The Secret of Zoya's Love

The Journey to Home Village.

Hans deliberately went straight home after the final hearing of the court's ruling on the claim of inheritance won by his client. He himself was surprised, the rich if he died it turns out there are still many affairs left behind, not to mention there will be a lot of accountability later when in the afterlife. Hans shuddered in horror moreover he felt that he was still far from religion. Perhaps it was one that might make Hans a little inferior to win Zoya's heart, other than their oversized lifespan. Both of these things put her and Zoya at very different points.

Meanwhile, the ustad that always makes him feel restless may be in accordance with the criteria of his wife. "It's annoying." Hans said as he turned the car he was driving into the road to his house.

Hans, just park his car in the yard. He thought, he'll be picking up Ale soon. That afternoon, Zoya said she missed the boy because Ale was staying at his Omanya house last night. Suddenly Hans took the initiative to take Zoya back to the village to visit her mother. Perhaps, he and Ale would be happy, he thought. Enthusiastically, Hans stepped inside.

His steps stopped, the man in his thirties was frowning when Zoya had been made to bother in the kitchen, even though he had just recovered from his illness.

Slowly, he steps up to his wife so that Zoya is unaware of her presence. The girl was indeed too focused when making Ale's favorite pudding and Mama Shanti's order.

"Bikin what? " whispered Hans, as he stood behind Zoya with his hands coiled around his wife's waist.

"Astagfirullah, Mommy. " It was almost as if the pudding had fallen off as Hans whispered softly near his ear.

"Why not ask Bi Muna to make the pudding? " ask Hans without changing his position, making Zoya misbehave. From yesterday Hans made her always nervous. Zoya blushed again when she remembered her first kiss that arrived at her husband yesterday.

"Fear is not suitable for the sweet measure, Mas. Moreover, Mama has diabetes." said Zoya, still by covering her nervousness when in contact with the man who looked at her closely.

"Well, this was taken to Mama? " ask hans in surprise.

"Yes, Mama called earlier, asked to bring pudding when picking up Ale. "Reported Zoya still stirring the chocolate pudding recipe on the stove.

Hans shifted his body slightly behind Zoya, his hand now resting on the pantry leaning in front of him, "Zoy, thank you for loving the people closest to me. " A moment Zoya's body goosebumps, not to mention a soft kiss that landed on her reddened cheek, it made the nerves in the tiny body like severed.

"Zoy, the pudding is overflowing! " said Hans by turning off the stove. A thin grin appears on her lips when she realizes Zoya's body has been sculpted with just a little touch.

"Yes Allah... " Zoya starts to wake up. How embarrassed he was, as Hans looked at him with a grin on his lips.

Hans then left his wife after teasing and saw the blushed face. Actually, it's not just Zoya who has to let her feelings down. He himself must also relieve his desire that always arises when it comes to contact with the white and delicate skin of his wife. But, she still feels Zoya is not ready to be asked for her rights as a husband.

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Increasing rain was leading their way. Even Ale, seen sleeping on Zoya's lap.

"Mas, are we moving away from home? " question Zoya in surprise when she saw that the road she was walking on was different from usual.

"We're going to mom's! Saturday's red date and holiday week. So there's a two-day holiday." Zoya then fell silent in her heart very happy, she had indeed missed her sister and mother.

Feeling the atmosphere getting darker, the rain was getting heavier even several times lightning struck in the air very horribly. Hans turns his car in a central store by a suburban retreat.

"We will wait for the rain to subside a little, Zoy" said Hans then opened the set and opened the car door and walked to the next door.

Zoya gets out of the car after Hans takes Ale from her lap. The boy woke up when his body switched to his papa sling.

"Duaaaaarrrrr" a lightning bolt that struck a tree on the side of the road makes Zoya clutching a tall athletic body nearby.

"Papa Ale is scared! " A parking roof made of aluminum clashing with the swift rain disguised his daughter's cries.

"It's okay! There was papa ya. " said Hans to calm the frightened Ale. He felt his wife was frightened when he felt Zoya's little hand clutching his shirt tightly.

"Usually when a tree falls, the lightning stops!" hans said by kissing the top of Zoya's head. Zoya releases her clutches in Hans's shirt as she enters the retreat. Even so, the man's arm did not come off to embrace his wife's body even though they were already sitting on a sofa.

After finishing a cup of coffee, the rain began to subside although it still left a thin drizzle.

"Zoya, how come you just bought that much by him? " asked Hans as Zoya carried a basket filled by the one she had chosen.

"It's been quite a lot of this, Mom! "

"Well let's continue the journey" said Hans.

"Ale just sit down, Pa! " le said as he slashed his body from his papa's lap.

"Smart boy." replied Hans then He stood up and let Ale run first towards the car.

"Mas, thank you! " said Zoya, who only answered Hans' arm on his head, he rubbed his wife's head.

"Mas, my hijab breaks later! " the first time Zoya protested. But, it made Hans happy. His wife is still a normal creature of God, because she still wants to protest.

About half an hour later they resumed their journey. Highlight sharp eyes that look into the rearview mirror, it turns out his daughter was back asleep.

"Look at Ale sleeping again, he asked to sit alone" Hans said with a smile and replied with a glance and a smile zoya. Happy, she feels like she has the perfect family. Although, he had not touched his wife with more.

The afternoon began to fall, when the sun began to gradually disappear westward. They entered an area far from the crowd, let alone seen the land still looks rough because it was flooded with rain.

"Mas, is Miss Naura Mas Hans' first love? " Suddenly Hans stepped on the brakes when he heard Zoya's question that was thrown suddenly arrived.

Those sharp eyes looked at Zoya in wonder. Seeing Hans' reaction, Zoya lowered her head. Perhaps, he had already wrongly asked that question.

"Yes, why? "

"Pantesan, he dared to kiss Mas Hans. " Zoya still felt jealous when he asked that.

"Trust me, we are just lawyers and clients" Hans replied.

"Although Mbak Naura won her cherry lawsuit? " Zoya bravely looked at Hans waiting for a response to confirm his next position.

Hans pulled the stiff nape of Zoya. Then give an ******* soft on the lips which further makes him charge it. Zoya just gasped for peeking never thought her question would be answered by her husband with a kiss on the lips.

"I won't let go of me until anytime! " the sentence was thrown when he started the engine of his car. Although, his face looks flat, but his mind laughs how much harder he is to control himself when he sees the lips of Ranum Zoya, lips that have not been able to respond when landing a kiss there.

"Only I will have you fully, Zoy." Hans muttered with a stare at the lonely road in front of him.

Repeatedly Zoya glanced at Hans with shame and fear. Afraid that her question made Hans angry, she had not seen the smile from her husband. In fact, Hans seemed reluctant to see it.

TBC.

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