The Secret of Zoya's Love

Finally Rename( Extra Part)

When the seventh opening Zoya was unable to stand. He chose to lie down. Hans was still beside his wife, seeing Zoya complaining of pain, his body felt weak as well. But he should still look fine to strengthen his wife.

Occasionally his hands rubbed the sweat that was increasingly pouring on Zoya's forehead. One hand does not escape from the grasp of Zoya's hand which is sometimes squeezed so strongly when Zoya must endure the pain.

"Return your breath, honey. Take a breath and get it out of your mouth." said Hans Lirih and continued to wipe the sweat that was incessantly condensing.

"Sick, Mas." Zoya's voice sounded soft, her face began to look pale. Clearly Zoya was already looking very tired and her body was starting to look weak. It was heartless to hear Zoya's pain stub, but she could only kiss and wipe the tired-looking face.

The doctor came with two assistants to check on Zoya's condition. And it turned out to be a full opening, making the doctor instruct the two assistants to prepare, then Zoya began to push.

"Come on, push with all your might!" the doctor's orders make Zoya start using all her strength to push.

"Aarrgghh." cried Zoya with all her might, her mouth constantly regulating her breathing. Even her tears dripped withstanding such intense pain. He could feel nothing but pain.

"Let's go, just a little more!" Hans kept encouraging. His heart was so anxious when he saw Zoya start to lose strength.

"Let's go mom. push it stronger."

"Aaaaaadrk.... " Zoya's shriek sounds go hand in hand with the baby's cry. Apparently, their baby boy came out first. Hearing the sound of baby Hans crying tears, he had a chance to see it. But he did not want to move on from his wife's side who soon felt the contraction of both.

"Defend, baby!" said Hans. The man also sweat from the tension.

"Uwuhhhhgh...." Zoya pushed back with the rest of her strength.

"Come on Ma. More powerful!" the medical team encouraged.

"Arrrrghhhhh.." cried Zoya accompanied by the cry of the baby. His body that had been pulled stiff to expel all his strength began to droop weakly.

"Zoy, open your eyes!" call Hans by patting his wife's cheek gently. The man who was currently dripping water in the corner of his eyes only got Zoya's deheman.

"I'm sleepy, Mas!" zoya said as Hans continued to try to wake her up.

"Don't sleep, baby!" Hans just kept showering kisses on his wife's face. Tiredness makes Zoya want to keep her eyes closed.

"The cry of our baby, Zoy!" pinta Hans desperately tries to get Zoya to open her eyes.

The baby girl who still sounded her crying also made Zoya try to open her eyes. She's eager to see the baby.

The labor went on long enough. Nearly ten hours of stressful process they've been through. Now, Zoya is already looking more energetic with two babies next to her.

"Assalamu'alaikum's chat..." Mama Shanti came with Ale.

"Greetings" Hans and Zoya replied.

"Where's Mama Doni? And which one is Early?" Ale began to approach with a sense of wastiness. But, the boy's face looked very happy welcoming his two younger siblings. Ale kept smiling at the sight of his two younger siblings who were still asleep.

"The little Dini and the big body Doni" answered Zoya, yes their baby boy does look bigger and longer than in baby girls.

"Hans, who gave birth to you or Zoya? Your shirt was soaked in sweat." asked Mama Shanti who was only replied with a sharp glare of her son.

"I'm gonna take a shower, Ma!" Hans picked up the paper bag his mother had brought. She knew it was a change of clothes Shanti had brought for her.

"Mas, what is the name of our son Dini and Doni?" zoya's question makes Hans stop his steps. Then she turned around to approach her two babies. Hans looked at his three children in turn.

"My daughter I named, Alexia Hanum Salsabilla, she will always be a coolant like the springs of heaven. And my son I will name Alexander Iskandar Zulkarnain. He'll be as smart and as strong as king Zulkarnain." Hans said it steadily. He hoped that the name would always be a prayer for his two children.

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They decided to take a taxi. On the back bench Nilla continued to be silent, occasionally his hand rubbed the melt of water dripping from both of his eye fertilizers.

His heart felt bad. Feeling unloved, feeling unwelcome and feeling sad cannot be a perfect woman. Not to mention when he was married, it turns out sleeping outside the house made him not calm. Either because of sleeping outside the house or indeed sleeping without a husband beside her. But, in reality, she was still disappointed with her husband.

"Nil, almost there." Hesti clasped Nilla's hand, making the woman wake up from her daydream. They rushed down from the taxi.

From Wildan looking at his wife. He deliberately left early in the morning just to see the state of his wife. From a distance Nilla looked pale and lethargic, Wildan increasingly worried about her condition.

[What Nilla had breakfast]

Wildan sent a message to Hesti. From last night, he tried to contact Nilla's phone in no way on the gubris.

[Already, but only three spoons. He said it was nausea]

Hesti replied to Wildan's message. The girl knew if the man who was currently seeing his wife from inside the car was not far from their place. They go straight to class. Just one hour of lectures for today.

"Oh Allah, Nile. Sorry, Brother!" Wildan scooped his face violently. Nilla who always looks carefree, firm even jutek , now looks lethargic.

Wildan got out of his car and he was going to his wife's class. It's been almost an hour that he's been waiting in the car. But neither did he see Nilla's face.

The handsome man with a burly stature continued to step even though some of the students who passed by him were staring in full search because the building Wildan came to was not the usual faculty building he taught.

The second floor had been deserted, but Nesti was still standing in front of the toilet that was in the corner of the second floor.

"Nilla's inside, sir" said Nesti, who no longer knows what to do when Wildan is in front of him.

"But, Sir!" hesti said as Wildan was about to open the toilet door when he heard Nilla vomit inside. There is only one toilet on the second floor.

"You better go home! Thank you for taking care of Nilla." said Wildan asked Hesti to come home first.

It was fortunate that the toilet was not locked, so Wildan had no trouble getting in. Nilla, still bent over in front of the toilet as she wanted to take out all of her entrails. But it's useless because there's nothing in it.

The large hand that felt massaging her nape made Nila terjekerak shocked. In fact, he was almost unsteady because it was not balanced to bring his body fortunately Wildan immediately held him back from falling.

"Nil... " It was still by holding that small waist in his sturdy arm.

"Let go!" Nilla gave Wildan some distance. Then he turned his face away from the man who was currently a meter away with him.

"Nil, check it out!" talk Wildan to his wife.

"I'm fine. Go, Bang! Later in the afternoon I will take my stuff." said Nilla with glassy eyes. I think he wants to cry.

"Nil, you're my wife. You're not going anywhere." Wildan continued to persuade Nilla. But, Nilla chose to go out of the toilet because her head felt dizzy. He chose to find a seat. Wildan continued to follow him to persuade his wife.

"We check, Nile! Your face is pale." persuade Wildan once more. He was worried about his wife's health. The man then crouched down in front of his wife hoping, Nilla would listen to him.

"Go, Bang. Stay with me alone. I'm fine. I'll check it myself." If it wasn't for her pulsating head, Nilla might have forced her to leave Wildan.

"Come, Nile..!" When she saw her husband who continued to persuade her, Nilla rose from her seat. Not long after, his gaze turned and his body was captured by Wildan, as it began to droop weakly.

TB

did not expect ya gaes it turns out there are some RCZ nanya in the print version 🤣