The Secret of Zoya's Love

Eat Middle Malem

Zoya is trying to get away from Hans. Hans did consider the incident last afternoon with Naura was something that no longer needs to be discussed with Zoya. Meanwhile, Zoya is silent still dramatizing what she has seen. He also felt a great sense of jealousy, even though he tried to neutralize and act ordinary.

At nine o'clock in the evening Zoya intends to catch up with Ale who already seems asleep, while Hans is still visiting the house next door, he said it was his playmate's house first.

Actually since the incident earlier this afternoon, Zoya did not want to see Hans, but she did not want to look noticeable in front of her mother-in-law and Ale. Zoya's beautiful eyes tried to shut. But, the shadow of the two people who were hugging was like being in the corner of his eyes. How the woman hugged Hans tightly, as if only her husband was the right person to be her protector. Despite being closed, Zoya's eyes still feel hot. In fact, in the corner of his eyes still dripped a speck of water. "It turns out jealousy hurts this much! " summer in the heart.

Hearing someone open the door, Zoya further set her pretense as if she would have fallen asleep.

"Why doesn't Hans go to the next room! " inwardly, Zoya is also worried that her husband will sleep in the same room as her and Ale. How can he pretend to sleep for a long time, while drowsiness also never come.

Hans stared at the tiny body in front of him. He begins to memorize Zoya's curled-up sleeping style, making her think, perhaps because that's what keeps her from getting high. Her lips smiled amusedly as her mind rubbed against Zoya's petite body.

"Zoy, are you asleep? " asked Hans by laying down next to Ale, precisely in front of Zoya.

Zoya herself is still silent, even though she can't stand it if she has to pretend to sleep.

"Zoy...! " call Hans by touching the end of his wife's lashes, he knows that Zoya is just pretending. I don't want Zoya to open her eyes.

"What's up, Mom? " ask Zoya.

"I can't sleep! " answered Hans.

"Keep, what do you need Hans? " Zoya actually wants to finish their conversation.

"My company is talking! " Hans looked at the eyes that always took his eyes off his gaze. For several months he married the girl, a little bit he recognized the nature and habits of his wife who most like to keep things on her own.

"I'll go back first, Mom! ". Zoya's back down the bed. Without answering Zoya's words, the sharp eyes continued to follow until his wife disappeared from behind the bedroom door.

Zoya chooses to go to the kitchen, for a moment she is silent, thinking what she will do to wait for her husband to fall asleep first.

Sardines, he's thinking of making sardines. In addition to avoiding Hans, his stomach also returned to feeling hungry because he was not too tasteful when breaking the fast.

Zoya begins to pick up one small tin can that she will cook, not forgetting she also adds chili slices, onions and white undersides.

All the additional herbs were ready, this time he would open the can with a large knife. In addition to the difficulty of opening it, he was also not used to cooking canned food. His hand stuck the tip of the knife and will be hit with a swipe, "That's not how my dear you! " a heavy voice rang out near his ear and the large hand that was wrapping it from behind took over the kalem. Zoya turned her head, their bodies that almost touched it made Zoya's blood flow as if swishing all over the body. Zoya just pecked, feeling her body instantly freeze, while Hans shifted her body and took the can opener to open the can of sardines.

"I also want to eat in masakin sardines" Hans said by handing over the can . Instead of leaving, the tall man waited for Zoya from behind.

Zoya just fell silent, she did not pay too much attention to the people who were nearby. It was a free attempt to avoid.

"You crying, Zoy? " asked Hans to see Zoya rubbing the corner of his eye.

Without a conversation, Zoya finishes cooking the sardines. Just to drain the food on the plate, the girl who was not wearing the hijab turned her body to take the plate on the shelf behind Hans. The man who was currently blocking his wife deliberately did not give way, making Zoya throw her shoulders with a sharp look towards Hans.

"What's wrong? Let's say! " hans said by pressing the cheek of the cabi Zoya with two palms framed on the face of his wife ayu.

"I'm okay, Mom! "

"Zoy, you're good at covering things up but you're not a good liar" Hans said, raising Zoya's face. The pretty iris of the eye is filled with fluid that makes it look glassy. On the ground, Hans grabbed his wife's head, and drowned it in the chest of his field.

"I'm sorry, it's not my max to leave you in the car. I was just too worried about Nolla. "once again Hans sentence it felt pierced his heart, how big his worry without caring if someone is still in his car. But, Zoya begins to control her feelings. If he felt that pain because his own feelings were growing too wild in his heart.

Hans stretched his grip, he re-examined the round eye bead in front of him.

"Don't cry! I would feel guilty if you cried for my fault. "persuade Hans then rub the moist side near those beautiful eyes.

"I'll prepare the food first, Mom!" Zoya then takes the plate and brings the food to the table.

"Zoy, half the usual portion! " pinta Hans as Zoya picks up rice and side dishes for her. Zoya also, he only took half the portion than usual.

At eleven o'clock in the evening they had their second dinner. However, Zoya's cooking always tempts Hans, although it must end with adding the timing to the Gym. The man really keeps his body shape.

"Loh-loh... What are you doing? Why not wake your mom up if you have a big meal. " Shanti who intends to take drinking water was surprised by her son and daughter-in-law.

"Yes Ma, Zoya is hungry. Zoya get Mama ready, okay? " tag Zoya who has stood up.

"No, it's too late. Mama there is diabetes can not eat continue to sleep. "shanti refused to make Zoya sit back.

"Zoy..don't you get pregnant, honey? " continued Shanti with eyes sparkling expectantly.

"Uhuk uhuk... " Hans was listening to his mother's words. Zoya immediately stood up to get some water to drink to her husband, and Hans's face turned red.

"Slowly, Mother! " bluff Zoya rubbed Hans' back.

"Why Hans? Is it wrong for Mama to ask like that? You guys have been married for a few months. "

Hans just nodded in response to his mother's remark, he himself was still waiting for some discomfort in his chest due to the sprains.

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