The Secret of Zoya's Love

Tease Zoya

Zoya ends the prayer and reads the Qur'an as usual. He took care of Mukena and the Qur'an to put it back on the shelf in Ale's room. No boy felt lonely, unlike usual, Ale always mimicked him reading the Qur'an in his own version. Zoya smiled to herself as she remembered, the boy had indeed stolen her heart.

"Surely Sister Renita is a smart woman". "he muttered because he saw Ale had a very good memory. And once again, he already missed Ale.

Zoya comes out of the room with the book Wildan once brought. Tonight he's like lonely without Ale. His steps swung towards the living room that was directly connected to the balcony. There, Hans stops his hand from twitching his slightly dizzy head when he notices Zoya's presence. His eyes glanced at the yellow-coated book, which he believed was the ustadz giving that made his mood very bad.

"Zoy, can you massage my head for a second? "

"Yes, Mom! " Hans always makes sure Zoya answers yes. He had never received a rejection from his wife.

"Sit down here! " hans said by asking Zoya to sit on the sofa with him. Zoya complies. But then Hans immediately put his head on Zoya's lap, making the girl immediately stricken with nervousness. This is the first time he has to act like a couple. Actually, Zoya is getting used to Hans but not as close as she is today. According to Zoya Hans is quite a responsible husband even though at first Zoya knows Hans is very opposed to this marriage.

"Zoy, if it's upstairs you can open your hijab! No one will go upstairs except when cleaning the room" Hans said. Hans is not a bad husband to Zoya, the man has no reason to hate Zoya. But, if loving her might not have been, there was still Renita in her heart.

"Yes, Mom! " answered Zoya by starting a gentle massage on Hans' head.

"I love seeing you not veiled! " The sentence just slid, but Hans wanted to save the admiration for the face of the cabi and the beautiful hair of his wife.

Zoya opens her veil. His face reddened, blushing as Hans' gaze was right on his face. In fact, Hans's hand with his jail opened a loop of long hair that immediately fell apart on his smiling face.

Hans just wanted to tease Zoya, he was happy when he saw the cabi's cheeks turning red.

"Let's massage my head again! " hans' decree made Zoya gasp for being too busy regulating her heartbeat that seemed to be almost jumping.

"Like this? " ask Zoya trying to behave as habitually as possible. But Hans's gaze that did not turn away from him made his own torment in Zoya's heart. She had to work hard to cover up her nervousness.

"Why is your face blushing, Zoy?" Hans' extremely rare smile was now rising on the handsome face of the man. It was great to tease the shy girl who was near him.

"No, it's normal, Mom! " elak Zoya with a shy smile. Without them realizing it, there was a sense of happiness from such an interaction. Plus, the tiny hand massage really relaxes Hans.

"I miss Ale, Mas!" zoya's words make Hans look back at Zoya's round eyes. Their eyes clashed with each other. Without realizing it, perhaps more precisely Hans looks like a teenager who is kasmaran.

"Tomorrow we'll pick up Ale. I'll take you to Mama's house and I'll pick you up right back from work and we'll go straight to the party " explains Hans, who answered Zoya's nod. They spend time together, though they end up back sleeping in different rooms.

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Zoya prepares the clothes that Hans will wear during the party. After that he would dress Ale first.

Zoya can hear the roar of Hans's car as it enters Shanti's garage, Zoya speeds up her moves tying Ale's hair and finishing Ale's affairs. To welcome her husband.

"Darling, Ale was the same as old times huh? " pinta Zoya then lowers Ale off the makeup chair.

"Yes, Mama!" Zoya takes Ale out of the room, and takes him to Shanti who is watching TV in the family room.

"That's it.... Oma's granddaughter is pretty like an oma!" goda Shanti when she saw Zoya and Ale walking towards her.

"I'm Mama Zoya's millip, don't want to milip oma! "answered Ale with a murmur in front of his omens. According to Ale his omana was too old to be likened to him.

" Ma, get Ale! " said Zoya then walked forward to welcome Hans. When she finds Hans, Zoya salim and picks up the bag that her husband brought.

"I'll just change, Mom. "

"Well, I'll take a shower first." Hans enters the bathroom while Zoya changes clothes and adds a thin powdery brush and lipstick to her fair-skinned face.

Zoya again tidied up the part of her hijab to make it more neat. Hans came out of the bathroom. His eyes looked at the black-clad girl who looked elegant. Hans did not expect that Zoya could appear as elegant as that.

"Mas, I'm not good at putting on makeup! " zoya's words awaken Hans' admiration for him.

"No problem, that's good. I don't like women with thick make-up" Hans said, then took his clothes on the bed. Her inner self greatly praised Zoya's look, but she didn't seem to care much about everything.

They are now ready to leave. Zoya got into the car and grabbed Ale. Seeing their loss, Shanti was indeed very happy. It is not wrong that Shanti chose Zoya, even though she was only an important Aliyah graduate who could keep up with her son in any way.

Along the way Hans steals a glance towards Zoya, it feels like he has no boss seeing the girl next to him.

Hans turns his car around at a classic diner Anastasya had rented for his birthday. It seems that the invited guests have started to get crowded, from inside the car, all the guests look classy. The girl was really overwhelmed with anxiety, this was the first fancy party she attended.

Hans, opening the car door for Zoya, then takes Ale to carry her. His hand now took Zoya to enter the restaurant.

The room seemed crowded by guests, Hans saw many college friends invited by Anas. There are still standing but there are also those who sit on the table chairs that have been provided.

But before sitting down they greeted Ryan, Anisa, Dita, Varo, Albert and Anas themselves.

"Eh Zoya, I almost didn't know her! " said Ryan looking happy when he saw Hans and his little family. Responding to Ryan, Zoya simply gave a look at his sweet smile.

"Guests of honor are welcome to sit down! " varo teases her when he sees Hans embracing Zoya to take her sit.

Hans Puts Ale to sit alone.it is like a special guest sitting at a table with his mpun party. On Anas' orders, a waiter brought a menu for his special friend.

Zoya stared at the steak on her plate. She didn't want to make a mistake, because she didn't want to embarrass her husband. But, to eat a steak he had never.

"Come please, enjoy! " anas said, his eyes turned to Zoya who looked stiff. A cynical smile was seen on the lips of the woman who became a star for tonight.

It looks like Zoya groggy holding a knife and fork, also looks sausage slightly scattered on the edge of the plate. Hans cuts the steak on his plate before he stands replacing Zoya's plate with her plate.

"A Muslim won't give in to circumstances! " hans whispered in Zoya's ear before returning to her seat.

Zoya instead feeds the steak Hans gave Ale's mouth first.

"Hans looks like your wife needs a personality course to get into our class. " Hearing that sentence Hans simply blinked his eyes at Zoya.

"That need a personality course, those who are character crises, Ma'am! Those who need coaching to be able to appreciate others. "said Zoya gently with still a smile on her lips.

Hearing the words Zoya all laughed, more Ryan who did not really like Anas who spoke was never arranged.

Hans sticks out his hand, rubbing Zoya's back as if channeling strength, he knows Zoya has to muster all her courage to say that.

Seriate....