The Secret of Zoya's Love

The Secret of Zoya's Love
Panic ( Extra Part)



In the afternoon, after returning from the office Kyara drove her car to a cafe. These few days the time has been seized because of the pile of work. Not to mention, Papa Indrawan who continues to urge Kyara to accept the advice of Doctor Daniel.


"Not less than Daniel, Ra? You are also more than enough to get married." The phrase Papa Indrawan continues to ring in the ear of the girl who is currently driving her car at high speed. More than enough, due to Kyara's age who began to step twenty-eight years but the girl has not taken her future life friend.


"Chiit..... " Kyara suddenly stepped on her brake pedal. His body immediately felt limp hugging the steering wheel, he almost hit the man who was crossing the road.


The man, hurrying he got up and looked for the whereabouts of the man in the hat. Even he got out of the car for the existence of a man who has a stature like Rey. Ah no, she thought it was just because these few days her mind was struggling about the man. Rey is so hard to keep out of her heart with some good reasons to hate the guy.


Kyara got back in the car. The time he drove his car so calmly, that the sedan turned in a cafe.


For a moment he massaged his forehead before exiting the car. This grueling day originally began with an agreement with his father, if he could not accept Daniel's proposal but should not shut himself down as the man approached him. And this afternoon Daniel invited her to meet at a cafe.


Daniel waved his hand as he looked at Kyara at the door with a look for someone's whereabouts. Kyara just smiled and walked over to the desk of the stern-headed man.


"What message do you want?" daniel asked and called for service.


"Coffee alone." replied Kyara, who was later written by the waiter.


A beautiful girl with a million charms and such a strong character. Praise Daniel by looking at the girl in front of him without blinking.


"Don't look at me like that, Doc! My makeup may have worn off because of sweat" said Kyara who began to misbehave. Daniel only smiled as the girl confirmed his sitting position. Without makeup polish the girl already looks very beautiful.


"I fell in love with you, Ra. Since we met until now" Daniel said without further ado. But, Kyara did not immediately respond because the current waiter had already come to bring her a cup of coffee.


"I'm not the kind of person who is stale, Ra." Daniel said.


"Give me a week, Doc to answer." asked Kyara. He just needs to make his decision. Since yesterday he also wanted to continue his life did not dwell with the shadow of all someone.


"Oh yeah, actually I visited this afternoon. But, you can meet today so I try to follow your schedule. But, there is currently an operation schedule, so I can't keep you company any longer." Daniel explained by re-wearing his jacket.


"Look down, Doc. The main task remains." Kyara replied with a smile watching the man.


"Big, Ra. Don't just dock." protested Daniel. Before leaving the cafe. Kyara just stared at the man's back until it disappeared from her sight.


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Wildan's been looking for Nilla's whereabouts all day. In fact, she had come to Zoya's house which turned out, Zoya was in the maternity clinic.


His stomach began to sound as he had missed his lunch. Keep looking for his wife's whereabouts. Today he's emptied his teaching schedule.


Nilla. His feelings grew increasingly agitated at the thought of Nilla. Has his wife eaten anything yet? In fact, how is he doing right now? Where is he? Especially if you remember Nilla had fainted. His heart was raging with such intense anxiety.


Kos Hesti's.


Wildan called Nesti, Nilla's closest friend on campus, saying he hadn't met Nilla. But, Wildan will try to meet the girl at her boarding house.


Wildan drove his car to the princess's special boarding house. He hoped to find Nilla there.


The man who already looks tangled parked his car on the side of the road in front of Carnation. Kosan Hesti's.


There could be a trace of anxiety on Wildan's face. Maybe if there are students who see it as if they do not believe if it is a handsome lecturer who always looks neat with a face that always looks bright.


Several times he rang the bell outside the gate. It was seen that Hesti was walking in a row approaching the gate. Hersti's room was indeed the closest to the gate.


"Assalamu'alaikum, sir." Sapa Hesti looks nervous. He could already read the max of Wildan's arrival.


"Greetings" replied Wildan.


"Ehh.... "


"Don't lie!" Sergey Wildan was firm. He already did not want to twist when he saw Nilla's shoes in front. He very memorized the flat with a red skin color heart that he once bought when he went to Bandung.


"Yes, Sir. But please don't meet Nilla at this time!" hesti replied that Nilla had asked to keep her whereabouts a secret.


"Nilla doesn't seem ready to meet you. All day, he was crying constantly." hesti obviously made Wildan speechless. His heart again felt guilty when he heard his wife did not want to see him again.


"Nilla seems to be very disappointed." continued Nesti reassured if this is not the right time to meet Nilla.


"Has he eaten? How's things going? I came to PMI, but she's gone." Wildan could no longer hide his anxiety, making Nesti so dilemma.


"He only ate bread and drank juice."


"I order rice paddocks now, huh? Usually he likes rice paddies the most." Wildan bargained by taking out his cell phone.


"Sorry, Sir. It seemed that Nilla had not been able to eat rice, she had been able to vomit after eating rice pecel. And I tawari nasi padang dianya refused." explained Nesti about the state of Nilla.


"Please persuade him to check, I'm afraid of stomach pain." Wildan recalled from last night Nilla did not eat rice. And stress thoughts can also trigger stomach acid to rise.


"Oh yeah, please give this phone to Nilla." Wildan handed his wife's cell phone to Hesti.


Those who had been standing in front of the boarding gate also invited the attention of other boarding children. After asking for the phone number of Nesti, Wildan also said goodbye. A disappointed look was on the man's face.


###


Hans looks tense as he drives his car to the clinic. Zoya is only thirty-five weeks old. How will she give birth? But Zoya has complained about the heartburn of her waist that feels sore.


"Be careful, Hans. Don't panic!" Mama Shanti reminded her son as Hans's face looked tense with an occasional turn towards Zoya.


Arriving at Zoya's clinic directly handled by the Doctor, "Opening two, still have to be patient!" said Doctor Diah opening after opening a little gives a sense of heartburn and a little pain.


Zoya was placed in the room. After the infusion is installed and confirmed Zoya's condition is still stable even with her blood pressure is still in the surveillance stage.


"Let's not feel like you can watch TV or make your way outside" advises midwives who represent obstetricians.


" If there's anything call us, sir. Later we will check again the condition of Ms. Zoya." said one of the midwives before leaving the room.


Just opening two, that means it's still quite a long time. Mama Shanti decided to go home first. Ale needs a break.


"Take a slow breath!" hans said while accompanying Zoya.


"Mas Hans, it hurts! My back is sore." Zoya complained softly as her stomach twitched. Hans kept holding his wife's hand. One hand rubbed his wife's back. As his wife endured the pain, sweat on Zoya's face, Zoya's occasional relief as it continued to make Hans feel unbearable to see his wife struggling.


An hour later the doctor came to check on Zoya. The doctor stated the opening of four, even though for Zoya it had been felt for a long time.


"If you want to eat, ma'am. Later if straining when the baby so have energy." advice Doctor. They left the room again.


Zoya chooses to get off the bed with Hans' help, but she is unable to walk as her stomach recovers.


"Mas, it hurts." said Zoya. While standing, Hans leaned Zoya's body against the chest of her field. His hand continued to stroke his wife's back which Zoya said gave her some relief. Every now and then Zoya clutches her husband's shirt on the back to endure the pain in his stomach."Arrange your breathing, baby." whispered Hans, as he felt Zoya in pain. Still with a standing position he continues to be Zoya's body backrest. I can't see his wife like that. But, Zoya did want to give birth normally.


TB