
Experience will make us smarter and adversity will make us stronger.(Quotation by author).
Zoya walks closer to Naura and Hans. His hands had started to cool, the burst of feeling in his chest was still being held back with all his might.
"Can I talk to my husband, Ma'am?" Zoya's words sound sharp, like an allusion to reinforce her position among them. The highlight of the sad eyes was now mixed with the blaze of all the flavors that tormented him all this time. That's how to get Naura out of Hans' room.
"Well, we'll meet again later, Hans." Naura said on her tiptoes kissing Hans's cheek. Zoya simply turned her face away, with her gulp of salivary roughly holding the rumble in her chest. While Hans was amazed to see the reaction of Naura who seemed to attack Zoya by showing if he had mastered Hans.
The beats of the hells rang out loud clashing with Hans' room floor made of marble. The atmosphere was silent for a moment, until Naura was really not seen again in the room.
"Sit, Zoy! " her orders make Zoya walk up to the sofa and drop her body there.
"What's wrong? " continued Hans. Now, they sit face to face.
"Ale asked Mas Hans continuously. I hope Mas Hans can take a moment for Ale. " Zoya's prologue sentence made Hans realize, if this ending he didn't think about Ale, he just put it all together with Zoya.
"I'll be home early. "
"Mas, if Mas Hans is already uncomfortable with this marriage... " Zoya was silent for a moment, he set his throat that felt dry. Meanwhile, he had to endure all the pain that was bubbling up in his chest.
"Remove me from this marriage, Mas. "godly but still clearly heard in Hans' ears. Like a kick hitting right in his chest, it was unexpected that Zoya would say that. His jaw instantly hardened, a sharp gaze cast on the figure sitting in front of him. But, his mouth did not have the strength to say any words. Shocked, that's what Hans feels right now.
"What do you mean? " His sharp tone of voice sounded like a stifled emotion.
"There's nothing to keep in this marriage, especially for Ale. This kind of situation and condition was not good for Ale's development. And About Mama, yesterday we have spoken, it is no longer an open secret as the scandal Mas Hans and Mbak Naura. Mama is also sincere, if I want this parting." explained Zoya, her body feels cold heat when she has to dominate a conversation.
"So, Mas Hans could escape this bond and go on to live a much more comfortable life with the right people. Ale needs a whole family environment, Mas "obviously Zoya then he pulled out a card and thrust it in front of Hans.
"Is this Zoya Kamila? " sneer Hans at seeing Zoya's reaction returns the ATM card she once gave him. According to him, Zoya is overrated.
"That's all I want to talk about, Mom. I'm sorry I've been troubling you all this time."
without waiting for Hans to react, Zoya stood up and walked out of the room immediately.
Zoya came out of Hans' room hurriedly along with a cry that could no longer be contained. His small running steps made Ryan undo the intention to greet him. With sign language, the tall man asked Diana about what was going on, while Diana simply replied with a shudder.
"Pyaaar.... "
"Braa..... "
Inside the room, Hans slammed his phone.kicking a table near the sofa until his glass broke. His heart rumbled with anger. She did not expect, Zoya dared to tell him that.
" Pyaaarrr... " And lastly, an urn he had bought from Germany, he slammed it down.
But still his anger and emotions never subsided, even though the atmosphere of the office was messy. His face was flushed red withstanding the heated turmoil of his blood.
"Forgive me, O God, if I choose something that You hate. "he murmured inwardly along with his sobs. His emotions began to subside and he decided to go home. At home, he left Ale to Bi Muna.
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Zoya tries to act ordinary in front of Ale. Although now his heart is so agitated when he remembers something, he will lose the daughter he already loves.
"Ale we play in front of the TV, yuk! " take Zoya with you, after Ale takes an afternoon shower. Since Hans often came home late, Zoyalah always accompanied Ale to play.
Zoya held Ale's hand out of the room, she turned on the TV and sat on the hairy carpet.
"Mama, when are we going for a walk? " ask Ale.
"Tomorrow for a book, yuk! " The plan, Zoya will take Ale to a very cheap book market in this city.
"Sama Aunt Nila bial lamai, Ma." said Ale.
"We'll see tomorrow, okay? Aunt Nila is in a boarding school, so can't go out carelessly " replied Zoya. Nila was indeed close to Ale, as she often bought Ale Ale his favorite chocolate.
"Ale, here Mama kisses. What's scented yet? " The weapon that Zoya always uses when she wants to kiss her beloved daughter.
"It smells like donk! " alley said standing with her hands around Zoya's neck.
Instead of kissing the boy, Zoya hugged Ale instead. The moment they fell silent with each other embracing left Ale confused.
"Ale, if there's no mama, Ale's like Papa and Oma, huh? Ale is also an independent child, can eat alone and do not forget Ale must be diligent in praying and teaching. ", said Zoya while kissing Ale's forehead.
"Where are you going? "
"Mama will soon pay with Aunt Nila, so Mama can no longer accompany Ale. Ale has to be Mama's cool kid, yeah! " Zoya replied, if only he had rights over the boy in front of him, it would be inging to take Ale away with him
"Mama can't be a jug! Mama accompany Ale, who ngajalin Ale njai and pray, who made Ale chicken bubul? " whimpers Ale by wriggling Zoya until Zoya's small body is overwhelmed.
"Ale." the baritone's voice stopped Ale. Hans was standing near the stairs.
"Papa. papa has come home. " cried Ale with a scourge towards Hans excitedly.
"Papa, tell me mom don't come. Ale doesn't want to sendili with Oma. Oma could not make cakes, nor could she make delicious chicken bubbles" Ale said in his papa sling.
Hearing her daughter's words her heart ached. There was a feeling he was not aware of, a feeling that made the corner of his heart feel pained when he heard Zoya was about to leave. But, she had no reason to hold him back for a stay.
Seriate...
The cheap book market that was near Malioboro at that time...There is a collection of bookstores that sell books for 30 to 50% of the original price.