The Secret of Zoya's Love

Ustad Mesum(21+) (Extra Part)

[Mas Hans, I have an extra class at 17:00wib. If Mas Hans wants to go home soon, just go home, I'll take a taxi]

Hans simply reads a message from Zoya, then puts her phone back in his pocket. The plan, from the court he went straight to the campus to pick up Zoya. But, the message sent by Zoya makes her decide to return to the office.

With average speed, the Mercy car drove through the crowded city. The approaching rainy season makes cloudy and drizzling always greet at all times.

He had entered the street to his office. On the left right lined trees and the streets there were indeed quite leisurely, making Hans casually take his car to turn in an office that is quite well known to many people.

Hans closed the car door again after exiting, and the man who always had a strong charismatic aura walked quickly into his office.

The pair of eyes were now looking at him with admiration. Zuri, one month she started getting to know her superiors and that made her even more amazed and curious.

"Oh yes, RI. Clear all schedules tomorrow!" edict Hans.

"Good, sir."

"Oh yeah, do you need anything?" zuri continued, making Hans who was about to step back stopped and looked at him fully in search.

"I mean, a warm drink or something else? " continue Zuri. Zuri is a beautiful figure, her attractive appearance and the beautiful nature she has makes her easy to enter in any situation.

"No! " ans replied firmly, then again stepped inside without seeing the look of admiration from his personal assistant.

Hans glanced back at the clock that was coiled around his wrist. It's 18:00 wib. He began to tidy up his desk again and turned off his laptop. She goes to the office to spend some time with some work while waiting for Zoya to finish college.

"It's time to pick up Zoya" Hans muttered as he moved out of his room. The office was already deserted, only Zuri was still preparing to go home.

The girl was stunned when she saw Hans opening the door and walking past her. In Hans' office it was like that, he was indeed impressed. Seeing Hans walk out he was sure that his boss was going home.

Zuri is still noticing the drizzle out there. He also came back to notice Hans who was still standing in front. He thought, his boss will wait for a drizzle. Spring, he came out, the girl with a slack skirt and a shirt with low buttons stepped in a hurry out of the office .

While outside the air-conditioned room, the girl deliberately stomped her footsteps so that the sound of the heels she was wearing was heard by Hans.

"Ehm..." Forced the girl who was currently behind Hans to beat a little to attract the attention of her boss. He hoped to go home together because their house was on the same path.

"You better read the dress code in this office!" hans realized that the girl was already standing next to him. Without seeing the person being spoken to, Hans then ran through the drizzle to get to his car. She has to get to the campus before Zoya orders a taxi.

The girl just stared at her boss until she disappeared from her sight with the latest black Mercy. Instead of getting a ride, he gets a warning. The girl smiled wryly, she was increasingly made curious by Hans. No one could resist Zuri's charm. It is what is doctrinated in him and can also be said to be true.

The ground still looks wet after the drizzle flushed the city all day. Hans stopped his car right on the campus lawn. The campus looks very quiet makes Hans doubt if Zoya is still on campus. The man who was still circulating his gaze to and fro was trying to browse the campus courtyard. His gaze now found a tiny figure who was still sitting alone among the atmosphere that had started the evening.

With a faint smile, he continued to look at Zoya from behind. His wife was still sitting leaning on an iron chair. Zoya looks very tired, seen her hands continue to stroke her stomach which has begun to look enlarged.

With Hans approaching, his movements were calm as he closed his wife's eyes. At once, Zoya reacted in surprise to the point that she tried to open the finger of the big finger.

"Mas Hans! " guess Zoya while sniffing her husband's perfume. The pregnant woman leaned in her husband's hard stomach.

"Where do you know, it's me, Zoy?" hans asked the man then leaned over from behind, then landed a kiss on his wife's cheek.

"Mas Hans, embarrassed when people see it." said Zoya then lowered her head. While Hans puts his chin on Zoya's little shoulder enjoying the fragrance of his wife's body.

"How are you?" hans asked as his hands draped before Zoya's body. Hans stroked the increasingly large belly, like greeting the two junior Hans.

"Good, Mas. But, my legs are already stiff." Zoya took off her shoes. His extreme fatigue made him decide to sit down.

Hearing Zoya complaining of fatigue, Hans walked around the chair. He then crouched down to see the condition of his wife's legs. Zoya's legs do look a little swollen.

"Let's go home" said Hans, then put the flats back on his wife's feet.

"Mas Hans, I can walk by myself." said Zoya after she was shocked as Hans carried her towards the parking lot.

"Huss.. Don't talk like that, Mas!" When her husband talked about the creature of God that one made her hair creeps. Hearing the warning from his wife Hans chuckled. Whatever it is still his wife is always gentle, plain Zoya and Zoya who always makes her anxious.

"We'll check your contents, before we go home, Zoy!" hans said as they were in the car. Zoya just nodded. He is still trying to enjoy a sense of relaxation with the car seat that has been set comfort.

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Nilla looked up again at Wildan's face. Since getting out of the car, the big finger was not separated to hold his tiny hand.

"Why? " ask Wildan, instead changing by wrapping his hand on Nilla's shoulder. Nilla just shook her head then smiled. First date after marriage. Such if expressed the language of the eyes of the little woman who is currently staring in awe at her husband.

"Why do you like to look ordinary?" ask Nilla. Too often Nilla sees Wildan wearing only a regular shirt mixed with cloth pants while teaching. Beyond that, Wildan is indeed more comfortable wearing a t-shirt combined with simple jeans, as he wears today.

"Why the appearance of my brother?" Wildan asked back. He knew what his wife's question meant. Wildan often got the question from some of his friends.

"No, I'd rather look like this band boy than ustad" Nilla replied with a smile.

For Wildan to see the cheerful smile of the jutek girl beside him is more pleasant than the atmosphere of the city which is known to be peaceful and classic.

This afternoon they visited the printing press and after that Wildan deliberately invited Nilla to go looking for a different atmosphere. They continued to walk along a road that was quite crowded with people who were walking.

"Nil, want some angsle?" wildan asked as he looked at the angsle wagon that looked not far from where they stood.

"Byeh, Bang! " They were preparing to walk towards the angsle wagon. But, someone hit and pushed Nilla's body hard, until the small body hit the body of Wildan who followed the limb with the back hit the banyan tree.

"Arrggghhh." erang Wildan shrieked with both hands still covering his wife's body to prevent Nilla from many people who ran down the ridge chasing the person who hit him.

"Bang, what's wrong?" wildan asked when one of them was left behind for taking a breath.

"Copet, Mom! " he answered with a hunting breath. Then the person returned to chasing that time even though it was a little slow.

As the chase chase was already seen away, Wildan released his embrace from Nilla's body. The man who was still holding back the pain turned his back to look for something that had hurt his back.

"Kaos Abang, bloody." exclaimed Nilla with a jump in shock when she saw the white shirt on her husband's back exposed to blood.

"Yes, there is a wire that sticks in this banyan tree, Nile." replied Wildan still researching the type of wire that sticks in the tree.

"Bang, let's just go home!" Take Nilla, she's already starting to get anxious with her husband's back. His blood was not much but what he was afraid of in case of infection.

They decided to go home soon. Actually Wildan still wants to enjoy the night atmosphere in this city with his wife. But, Nilla's insistence was no longer able to resist.

Arriving at home, Nilla asks Wildan to open his shirt. Wildan just sat on the edge of the bed looking at Nilla who was picking up the medicine box. Her pretty face looks worried.

"Hold a minute, Bang! It might feel a little sore." pinta Nilla while cleaning the small wound with Alcohol. Her anxiety while treating Wildan's wounds left Nilla unaware that her left hand was holding her husband's bare waist.

"sickness, Bang?"tanya Nila was still focused with a small hole in her back near her husband's arm.

"The pain is here!"

"Aregggh.... " Nilla was stunned when Wildan pulled hard on her arm until she hit the plain body in front of him again. Impressed to hug the chest of the field with a stiff hand that has touched something between the two************husband.

The white face was already blushing even though no one had seen it. "It's a mustad, a pervert! " One side swears." But, same wife what's the law, huh? " one side of Nilla's mind wandered.

"Don't tell me I'm just a pervert, Nill." guess Wildan tried to read the mind of a girl he already knew very well. His left hand was still holding his wife's hand, while one hand pulled Nilla's right hand which was still resting on one waist to hold her body from sticking fully. For a moment Wildan held the two tiny hands in the center of a place that was quite suspicious.

"Let's say, I'm a normal guy who also has an orgasm. If I could hold back all this time. But not for now."

TB