The Secret of Zoya's Love

Adult Chat(Extra Part)

At five o'clock in the morning, Hans and Zoya had just finished the Fajr Salat. Last night Zoya who missed Ale was looking for her phone. Meanwhile, Hans walked out of the room still wearing a cocoa shirt and a sarong.

"Assalamu'alaikum, Mama." Zoya said as she looked at Mama Shanti's face on her phone screen.

"Waalaikum greetings, dear. Must be Ale's girlfriend, huh?" guess Mama Shanti. She knows Zoya can at least get away from the princess.

"Yes, Mama." as Zoya replied, Mama Shanti called her granddaughter.

"Hello Mama, when are you coming home? I've missed Doni and Dini." said Ale by chewing the toast that Bi Muna had just asked for.

"O Allah, Brother Ale, it is still five o'clock for breakfast. Later before Papa to the office, Mama will return home delivered Papa first." replied Zoya. Looking at the cheeks that are still chewing makes Zoya smile, it does not feel her daughter already looks more mature.

"Where is it, Ma?" ask Ale.

"Papa seems to be in the workspace. Ale's not school prep?" ask Zoya. Usually after the Fajr Salat the boy immediately made preparations for school.

"Ale's off, Mama. In school there is an event for all teachers."

"Ohhh.... later if Mama comes home, Brother Ale would be brought what?" ask Zoya. Ale was silent for a moment as if he was thinking.

" Sud rice, cucur cake, green bean porridge... " Let's think again until Oma Shanti grabs the phone.

"Not everyone, Zoy. Look at her swollen body, lo!" mama Shanti said while on the phone screen to make Zoya hold her laugh.

"Oma, Ale's body isn't swollen, really!" I heard the boy protest. Then Ale recaptured his oma phone.

"Mama." complained Ale.

"Dear, what if you make chicken porridge later?" bargain Zoya.

"Aseekk yes, Ma." Mama Zoya's chicken porridge for Ale is indeed the most delicious.

"Then Mama closes first, Assalamu'alaikum..." Zoya hung up on me.

While curling her hair, she decided to leave the room to find her husband. The workspace that looks lit makes Zoya guess if Hans is there.

"Mas Hans, what are you doing?" ask Zoya who is still at the door. Seeing Zoya's presence, Hans immediately closed the Quran he had just read.

"I'm learning to teach." Hans put back his al-Qur'an in the drawer of the work desk. Zoya approaches Hans and then hugs the man, she is so happy that she did not even force it on her husband.

"Since, you are pregnant I learned little by little to read the Quran. Three times a week I came to Idrus's ustadz house." explains Hans by pulling his wife's hand to get closer.

"I'm happy, Mas." Zoya hugged her husband back, then she sat on the lap of the man who was currently slightly bowing his chair. The sweet smile did not fade in the slightest on Zoya's face.

"Hae Doni and Dini. How are you doing? Which one of you makes your mama even more spoiled with Papa?" hans asked by stroking his wife's stomach. Since pregnant Zoya is indeed very spoiled and chatty.

"Zoy, move. They're very active!" hans said with excitement when he felt the movement in Zoya's stomach that was so obvious. It's like opium, Hans is like a child playing with his friend, his hands are still looking for that movement again.

"Is it true that pregnant women are no longer attractive?" zoya asks who suddenly makes Hans stop the hand movement in his stomach.

The man then raised his wife's face, looked at her and then smiled at Zoya.

"Why ask like that?" hans asked, leading Zoya's hand to hang around her neck.

"You don't feel like the bottom is hardened? When you're pregnant you're getting sexy, I like your current size."

"Auuugghhh.." yelled at Zoya as the spontaneous Hans squeezed her d*danya.

"Shortly, Mas!" Zoya then stood up and remembered that this morning she had told Ale that she was going to go home and make chicken porridge.

"I'm going to clear things up, I told Ale we're going home this morning" Zoya said as she walked out of Hans's study.

"Zoy, take responsibility first! Wake up." cried Hans by chasing his wife who was seen entering the room.

Zoya who heard it only smiled without turning her head the source of the sound that was getting closer towards her.

"You're getting naughty, honey!" hans managed to get his wife from behind. Then, shower his wife with a kiss on the white nape.

The man who had been filled with that desire took his wife to bed. Until a brief struggle occurred that morning.

"Can I still satisfy you, Mom?" ask Zoya after they end the hot activity. Hearing the question of his wife Hans who was closing his eyes opened his eyes and changed position to face his wife who hugged his chest. Both are still under the blanket without a thread.

Hans lowered his head, looking at the face that was now looking up at him. Then the man smiled. I don't know what his wife is thinking. It was tempting, but as those beautiful round eyes waited for an answer from her, Hans didn't have the heart either.

"Yesterday I heard, pregnant women cannot satisfy their husbands" Zoya replied innocently.

"You heard when Zuri seduced me?" search Hans with curiosity. As Zoya shook her head, Hans smiled clearly instead.

"Basic!" Hans pinches Zoya's nose. He felt anxious about his naive wife. Notya replied, Hans instead wanted to continue laughing.

"What right?" Zoya, impatiently waiting for an answer from her husband, asked again.

"Seeing from whatever angle you are the most special, your body, your skin is not just sexy but sexy" Hans said with a laugh.

"Not to mention your sighing voice, it always makes me more burning passion, let alone your clasp, wouuhhhh bit me deeply. Not only satisfied but addictive." Hans seductive made Zoya smother her husband's mouth with her small palm.

"No need to go at length, Mas." Hans' answer made Zoya ashamed of herself. Zoya could no longer cover her blushing face. But that is what Zoya is for Hans, the answer is not just temptation but it is true. Everything in Zoya is special to Hans.

"When I play with you I don't think of sins either. Even if I'm not a pious man, I still fear sin and karma."

"In addition I will have two daughters, they will also reap the fruits of my actions." continued Hans.

Zoya just smiled at her husband's final explanation. Although the figure in front of her was not a criterion to be her husband, but this non-religious figure was chosen by God as the right match for her.

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Yesterday under the pretext of meeting his friend, Wildan invited Nilla to stay at the resort. Silence is silent he has prepared all his needs for the two night stay.

The weather is quite cloudy and the wind is blowing very strong makes Nilla even want to enjoy the atmosphere of the white sandy beach.

"Come on Bang, we're playing water!" Take Nilla by pulling Wildan's arm. They walked to the beach. Wildan could see happiness emanating from his wife's face. Since getting to know Nilla, Wildan has never seen Nilla walk the street, only going to college and looking for extra income that his wife does in this city.

"You happy, honey?" ask Wildan. The tall body seemed to flank his wife's tiny body.

Nilla stopped walking, she stared at the figure in front of her so deeply, even though her heart was pounding and made her a little nervous. But he didn't stop looking at her.

"Thank you, Bang." said Nilla. with a smile.

"You want to get to that reef?" Wildan pointed to a chunk of rock.

"No, Ah. Too far, Bang." refused Nilla, last night Wildan made him sleep only a few hours. They were exercising in the morning around the resort.

"Well, Nile! The brother who will take you there!" Wildan crouched down asking Nilla to ride on his back, he could understand Nilla who was tired but Wildan could still see a happy twinkle on his wife's face.

"Have you rested?" wildan asked when Nilla was in her arms.

"Yes, but only two hours." answered Nilla, her hand against her husband's neck.

"That's enough for someone else

the other one's a honeymoon." replied Wildan. Honeymoon. Nilla doesn't even think it's a honeymoon.

The afternoon atmosphere is getting cold. Carrying his wife Wildan just kept walking combing the beach. He just wanted to show you a beautiful spot to see the sunset.

Wildan dropped his wife off at a rock. Is beautiful. The sky that began to redden, pounding and gusts of wind that swept so friendly it made the twilight this time very beautiful.

"Darling... " Wildan was still clutching her body in front of him. His hands draped on his wife's back, while his face looked down at the two beautiful eyeballs that were now watching him.

"Next week Ummi is going home, he's staying with Mayra." Hearing Wildan's words, the smile on the beautiful face also subsided.

"Listen to Brother first!" wildan.

"Mayra will participate in the Qiroatul Qur'an competition held in the pesantren near our campus."

"Why stay at our house, Bang?" sela Nilla immediately turned her eyes. He felt disappointed and anxious.

"Believe in Brother, Nile. Brother only loves you." Wildan reassured his wife that it would not be a problem.

"Abang could not refuse Ummi's request to stay at our house. Please help Brother not to find it difficult with Brother's position." Wildan's words made Nilla feel how difficult it was to be in her husband's position.

"Abang, can understand your feelings. Brother will also try to speak well with Ummi. In any case he is Mother Brother." said Wildan drowned his wife's small body in his arms. They do not want to spend a beautiful afternoon with bad thoughts.

They switched the subject, on that beautiful afternoon. Especially with the deepening love between the two.

TB