The Secret of Zoya's Love

Surprise(Extra Part)

"It's time you knew all about your husband, dear." whispered softly Wildan right by his wife's ear. His breath felt strong swept away some of his beautiful face.

"Eh. it-it-that's.a-the water is boiling, Bang." said Nilla with great difficulty. Yes, the sound of a buzzing teapot had been heard to reach their rooms that were still open.

"Awhile... " Wildan immediately landed a second kiss on Nilla's tiny lips. Only then release it. The desire of his soul is increasingly demanding. Even so, he was still waiting for Nilla's readiness.

"Tea is warm, Nile" Wildan said as he recalled Nilla's intention to return to the room.

"Good, Bang." The girl walked back to the kitchen. His heart could not be normalized. He shook his head trying to find his full consciousness.

After cleaning up, Wildan came out of the room. The sultry weather that had changed with the cold because the wind that had blown swept away the moist air after the drizzle stopped.

The aroma of tea that went out to his nose made Wildan walk up to the dining table.

A steaming cup of tea was already on the table. But the tall, sturdy man did not stop circulating his gaze looking for the whereabouts of his wife. After sipping his tea once, Wildan searched for Nilla near the pond. Yes, it turns out, his wife was sitting near the fish pond.

"Bang, the tea was still on the table" said Nilla when she realized Wildan's whereabouts.

Without answering Nilla's question, Wildan immediately landed his body near his wife. His hands were coiled around a small body that was currently tensing. No doubt what Wildan believed, immediately Nilla's body became stiff.

Wildan has known Nilla for a long time, although it started because he wanted to pry a lot about Zoya. Nila, also her famous tomboyish and fierce underclassman. His character is quite hard, so many friends who are actually interested in his beauty are doubtful, afraid of being rejected or sprayed.

"Nil, I love your hair" Wildan said, leading Nilla's head against his chest. His hand pulled his wife's arm to hug her. Wildan began to keep his wife. Nilla was pretty good at college, but, she was completely inexperienced when interacting with the opposite sex. Wildan was the first man in his life. He was also the first man to spark his love.

Nilla was silent there, between the chest waves of her husband's field. His heart is pumping faster. His body feels cold hot. This was the first time he was in a man's arms.

"We're not yet honeymoon. Do we need to take a few days to get out of town?" wildan said disguised. He purposely discussed it, even though he currently felt the heartbeat of Nilla racing against each other.

"It's up to you" replied Nilla briefly. He doesn't know what else to answer.

God, the girl just wanted to jump out of a hug that could make her have a heart attack.

Many times Wildan kissed the top of his wife's head, "Rilex, baby. We are not committing sins." whispered Wildan. He couldn't imagine if they did the first night, just like this Nilla had a hard time controlling her tension.

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At the moment Zoya is just staring at her reflection in the mirror with sadness. His mother was sick until, he could not come to the lecture of his future grandchildren. Until this moment, Hans could not be reached.

"Drt.. drt.. drt." The phone rang.

Springing up, Zoya grabbed a flat object lying nearby. Hopefully, her husband called.

"Assalamualaikum, ma'am." Zoya said as she looked at her mother's pale face on the screen.

"Waalaikum salutations, Nduk." though his face looked lethargic but the old woman still alluded to a smile for her daughter.

"I'm sorry, you can't come!" the woman said with a heavy voice. He held back the tears from seeing his daughter Zoya. His pity for his daughter could not disappear. Considering Zoya is a daughter and friend through a difficult time after her father.

"It's okay, the important thing is that I recover quickly. Don't make Zoya worry about me." replied Zoya.

"Don't worry, Zoy. Zahra takes good care of mom. You take care of your health, choose to eat healthy food because there are two lives that God has entrusted to you.

"Yes, Buk."

"Oh yeah, Zoy. Soon you will be a parent. It is a great responsibility to keep the care of God. Not only a material, children also need prayers from both parents." Zoya is still listening to her mother.

"Zoy, I can only pray that you will always be happy, always in the protection of God. All this time I couldn't give you anything that was worthy of you.." it felt like Nurma was already unable to hold back her crying. Even his throat was now feeling choked.

"Greet your husband. Say your apologies, for not being able to come." Nurma immediately closes her call, she does not want Zoya to see her crying. All this time what his children saw if he was a strong woman.

Zoya sat back in front of the mirror. Today should be a happy day. But, the absence of two people who are very meaningful in his life makes the woman have to swallow a sense of disappointment.

"Zoy, you're not wearing a hijab yet? Under all the invited guests are present." Niar said as he entered Zoya's room.

"Sir, Mas Hans is not home yet when the show is about to start." complained Zoya almost crying.

"Don't Hans want this baby?" continued Zoya, his eyes that had heated up were dripping water droplets.

"Perhaps, he's still having an event. Don't think negatively. We all love you so much." Niar tried to calm his sister-in-law down.

"Zoy, said Mama you and husband Nilla love each other, huh? Because mama, you're not a match." Niar questions Zoya's half-little, she knows that Zoya is shy.

"Sir, don't be yanked again. Let it be a secret."

"Lo Zoi's oath, it's a very handsome ustad. Actually fits you. You guys are just as gentle. His look at you is unusual, too. Is it hard to interpret that." Niar did notice Wildan looking at Zoya as they greeted each other.

"O Allah, Whose sister is Niar? Now, I love Mas Hans, Ma'am." Zoya tries to confirm.

"Mas Hans is also handsome, popular, and a lot of money of course."

"Yet you've been a pinter for a long time, yes" Niar chuckled to Zoya's answer. Of course he will support his sister, Hans is still a favorite sister even he will always pray that his only brother is always given good luck.

"You've been dancing, gih! Soon her studies will begin." said Niar then left Zoya alone after seeing her sister-in-law smiling.

They only hold small events, inviting some friends and relatives and children of the orphanage where Zoya shares her provision. The plan, the orphanage child who will teach at the four-month event of Zoya's pregnancy.

Niar's departure makes Zoya stunned again. His smile also subsided, sadness and disappointment returned to his feelings. Zoya crying. She kept wiping her tears many times.

"Mas Hans, don't you want us? Until we're not your priority? " Zoya cried in front of the mirror with a whim. Both of his palms covered his already damp face.

"Ehem... " Zoya was shocked, as soon as he opened the palm of his face when he heard the voice of her husband Deheman. But, as he circulated his gaze throughout the space, the result was Nil. The shadow of her husband does not exist.

His heart was again filled with disappointment. But, time kept going making him rub his face this time. He should get down. When the sweep of the tissue tried to dry the face that he would sprinkle powder on. His nose sniffed the scent of Hans' perfume.

For a moment he was stunned, what was such a sense of disappointment that his hallucinations worked so great. Though her mind rejects her feelings, Zoya chooses to follow her heart.

He stood up and walked out of the room. Sepi, of course people are already gathered below. Her husband's perfume was so strong on his nose. He was convinced even though his mind rejected that belief.

He stepped forward to follow the perfume. In the corner of the second floor near the warehouse he kept on approaching in that direction.

"Mas Hans." Call him unsure. He rubbed his eyes when he saw the formally dressed figure standing on his back. His hand was holding a flower bucket.

"Mas Hans." With doubt Zoya called and approached Sosok who had the same stature as her husband.

Zoya climbed on the sofa and pulled the tall body to face her. Instantly, Zoya smothered her mouth, she could hardly believe what her eyes were seeing.

"Mas Hans's. Really true?" The two tiny hands pinched both of Hans' cheeks to prove, this was not his hallucination.

"Surprise, Honey!" hans said still smiling calmly and holding out his flower bucket. But Zoya doesn't care. She put her hands together and hung them on her husband's body. It felt like she could not believe it, if she could currently hug her husband.

"Come, prep! They've been waiting." Hans then restrains Zoya's still-hanging body and takes her back into the room to prepare to go down.

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