The Secret of Zoya's Love

Resisting Shame(Extra Part)

Zoya still looks irritable talk, although several times her husband tried to attract her attention.But, what Hans did is a useless thing for now.

Now Hans can only watch Zoya pacing back and forth like an iron. Wh-wh-what for? Of course to prepare for the needs that Hans will bring tomorrow. No matter how angry Zoya is, she'll be back. If it is not for his partner, of course, the purpose is for the actual nature of the marriage. He will always try to set his intention in order to carry out the obligation.

"Zoya, if angry do not have to prepare all my needs" said Han who followed upset because of Zoya's silence. The woman stopped near the bed.

"If something good is done without sincerity, it will be redundant, Zoy." Zoya stopped her movements, for a moment she digested what her husband had just said. The words of the man who is good at processing the word are not wrong.

"What is Hans God? Who knows when someone's worship service is accepted or not?" zoya replied, though she confirmed what her husband had said.

"If all wait sincerely, then they will do good. Then the world has been broken for a long time, my dear." Zoya still denied her husband's words. Upset of course, it was because he still felt very annoyed at Hans. While, Hans was astonished, his wife had already begun to be skilled in replying to all of his sentences.

"Mas Hans was a priest, don't be surprised if a master follows in his priest's footsteps."

"It could be, if our partner is always hurting our feelings, we should also be good at defending ourselves." The innuendo flows so lightly followed by a sense of annoyance that is still overflowing.

" Why do I always crave to be with someone who understands religion?" For a moment she stared so hard at her husband. In fact, all of his body movements instantly stopped.

"You're still hoping for some crazy ustadz, is that?" Hans's words made Zoya stifled. Hans was just sitting on the sofa, now approaching his wife who was still standing. Zoya feels her anger has gone out of control. Her words were not much different from her husband's.

Zoya sits weakly on the bed. In his heart he spoke again istighfar. Emotions make him forget the order he should. She stroked her stomach again, she should not have indulged in anger while pregnant.

Seeing his wife sitting weakly in silence. Hans lowered his emotions. The man is stunned to look at Zoya, the thing he does not want is if Zoya is really angry with him.

"I'm sorry, Zoy. Not that I meant yelling at you!" hans broke the silence between them.

"Like that, Mom, it feels! If our partner praises the person in his past." said Zoya weakly, his eyes filled with water that he had been holding.

Hans sits next to Zoya. They went back to contemplating the quarrel that happened. It is not easy to unite two different characters and thoughts.

"I'm sorry, Mom. " Zoya takes the back of Hans' hand. She cried while holding on to kiss the back of her husband's hand.

"I'm sorry I dared to argue with you, Mas." said Zoya among her stuffing.

Hans fell silent, then pulled his arm and hugged his wife, landing a kiss on the top of his head that was now resting on his chest. In his heart, this quarrel was all because of him. Accidentally, he was the first to anger his wife. And it's true what Zoya said, when a loved one praises the other person in front of us, it hurts a lot. They go back to their mistakes.

In a relationship that is needed not only love, but a way to communicate well and try to understand each partner according to their respective characters.

"Peace?" bargain Hans by proposing his little finger which is welcomed by Zoya. The two of them throw smiles at each other.

"Love? " continued Hans, then answered a nod by Zoya.

"Kiss then, dong!" pinta Hans with her cheeks pointed.

"It's called, Mas." replied Zoya who did not care.

"If you don't want to kiss, yes, let me kiss." Hans kissed his wife. Noth

sweet kiss full romantic. But it's kissing an anxious woman that always makes her give in.

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Before heading to the office, they picked Ale up from school first. This time they were ushered in by Mr. Dino because Hans was leaving for Bali this afternoon.

"Want by what, Zoy? " asked Hans as the two of them sat on the back bench. From home, Zoya frowned. She still felt hard letting her husband go.

"Don't like promises, Mom. And then I forget, the edges make me disappointed." Zoya has memorized what Hans is like, so she does not expect anything. Hans just chuckled, a few times he did make that mistake. I don't know, he is very difficult to be romantic, always bring a couple's order, let alone give a surprise to a partner who sometimes considered just something excessive done by men.

Her mum and dad who were still arguing made Ale just quiet and sleepy. The car they were riding stopped in front of the office, making them immediately go down.

"Already! But, we still have an hour before going to the airport. I will arrange my work first." said Ryan who then went to Aldo's room, one of the lawyers also in Hans' office.

Hans brought his wife and son into the room. When passing Zuri's table the two women had a look. For Zoya herself felt astonished because Zuri was still preoccupied with office duties. Zoya can see the girl still looking at the computer on her desk.

"Yes..." Call Zoya to stop Hans' move that will follow Ale to the sofa.

"Who did Hans go with?" zoya asks only to convince the truth of her guess.

Hans again approached his wife who was still left behind. He smiled a smile that was hard to decipher.

"I'll go with Ryan. I don't want you to be fidgeting with a lot of negative prejudices when I'm away from you." Hans stared fixedly at the woman who was currently blushing, enduring the embarrassment. Zoya feels like the accused. Because of her jealousy, she always accused her husband.

"Not to be ashamed that's the same time, Zoy!" Hans is getting closer. He felt amused as he saw Zoya's face flushed red like a boiled crab.

"I'm sorry, if it's always su'udzon." said Zoya. While Hans even stroked the cheeks that were already red and felt hot. If there was no Ale already kissed that adorable woman.

"Mamaa.... Who will we go home with?" call Ale who has been seen lying on the sofa.

"Certainly delivered Mr. Dino. Papa will go with Om Ryan to his airport." replied Zoya. Question, Ale gives Zoya a chance to avoid the longing glare from her husband's eyes.

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In a girly room Kyara put her bag on the table. Weary. At the moment his fatigue is already very crazy. Yeah, his effort to forget Rey made her body want to scream to just complain.

Since Rey could not be contacted again, she decided to focus more on reaching the highest point of her career.

Rey, but the power of the shadow of the man is really quite magical to master his memory. Longs. Perhaps the word was the right one for the sense that was fixed on the man who left behind a speck of hope.

A longing wrapped in disappointment when Rey disappears without a trace. Kyara smiles cynically again while she still hopes for a man who can't return her love.

"Ra." called Mr. Indrawan, after knocking on his daughter's bedroom door several times. The old man saw his daughter leaning weakly against the sofa by the window.

"Yes, Pa!" kyara replied weakly letting her papa approach her on the sofa.

"Tomorrow someone wants to meet. He is a surgeon at Health Hospital" said Mr. Indrawan who directly to the point.

"Tomorrow Kyara is busy, Pa." replied Kyara, she felt lazy when dealing with matchmaking and whatever the terms.

"Not many reasons. If necessary, Papa will handle your work." replied Mr. Indrawan. He knows, if his daughter still hopes for Rey. But, Indrawan himself did not want Kyara to dissolve in empty expectations. He was always watching his daughter. That girl was the only reason she still lived this life so well.

"Papa hope, you can move on." Indrawan's last sentence before leaving his daughter's room.

Kyara was stunned to see her papa's back disappearing from behind the closed door.

"What should I do?"

"One side, Papa is not wrong. But the other side of my heart cannot be lied to. I'm not the kind of woman who can force feelings." Kyara is still monologuing with her heart and mind. Rey's disappearance makes Kyara lose her grip. His heart was worried, especially since long ago he knew if the slightest bit of him was not in the heart of the man who took away his love.

Everyone has their own way of loving (by comment reader)

Kyara's in a headscarf

TBC.