The Secret of Zoya's Love

Hanum and Aleks (Extra Part)

Wildan walked the alley with Nilla's body. The first thing he went to was the post of PMI student activity unit that never left the guard of its members.

"Honey, let's get up, Nile" Wildan said, holding Nilla's one hand. From the examination of the PMI team, Nilla's blood pressure was indeed very low.

Nilla began to blink her eyes. The first person he saw was Wildan who was now smiling towards him. But, Nilla still had no reaction whatsoever. His gaze then circulated scrutinizing every corner of the narrow space he currently occupied. He only remembered if his gaze had darkened on the second floor earlier.

Nilla tries to get up, when Wildan will help her Nilla chooses to hold her husband. Seeing Nilla's reaction left Wildan disappointed.

"We're going to the doctor, baby! " Wildan still persuaded Nilla.

"No, I want to go home and solve our problems and get my stuff." Wildan was silent at his wife's words. Maybe true, at home he can explain to Nilla about all their problems.

Nilla did not want to accept any help from Wildan. The two walked slowly to Wildan's car parked in front of the lecturer's office.

"What do you want to eat?" ask Wildan before driving. Although, his offer was rejected by Nilla. But, the man still intends to buy food, even more hoping there is one of them that his wife wants. He was very anxious when he saw that pale face looked extremely lethargic.

While stopping his car in front of the garage, Wildan immediately ran around opening the door for Nilla.

"Thank you, Bang." When he heard that Wildan felt his heart weaken. Nilla looked more silent and again gave her some distance.

After picking up all the groceries, Wildan started chasing after Nilla who had arrived at the door. The man opened the door with the key he had prepared.

They walked in. When Nilla entered the room, Wildan first put the food he had bought at the dining table. The man could not wait to see his wife. But, on the doorstep, he had time to look at what his wife was doing. But, the awareness quickly mastered it made Wildan quickly step up to Nilla who had been taken out of his clothes.

"Nilla...what are you doing?" Wildan immediately stood in front of the open closet door.

"Let me go, Bang!"

"How do I let you go? You're my wife, Nile." replied Wildan with great emphasis, he didn't expect anything to turn out like this. Nilla looked into Wildan's eyes, wanting to find many answers to all his questions.

"Let me take my things first." Pinta Nilla standing in front of Wildan.

"Listen to Brother's explanation." said Wildan, but for Nila free from yesterday Wildan only tried to convince her when in reality she was always hurt even a flash of contention when the heavy hand would slap her back roaming in her brain.

"Nothing to explain anymore. I know myself enough." Nilla tried to push a body that did not budge at all. In fact, Wildan's hand began to hold Nila's small shoulder to sit in front of him but Nilla continued to thrash.

"Please... "

"Everything is clear. My brother never loved me, nor did his family accept me. In fact, I can't give you a child. Let me go, Bang. You can remarry the woman you deserve." Hearing his wife's words Wildan could only hug Nilla. Guilt now covers his day. He did not expect Nilla to think that bad about her position.

"I'm sorry Brother, Nile." Nilla was already unconcerned by what Wildan said, she continued to thrash with a slick-sounding sobbing in the ears of the man who was currently wrapping her in an embrace.

"I'm better off on my own. Than to be polygamous." Nila's words were so subtle but still heard in Wildan's ears. The man showered a kiss on the head of the woman whose body began to limp in his arms.

"Nobody will polygamize you" replied Wildan, still hugging Nilla. But, when he felt Nilla's body was not powered, he only realized that Nilla was back unconscious. This time, he immediately took Nilla to the clinic. He was so worried about Nilla's condition, blood pressure, no food intake came in and this time the second time Nilla was unconscious.

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Kyara is still busy with some of the archives she is currently checking. There was no other way to expel his current anxiety except by working and working. The final debate with her Papa made her decide to forget someone she deserved to forget.

"Sorry, ma'am" said his assistant after knocking on his office door.

"Come in, Nin." Kyara answered, making Nindi enter and get closer to her boss' desk.

"There's a bouquet of flowers." Kyara receives a bouquet of flowers with the name of the delivery man Daniel.

"Well you can get out, Nin." pinta Kyara then read the writing on the paper.

How are you, Ra. One week seems too long for me.

Kyara started thinking, maybe the person who gave her the mysterious item was Daniel?

His gaze was now fixed on the clock that was coiled around his wrist. At four o'clock this afternoon he should have arrived at the restaurant where agreed with his client.

Kyara hastily tidied up her work. He's too late for now. Carrying several maps containing important papers Kyara rushed out of her room to meet clients as soon as possible.

"Astagfirullah" said kyara when stopping his car in front of a famous restaurant.

He got out of the car with a couple of stap maps with important paper papers that the client needed to sign. With a hasty step he walked towards the entrance.

"Bruughh.." a man smashed into his shoulder making some papers splatter.

"Oh Allah, if you look at dong, Mas." without seeing who hit him, he immediately crouched down and picked up the paper with the help of the man.

"If you're important to him, he'll definitely be waiting for you" said the man in the hat with a pile of paper near his feet.

Kyara just wanted to see what hit her. But, when he turned to look for the whereabouts of the man who looks only a stature from behind which shortly afterwards disappeared from behind the ranks of parked cars.

"Bang, Rey." - Kyara looked up at where the man disappeared. Really, the name was spontaneously spoken when he wanted to get rid of in his life.

"Drt... Drt... Drt. "the sound of her cell phone resuscitated Kyara from her daydream. He then picked up a call from a client by walking back inside the restaurant.

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Hans's house has grown in number since the twins. They have been back from the hospital for two days. For a while Hanum and Aleks were still in Hans and Zoya's room, before there was a baby sitter who would help Zoya take care of Hanum and Aleks.

"Mama, why does Aleks sleep?" asked Ale after pacing back and forth to see his sister's two boxes in turn. While Mama Shanti lay near Zoya who was still sitting selonjoran. Aleks did look calmer than the slightly fussy Hanum.

"Assalamu'alaikum." Hans opened the door to his room and filled his three children and his mother.

"Waalaikum salam." answered Zoya then began to rise to welcome her husband.

"Mas, wash your hands first!" pinta Zoya as Hans approaches her son's box. As Hans started walking towards the bathroom, Hanum's cries started to fill the room. All was not surprised anymore, every time his Papa came he started crying before getting a sling from his papa. Likewise, at night when he woke up, only his papa sling could make him fall asleep again.

"Adek Hanum, look at Brother Aleks, he never cries" Ale said, touching his brother's hand.

After coming out of the bathroom, Hans walked over to his spoiled daughter.

"Oh my beautiful daughter. Yes, same Papa?" hans said slowly then took Hanum in books. Ale who saw it immediately came to see the scene up close.

"If Mas Hans is tired of it, Hanum is just like me." said Zoya, sometimes she feels sorry for her husband. The whole day was tired of working but Hanum still wanted to get his papa sling.

"It's okay, Zoy. When I saw Hanum tired I instantly disappeared." replied Hans.

"Look! She's beautiful like me." Hans smiled as he examined the details of his daughter's face which was a clash of her face and Zoya's face.

"Papa, if it's beautiful it looks like Mama." The boy's Ale protests have always been improvisational.

"Papa, Ale is beautiful too." Ale continued who was a little jealous as his papa only praised his sister.

"Yes, Brother Ale is pretty as well as pinter. Brother Ale take care of you all day, Mas!" praise Zoya making Ale smile shy smile.

"Yes, Pa. Ale's a good brother, right?" timpal Ale made Hans smile.

"Well, Papa's gem is top and most okay anyway. Keep it up, yeah! Until the adult Ale must take care of Adek." pinta Hans. She hopes her three children will look after each other until they forget they are from different mothers.

TB