The Secret of Zoya's Love

Home Village 01

When the Adhan isya reverberated, Hans stopped his car right in a very simple house with a fairly dim lighting. At about seven o'clock in the evening they arrive at Zoya's house.

Hans glanced at Zoya who was even stunned. "Why not go down? " ask Hans then to kill his curiosity.

"Mother's house is small, there is no AC, the mattress is not soft! " bluff Zoya.

"It doesn't matter to me. " said Hans lightly.

"Ale? " sela Zoya.

"Originally with you, I'm sure Ale will be comfortable" Hans replied.

"Let's go in. I'll hold Ale. " Hans then exited towards the rear car door to lift Ale up. The boy squirmed and then opened his eyes.

"Papa, why is it dark? There are no lights? " Ale was confused while in Hans's sling. Looks dim lighting in the front yard of the house. In fact, the trees that grew soaring made the light rays blocked.

"If it's in Eyang's house, the lights can't be bright" Hans replied.

Zoya is greeted by two women at the door, her mother and sister.

"Good night, Mom! " welcome Hans Nurma with a smile and saliman Zahra when welcoming the arrival of his sister-in-law.

"Ale salim equals Eyang and Aunty." Zoya's edict followed by Ale.

"Ale carrying Eyang, huh? " asked Nurma after the boy had crucified one by one Eyang and Tante.

"That's it... Ale is already besal, Ale want to go alone! " with laughter, the boy sagged from Hans' sling.

"Come, you guys get in! " said Bu Nurma brought her son-in-law directly into the dining room with a very simple chair table.

"Ale let's play with Auntie! Later Aunt read a good story book. "take Zahra who then followed Ale, walking towards her room.

Zoya follows her mother in the kitchen. The sad-faced girl looked at her mother who was boiling water to make tea.

"Mas Hans prefers coffee, Mom! " said Zoya then took over her mother's job to make coffee and warm tea.

"Zoy, are you happy? " asked Ms. Nurma by looking at Zoya from top to bottom. Zoya's look is much better but she is still hesitant about Zoya's feelings, because she used to force her daughter to marry a one-child widower.

After stirring the coffee and tea. Zoya looked towards her mother. Then smile and take those wrinkled hands that feel rough.

"Zoya is very happy, Mom. Mas Hans is a good boy and Mama Shanti loves Zoya very much. I don't worry about Zoya. " Hearing her son's words, Nurma's heart was a little relieved but her eyes now looked teary.

"You're not lying, are you? " Nurma again assured the answer from her son.

"Mom, if Zoya is unhappy, Zoya will not reach the mother's house in a much better state than when Zoya left." explains Zoya, Nurma hugs her daughter with happiness, her tears just melt too. Likewise Zoya, those beautiful eyes also gave a drop of water that had condensed since.

"Zoya will bring coffee to Mas Hans first! " said Zoya then walked to the dining room, but the one in search even no presence in the original place, making Zoya look for the whereabouts of her husband.

"Mas, why are you lying here? " said Zoya when she saw Hans lying on a long bench made of bamboo on the terrace.

"Emang, why? " ask Hans still enjoying the fall. His head rests on an arm that has been bent.

"The mosquito is many, " answered Zoya then put a cup of coffee on a small table that has begun to decay.

"Yes, but I like the atmosphere and the sound of the crickets is different." He did enjoy the atmosphere that could not be found in the city, a quiet atmosphere, only in the sunshine with dim lights and tree trees that make the atmosphere more visible in the evening.

"Just a second! " answer Zoya. The girl went inside and returned with a mosquito burn.

Zoya sits her weight next to Hans's long-stretched legs, causing the man to rise. He was very happy when he had to get close to the shy girl, teasing her by leaving a red color on her cheek.

"Aren't you feeling cold, Zoy? " asked Hans by wiping both of his arms which were indeed blown by the night wind.

"Yes Mas, if it rains, it feels cold especially when on the terrace. The wind was blowing hard, " answered Zoya innocently. A cunning Smilirk embossed in the corner of the man's lips that were currently facing his wife's petite body.

"I hug ya, let it warm! " hans's tease leaves Zoya shocked. The girl was about to tilt her body away, but the sturdy arm was coiling so fast and strong, making the tiny body completely unmoved.

Zoya let out a long sigh by swallowing her saliva violently. Her chest was pounding as Hans face lowered against her small shoulder.

"Non sin, right? Got a reward, right? " Hans again set up a trap that allowed Zoya to only smile wryly and nod slowly.

"You've really never dated? " asked Hans still in the same position, Hans was so reluctant to take off the hug on the body that had become stiff because of nervousness. Zoya just shook her head, her face was hot withstanding embarrassment, her husband's breath was sweeping her cheeks. Zoya did not dare to look at the face beside her. It actually makes Hans feel very happy when teasing the girl who is actually halal for him.

"Papaaa." cried Ale running towards Hans and Zoya.

"Don't do this! Your mom can't breathe!" said Ale by hitting Hans' muscular arm with his tiny hand.

"Duch, who are you? Not supporting Papa. " Hans sewot with Ale's presence arriving. Every time he wanted to spend a lot of time with Zoya must have been disturbed by the puffer.

"Mama, Ale lapal!" said Ale with a ride on Zoya's lap. The boy smiled triumphantly as he managed to snatch his Mama Zoy. While Hans only glanced sharply at his daughter who was currently very annoying to him.

"Come Mas! dinner all together." Invite Zoya to make Ale then get off Zoya's lap and walk inside first.

"Ale eat the sandili, Ma! "

"Waaahh, Eyang's granddaughter is very sinister. "praise Nurma smiling towards Ale.

"Ale eat a lot, tomorrow let's go strong, Okay? " sela Zahra chimed.

"Okay, Auntie! " Ale started her dinner by reading a prayer she had already memorized.

Meanwhile, Zoya is still standing near Hans, fetching rice for him. But when she was about to turn to Hans to ask which side dish she wanted. Zoya was shocked when she found a one-eyed blink from her husband.

"Astagfirullah... This is a person kambet what? " murmured Zoya with a wry smile towards her husband.

"Mas, would you like to use cork fish pepes what grilled chicken? " ask Zoya still with a tingle with her husband's behavior. But, something made him more surprised when the big hand was embracing his waist from behind.

"Pepes only." replied Hans while holding his wife's body to remain standing nearby.

"Mama, later Ale was told about the crying prophet Ismail, huh, Ma? " said Ale with a mouth full.

"Say Ale wants to bobo with Auntie Zahra? " tease Hans with a glance at Zoya.

"No, no, Mama Zoya will be kissed and embraced by Papa. Zoya's mom belongs to Ale! " said the boy innocently. Several times, she caught Hans hugging Zoya while next to her. At once Zoya's face reddened, especially when she heard Deheman Zahra.

"Let's continue eating, continue to rest" said Bu Nurma trying to restore the situation when she saw the face of Zoya who blushed in shame because of the boy's words that seemed not to understand, if his words make Papa and Mama wrong.

Seriate.....

Do not be surprised if Mas Hans bring him want nyosor only hhahahaa.