The Secret of Zoya's Love

Commencing Punishment

Wildan chased after Nilla as the girl walked out of the classroom. Nilla was actually already feeling embarrassed when the handsome Lecturer continued to ask Zoya. Zoya's.. Zoya.. and zoya, even though Nilla herself lately busy looking for a comfortable cost.And it was just her get. Since, she was looking for part-time work, Nilla chose to only cost. The girl had a frenzy looking for part-time work so as not to be too burdensome for her father to finance his education.

"Nil." the baritone's voice forced Nilla to stop stepping.

"Otherwise, Mr Lecturer? I don't have much time to talk about Zoya that I don't know about yet. " Hearing Nilla's sentence straight to the point made Wildan chuckle.

"Don't you freak out why? Be a spinster, lo! " god Wildan.

"Ohhh the story nyubahin? " Nilla's getting upset

"Not-not swearing. " Wildan immediately read the sentence when she saw the face of the student's ketus.

"You why, the sewot arrived? " Wildan began to be sensitive to Nilla's mood which was quite bad.

"I'm busy. Want to sort out a new boarding room. "answered Nila.

"Well, aren't you at the cottage? Your father understands? " Wildan was surprised when Nilla said she had moved Kos.

"Mother already knows. It seems like you're starting to believe me. I also need extra allowance, next semester has started a lot of practice. If in the cottage is not good if it goes out." replied Nilla.

"Don't ask about Zoya!" continued Nilla, not unwilling to provide information, but Nilla also did not know the latest news Zoya.

"I'll buy you lunch? " taw Wildan, a handsome man with a calm face, began to persuade the girl who had been seen sewot.

"You are, for the ossification. "answer Nilla began to smile at the word tract.

Nilla runs first looking for public transportation to arrive at Wildan's designated cafe. Not only want to treat Nilla, Wildan will also offer Nila to become a private teacher. Yes, yesterday one of his friends was looking for a teacher for his son. Besides being able to teach, the teacher can also teach tajwidnya science as well.

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The second day Hans was at Mama Shanti's house. The man was pensive in musalla after performing the Isya prayer. Hans was still wearing a cocoa shirt and a sarong, his face looking lethargic since the tragedy that night. It might be his regret or also because he feels far from the people he cares about.

From the dining room, Mama Shanti noticed her beloved son. Two days at his home, Shanti sees Hans performing prayers. Really, his heart was so full. This is what he had hoped for all along. His son is obliged to remember the Very Creator.

After noticing Hans, Shanti glanced at Zoya who was preparing dinner in the kitchen. Zoya looks at Musalla. No matter what her daughter-in-law was thinking, the middle-aged woman could not guess. Can't be blamed, if Zoya still silences her husband. After all, Shanti was also the one who asked Zoya to teach her son a lesson.

"Mama, when are we having dinner? Ale's already lapal." ale arrives standing beside him and pulls Zoya's string.

"This is just Mama's ready. Ale call Papa at the musalla for dinner, yeah! " said Zoya. Ale immediately ran to the back of the house to look for his papa who was still sitting on the porch of the musholla.

"Zoy, get Mama sambal matah, yeah! " pinta Shanti when she saw Zoya shift the dinner menu from the pantry to the dining table.

"Yes, Ma." said Zoya. His steps came to a halt when his steps were blocked by a tall body holding ale from musholla.

Hans looked at him expectantly. I hope Zoya will say hello. But, she has to go back to being patient, as Zoya shifts her steps and goes back to walking towards the pantry.

"Papa, let's hurry! " Ale pulled her papa's arm towards the dining table.

After finishing all, Zoya returned to the dining table. Everyone was already there.

"Ale really wants to eat alone? " ask Zoya while filling Ale's plate.

Hans looks at her, usually Zoya comes first. But, he realized that his wife did not want to serve him anymore.

"Patience, Hans. It's time to learn to love the sincere. " Hans was monologuing in his heart. He started filling his own plate. Perhaps, it wasn't easy for Zoya to forgive her mistakes.

Everything looks calm. The bully was silent because he enjoyed his meal. From earlier Hans glanced at his wife's food, Zoya looked tasteless.

Zoya looked at Hans. whereas, her husband was just smiling. Zoya felt very guilty. She was supposed to be serving her husband, but now she's kind of ignoring him. "What kind of wife am I, O God? " summer in the heart.

"Zoy, tomorrow start the cooking course, right? " ask Shanti, when she saw that ayu's face was bowed.

"Yes, Ma." answered Zoya.

"Now pick up Ale for Mama! " clearly Shanti. He is deliberately looking for busyness for Zoya.

"Oh yeah, he came home to the supermarket to buy Mama some bread. "

"Yes, Ma. Zoya also wanted to find a book in the book bazaar near the supermarket, " replied Zoya.

After changing into a home shirt, Hans approached Ale who was playing in front of the TV accompanied by Zoya. But, Hans' presence makes Zoya go to the room.

"Where is Mama going? Ale's coming! " teel shouted with Hans hand pulling to follow him as well.

The boy went into the room and went straight up to the bed, when he saw Zoya was already lying there.

"Mama, let's talk about the Prophet Abu Bakr's friend Ash-Shiddiq." pinta Ale.

"Papa, come here? " Ale pulled Hans' arm to lie down next to her. Hans seems hesitant, but seeing Zoya not responding he ends up enjoying the fall while listening to Zoya tell him about Sahabat Abu Bakr Ash-Shiddiq.

Hans never tired of watching the pretty face in front of him, he also listened to what Zoya told him about the brave and always fair role model.

"Sayidah Aisha is like her father? " ask Hans, at the end of Zoya's story.

"Yes, Syayidah Ayesha inherited the nature of Abu Bakr's friend Ash-Shiddiq who was obedient to defending his religion and his Messenger." replied Zoya, but those beautiful eyes only stared at Ale.

"So tomorrow Ale has to be a devout Muslim, yes! Ale also had to be smart like Syayidah Aisyah in order to take care of herself. "said Zoya, Hans just fell silent. She promised Zoya that whatever she did, she would accept it.

"Yes, Ma. Fine-grained fine-grained bial kayak Shiyidah Aisyah. "reply Ale.

"Now Ale is reading a prayer for sleep. Tomorrow should go to school. "said Zoya by gently rubbing the padlock's buttocks.

Hans was still enjoying the face he had already missed. Ale gave him the opportunity to enjoy the beautiful sculpture of the Creator. Just a few minutes, Ale had fallen asleep as well as Zoya who had been pura pura sleep also fell asleep.

"Zoya Kamila, I should have realized from yesterday that you were mine. Because of my arrogance and greed that wanted to have you completely. now it just keeps you away from me. I should have learned to love you sincerely instead of putting my ego forward. " Hans got out of that bed. He enveloped the two women who were curled up before coming out of his old room.

"Hans." called Mama Shanti when she saw Hans coming out of her room.

"Yes, Ma" replied Hans then walked over to his mother who was sitting on the sofa.

"What's your next plan? "asked Mama Shanti.

" Hans had no plan. Hans just wanted Zoya to forgive me" Hans said languidly.

"Where were you three days ago? Mama had come to your house but said Bi muna you never sleep at home. "

"Hans slept in the apartment. "ans replied Hans then leaned his back against the body of the sofa. He let out a long sigh as if tired of this punishment.

"Brkoraangh... " Hans tiptoed in shock, as the sound of broken items sounded. The man ran off to his old room which was the source of the sound.

Seriate.....