The Secret of Zoya's Love

Dono and Early (Extra Part)

Wildan was still staring at Nilla whose attitude had changed. His wife looks moody after he picks her up to meet Zoya.

Still standing with his arms crossed, Wildan stared at Nilla making the warm tea he had ordered.

"Darling, are you still jealous of Zoya?" ask Wildan who's been standing behind Nilla.

Wildan came forward to his wife because he saw the dreamy Nilla regardless of the boiling water in front of him. One of his hands hugged Nilla's waist and one of his hands stuck out a stove that was still free to burn.

"Darling, don't you trust my brother?" Wildan further tightened his embrace from behind Nilla's body.

"Bang, the tea is ready." Hearing the Sentence of Nila Wildan holding his wife's hand that would lift the cup of tea. The man standing behind his wife also twisted the small body of Nilla.

Wildan raised the face of a small woman who was only limited to his chest. He could see those beautiful eyes glazed with glass. Nilla who rarely cried now can no longer hold back her tears that have now dripped.

"You why? Is that as jealous as you are with your friend? Don't you believe in my brother?" Wildan poked Nila with a variety of questions.

"No, Bang. I believe the same, brother. Zoya is also happy with her own life." replied Nilla. But, she was still confused how to say this, the condition and diagnosis of the doctor to her husband. There was a fear that Wildan could not accept his situation either.

"Does Brother love me? Whatever my situation? " asked Nilla by looking into her husband's eyes.

"Of course, our relationship is not just about love. But, my responsibility is to God." Wildan replied firmly. He hugged his wife to calm down a little. Wildan could understand Nilla's uneasiness. But, he was still waiting for his wife to tell herself what was making him uneasy.

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"Mama, does that mean Ale's gonna have a little sister and a boy?" the boy asked as they exited the obgy room.

"Insyallah, his sister Kak Ale will be a girl and a boy." replied Zoya, they just came out of the obgy room.

Hans just fell silent with a bright face. He could no longer express happiness if the two junior Hans had different genders.

"But why is Brother Ale like that? Why don't you look like us?" asked Ale once again, he still felt confused about the faces of his two sisters on the monitor in contrast to the boy in general.

"Later if you want to go out, Brother Ale will be similar to Brother Ale" Zoya replied to make the boy imagine his sister will look like him.

"Mas, stop by for martabak and ice cream! " pinta Zoya when they just got in the car.

"What did the doctor say? You have to regulate your food nutrition, Zoy." Hans said, reminding Zoya if the two babies start growing in the stomach. Until the doctor suggests to regulate the diet and intake of sugar that enters the body pregnant women.

"But I really want a martabak." whined Zoya when Hans started to start the engine of his car.

"Yes Papa, Ale wants martabak." Ale also chimed in. Hans smiled as he looked at his daughter from the rearview mirror. Martabak is still a favorite of his daughter who soon got the nickname of the eldest.

"What about Dono and Dini? what are you asking for? " it's so nice that he didn't miss talking to the two junior Hans who were in his wife's stomach.

"His sister Ale is Dono and Dini, huh, Pa?" asked Ale who took his papa's words seriously.

"No-no. No, Brother Ale. Papa just come from!" Zoya immediately said her disapproval.

"Hahaha.hahaha .. hahahah "Hans even chuckled at the worry on his wife's face. When he heard the name Dono who was imagined by Zoya was the teeth of the legend coffee shop tongos.

"Eh, don't be wrong! Dono it's pinter, lo. His lecturer." said Hans trying to convince his wife.

"Neither." elak Zoya with a sullen face, who made another tickle, as Hans glanced at Zoya stroking her stomach with a kamit like saying a mantra.

Zoya was still pouting when she got out of her car. Followed by Ale who ran past him just like that with a photo of USG results. The boy wanted to show Oma if her sister was a girl and a boy.

Zoya just fell silent, as Hans tried to keep her smiling. Several times Zoya threw away the big hand that was hanging over her shoulder. But, Hans deliberately to re-attach it there.

"Assalamu'alaikum" Zoya said as she entered the house whose door had been opened by Ale.

"Waalaikum greetings." said Mama Shanti who had been with Ale in the family room.

With a sulking face, Zoya approached her Mama-in-law for salim. While Mama Shanti began to guess, when she saw Hans smile in front of her.

"Why, Zoy? " mama Shanti asked as Zoya sat her body beside her.

"What are you doing, Mama's daughter, Hans?" mama Shanti continued by glaring at her son who still displayed a satisfied smile.

"Papa said Ale's sister's name was Dono and Dini. But, Mama said no." sidelines Ale tells the incident in the car.

"You want your son to have tongos teeth? " Mama Shanti also took part in the sewot with her son.

"Yes .. that's not it, Mah. Let's take the positive side. Just like the legend is pinter, lecturer loh, Mah." denied Hans.

"Okay, rather than choosing pinter tongos.mending choose a look like a cool, handsome, religious understanding. Like Ustad Wildan." Attack Mama Shanti who has upset her son.

"What the fuck, this Mama. He's my son, not that Ustad kid. Of course they'll look like me. " Hans just threw the remote he just held onto the sofa. With nimble steps she turned around and climbed the stairs.

"Mama, it's a sensitive thing why made a joke" said Zoya then went after her husband up to the second floor. Ale who was gawking looked at his two parents who had already left him with his omens.

"Don't get used to manjain, Zoy. If hobbies make you upset, don't get angry if you're annoyed by people." Zoya does not care about her mother-in-law, nor does she want the sensitive thing to hurt her husband .

Zoya tries to walk faster after climbing the stairs with a heart.

"Mas... "

"Mas Hans." call Zoya before she finds her husband opening his shirt in front of the bathroom.

"Mas... Do not put the heart of Mama's words." said Zoya by approaching her husband, she wrapped a small hand on the hard stomach and leaned her head on the chest of Hans field. Hans just glanced slightly down, then smiled faintly. It's not usually Zoya seduces him. You could say very rarely.

"Mas Hans has the right to name our son. But, give me a good name, don't Dono!" Zoya still hugged the warm, bare-chested body. The typical masculine scent of her husband was indeed sniffed fresh for now.

"I'll take a shower first! We'll discuss it again" Hans said, trying to release Zoya's hand link on her plate. But, Zoya the more Closely wrapped her hands, she did not want her husband to be angry for too long because it was related to her past.

Hans was actually still smiling in response to Zoya's attitude. But, because he felt his chest wet which he believed the tears of the wife.

"Darling... I'm not mad. I do feel sultry." said Hans by returning Zoya's embrace . berlahan by hugging each other Hans brought Zoya to sit together on the edge of the bed.

His hands also did not escape to embrace the tiny body with that big belly.

"They're Mas Hans's children, they're both just going to look like us, open up to other people" Zoya said taking her husband's anger seriously, even though Hans was flowering flowers got Zoya's appeal.

Hans invites Zoya to lie down. He leaned on the head of the bed. While Zoya was lying with her head on her chest, her hands were coiled even with a big belly that seemed to hold up but she felt very comfortable when she heard the heartbeat of the man who had been a part of her life.

"Si Doni and Dini, must feel trapped if her mother becomes spoiled like this." said Hans by stroking the head of Zoya who is still wrapped in a hijab.

"That's better for a temporary name, Mas." said Zoya.

"The idea of having an innocent wife is so easy to get seduced. Just a little bit of anger can make him feel guilty seven days and seven nights." Hans said inwardly withholding his smile. Sometimes the man misses his wife's spoiled attitude.