" asked Aini, the girl who was one class with him, even their seats were often close together.

"In a moment, I feel really tired, A'in." replied Zoya as she got back up. He had just read the message if Hans was going to pick him up.

"Yes, you're pale, Zoy." Aini was a little anxious as she looked at Zoya's deathly white face. Zoya just smiled. No one knows if she is pregnant. Her loose clothes could quite cover her stomach which had already started to bulge.

"In short, I'm pregnant with A'in." Zoya replied with a sinless smile, Zoya could see the surprised expression of the big hooded girl in front of her.

"What, Zoy? " creep Aini with a stifled voice. The girl closed her mouth. Unbelieving that the calm and religious Zoya is pregnant.

"Yes, I'm married." explains Zoya by putting her book in a bag. He was still smiling because Aini's shock could not be covered.

"I guess, Zoy." said Aini with a slit on her shoulder, then smiled with relief. Previously, the girl with the big robe had thought negatively to Zoya.

They walked out of class together, the lecture hall on the second floor made them have to go down the stairs. Aini who just found out if Zoya was pregnant also began to try to keep every movement of her friend as well as when coming down from the stairs.

"But A'in!" zoya said with a sigh after they went down the stairs. Meanwhile, Aini just smiled at the reaction of the exhausted pregnant mother. They stopped right at the horde of several boyfriends who were in a group.

"Zoy, come home with me!" bargain Andre at the sight of Aini and Zoya already standing nearby.

"Zoya has been picked up, Mr. Ket." replied Aini, naming Andre with the status of their class leader.

From afar a man with an athletic height stood circulating his gaze after getting out of his luxury car. A handsome face with a long-sleeved shirt prints his body that is quite proportional to make him look like a model.

After a glance, a rolex clock coiled around his wrist, Hans chose to look for Zoya into the Psychology faculty building. Charismatic aura with a cool look always attracts the attention of everyone who sees it, not only the women who admire it, even the figure is always the envy of other adam.

Zoya smiles. From afar, he saw Hans walking towards him, the man opened his glasses when he saw his wife standing among his friends.

"Zoy, Husband? " ask Ain in a whisper. His eyes could not be separated from the figure that gave rise to that admiration.

"Yes." answered Zoya, but her eyes still welcomed Hans who was almost before her.

"Beauty yes, Zoy!" It was undeniable that Ain also recognized the dazzling aura of a Hans Satrya Jagad.

"Help, but fierce." answered Zoya, making Aini laugh by covering her mouth.

"Darling, are you done with your college hours?" hans asked in front of Zoya. The sharp eyes did not escape glancing at a group of male students who had been watching his wife.

"Here you go, my mom."

"Oh yeah, this is Aini, a classmate who helps me a lot." Zoya introduces, Ain with Hans. Hans only smiled faintly when he saw Aini's small nod. Men who always give the impression of flat and cold when meeting new people.

"Come, we're going home now!" take Hans.

"I go home first, A'in. Assalamu'alaikum" said Zoya when Hans had already grabbed her small shoulder.

"Okay, Zoy! Greetings waalaikum."

Hans takes Zoya out with his arms around his wife's shoulder. She embraces the tiny body full of positives, whereas Zoya is actually embarrassed that some students are looking at her with a gaze that is hard to decipher. Maybe, because only Aini knows if she's married.

"Leave it. You are my wife!" chirped Hans still with a forward look when he felt Zoya was being awkward. She did deliberately, showing the general public that Zoya was hers.

In the car, Hans still glanced at Zoya who had just fallen silent. His face was still even though he looked uncomfortable.

"Why are you quiet?" hans asked, he felt his wife was angry.

"I'm hungry not angry, Mom. Even though I had eaten this afternoon." answered Zoya, she was lazy to talk when she was hungry. Hans smiled, since the second pregnancy Zoya often complained of hunger.

"What do you want to eat?" hans Tawar.

"I want to eat meatballs that are in the T-junction, before reaching Mas Hans' apartment." pinta Zoya. His saliva immediately wanted to come out when it crossed a large meatball containing cayenne pepper.

"We just deliver!"

"I want to eat there!" reject Zoya.

"But, Zoy. I've never eaten meatballs at a kayak tent stall. Anyway, I don't like meatballs!" hans said, he was very doubtful of the cleanliness of food on the roadside.

"Then, I'll go alone" Zoya said with an annoyed face. Since she was pregnant she has often been upset.

"All right, we're going there!" Forced the man to obey his wife who already looks sullen. He sees a different Zoya. He had a hunch that one of his children who was still in the stomach of his wife had the same character as him even though he did not know what the gender of his two prospective children.

Black Mercy was parked its origin because of the narrow parking lot of meatball stalls full of visitors.

Zoya goes down first with so much excitement as she sniffs the fragrant aroma of meatballs.

"Zoya!" Someone stopped Zoya's steps. Reza's older brother, who repeated one of his courses with him, greeted him.

"Ohhh, brother Reza!" say hello back to Zoya.

"Ehem... " Hans cleared his throat when he saw his wife chatting with a man. He no longer greeted Zoya, but just went straight inside.

"Sorry, brother! I'm going in first." Seeing the haunted face of her husband Zoya goes straight inside. He approached the cashier, ordered three bowls of meatballs and drank.

"Duch, so possessive." Zoya grumbled as she walked up to Hans' choice table.

The man only glanced for a moment as his wife sat in front of him. He looked back at his phone, reading a lot of incoming messages.

"Mas Hans." Zoya's whining feeling chirped.

"Hemmm." replied Hans without looking at him at all. Zoya fell silent. He folded his hands on the table waiting for his order to come.

"3 bowls of meatballs, two iced oranges" the meatball waiter said as he placed his order. Hearing the 3 bowls of meatballs made Hans stare at the wonder of the order in front of him then changed to look at his wife.

"Please, Mas handsome." Zoya's clumsily wants to make her husband smile, she pulls a bowl of meatballs over in front of her and pushes one bowl in front of Hans, but is not greeted by the man. Hans actually wanted to smile at his wife's seduction, but his astonishment and worry kept him quiet. Worried, Zoya will ask him to spend it all if he already feels full.

"Don't be too spicy, Zoy!" hans said when he saw Zoya had put a lot of sambal into his bowl. Zoya simply answered with a smile.

Hans actually did not want to eat meatballs, he only took a few grains from his bowl. Seeing Zoya enjoying her meatballs to the point of sweating left her astonished. The man pulled out a sheet of tissue and wiped Zoya's chin which was hit by a droplet of meatball sauce.

"Mas Hans who finished off one bowl left, yes! " pinta Zoya, she'd be most pleased to see her husband finish his meal.

"I'm full, Zoy. Look at! I've finished one bowl." elak Hans. In his heart he cursed and confirmed what he had been thinking since.

"Please, I'm bribing ya, for the sake of junior Hans duo!" without answering Hans' approval, Zoya continues to feed the meatballs in one final bowl.

The man found it difficult to swallow the food because he kept thinking about how to take the time to burn the calories that had entered his body. Moreover, seeing Zoya's male friend who looks to seek attention to his wife, Hans thinks he must indeed maintain his body and appearance.

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Nilla kept walking out the campus gate, she intended to find public transport to get home. In fact, Wildan had sent a message to wait for him in the parking lot of a special lecturer car, so that he could go home together.

The girl wearing a black skirt with a simple shirt top kept walking by flanking the journal book she had just borrowed from the library.

A car came to a halt just across the street after honking repeatedly, but was ignored by the girl.

Wildan got out of the car and crossed the not-so-crowded road. This time, he forced Nila a little. He blocked his wife's steps and of course it made indigo stop staring at her sharply. The shady-faced man had already lost his patience.

"Not good people are too hard of heart, Nile!" said Wildan, he began to lose patience when not considered by Nilla. It's been a month, they're married. But, Nilla just silenced him.

"Stop it, if you're not happy!" said Nilla with her hand pushing Wildan's shoulder that was not budging at all.

"Akhhh." cried Nilla when Wildan shouldered her like a big sack. Wildan was already unconcerned if anyone saw or with the blow of his wife's little hand on his back.

He opened the car door and sat Nilla in the seat next to the steering wheel. My eyes did not look at his wife. While Nilla just turned her gaze in a different direction.

"You are my wife and I am your husband! It's not appropriate for us to behave like this." Wildan said by holding the car door next to Nila before she closed and locked it with the remote.

The tall man with the stature of that field, walked towards the seat that was behind the wheel. Without speaking, he drove his car home. He seemed to lose the patience he had endured all this time, there was a lot to talk about their marriage.

It only took them ten minutes to get home. Nilla's heart, slightly gritted, this was the first time she had seen Wildan's angry face. The usual soft tone of the sentence now turned into a loud and firm speech.

"Go in first!" tell Wildan when they stop at the garage in front of his house.

Nilla himself went straight into the room, while Wildan still closed the gate of their minimalist home. They did not have a maid, Wildan only invited people to come to the house three days a week to clean all the rooms. The rest he did. As for the business of eating, he more often delivery if he does not have time to cook.

When he saw the faucet in front, Wildan chose to take the water to slightly muffle his emotions before he spoke to his wife. His heart was trying not to leave the istighfar, however upset he was with his hard attitude and defied Nilla, Wildan did not want to hurt his wife in the least.

TBC...

Hehehe this time, we met in extra part. Sorry yes gaes, if the extra part will be quite a lot because after considering the request of readers who want to know the continuation of the story of Nilla and Wildan, as well as the End of the story of Rey and Kyara. Turns out the author wants to enter all their stories in extra part. Sorry yes if later episode until long 😄😄😍😍😍 lope u gaes.

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