The Secret of Zoya's Love

Kyara

Hans took Ale out of the elevator. The child jumped up and down with excitement because he was going to meet his mother. The athletic tall man also dragged a suitcase containing the needs of Ale and Zoya to temporarily stay in the apartment.

"Where are we going? " question Ale was still curious about a place that was still unfamiliar to him.

"While we're going to live in Papa's apartment" Hans said by pressing the keyword of his apartment entrance.

"Assalamualaikum." cried Ale immediately looking for the whereabouts of Zoya.

"Mama Zoyaaaa.." Ale continued yelling excitedly when he saw Zoya sitting on the sofa in front of the TV. Ale immediately scattered and hugged Zoya making Zoya throw her body on the carpet.

"Remember, dear." said Zoya stretching Ale's embrace. The boy immediately took the back of Zoya's hand and sat on her mother's lap. Not to forget, Ale's hands instantly coiled around Zoya's back.

"Ale, you sit alone! Kasian Mama if you have to me you. "said Hans approached the two women. The man landed his kisses to the top of the heads of the two in turn.

Ale moves, but still puts his arm around Zoya's neck. The puffed-up boy was still struggling spoiled in a small body that was almost overwhelmed to compensate for his movements. Ale really misses Zoya.

"Pa, where's the baby grandpa? I want to play with the baby. " Ale started whining when she didn't see the baby as she had imagined.

"The baby's brood is still in Mama's belly" Hans replied curiously as he sat his weight next to Zoya.

"Mas Hans this..." Zoya pinched her husband's thigh by pulling the corner of her eye towards Hans. Zoya is eager to protest Hans's answer to the lie to Ale.

"Let's not bring anymore, was on the road whining continues to ask toys for baby adek." replied Hans.

"Kok in the pelut? " ask Ale with a look of wonder Zoya's stomach is still as usual.

"Cock-a-boy mama's mouth? No baby grandpa? " lick Ale with still watching Zoya's stomach.

"Mas Hans replied to Ale. " Zoya smiled making her husband rub the nape because he had to think about continuing his lie.

"Ale asked for martabak, right? If the cold is not good, lo! " said Hans distracting his daughter. He knew that Ale would be more enthusiastic when it came to food.

"Oh yeah..." Ale departs from Zoya's body, intending to find her egg martabak.

"Ale, wash your hands first! " Zoya stands up to take Ale to wash his daughter's hands and then shakes the martabak to the plate.

"Zoy, bring it here! I want to, too, " cried Hans. Zoya also brought a plate of martabak in front of the TV.

"Mama, why put on that ugly shirt." Ale always made Hans stare at his daughter.

"Just son, you say ugly clothes. You don't know expensive stuff." - Hans grumbled, he didn't take his shirt for a bad one. Ale's words, the boy's innocence sometimes does make Hans anxious.

"Father, wash your hands first! "pekik Ale half-cried with Hans' hand ready to pluck a piece of martabak.

"Oh Allah, this brat is more than his mouth." While grumbling Hans walked over to wash his hands. Meanwhile, Zoya only smiles when she sees two people who are sometimes hostile like cats and rats.

Their first night in the apartment. Ale fell asleep on Zoya's lap, after eating a martabak and a few minutes of watching television the boy was no longer flinching.

"I'll move Ale to the room. " Hans lifted Ale's body and brought her into the room.

Zoya replaced the television show with a Korean drama after a few hours she enjoyed watching cartoons.

"Zoy, did you eat? "

"Not yet, lazy me, Mas."

"Later stomach acid rose, nausea nausea kayak yesterday. What do you want to eat? " Hans asked again and put down Zoya's hand asking for a massage.

"I no longer taste, I had eaten martabak too, Mas." replied Zoya with a massage on her husband's head.

"Zoy, you'll be sick" Hans said, holding Zoya's hand to stop massaging.

"Tomorrow in the morning, Mas. I'm afraid of vomiting, cold weather makes my mouth feel good."

"If I eat you, how? " seductive Hans made Zoya let out a long sigh. Not daring to refuse but he still feels pain due to last night's struggle.

"All right. I give you a pause, deh! But, you always make me lust, Zoy! " Hans unfiltered talk made a red hue on Zoya's face. Although he had done it twice, he was still embarrassed when Hans teased him.

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After hearing the news that a new lawyer from his firm had arrived late for the hearing, Hans felt very angry.

"If you can't be a professional lawyer, just back off! " said Hans with his face. His emotions seemed to be in ubun ubun, according to him coming late to the trial is a very fatal thing.

"Originally you know! The trial doesn't need your beauty or your sexy look. Come to the hearing only use the event late and without confirmation as well. How do you handle a complicated case?" This time Hans really has no base anymore.

"You know, their fate is at stake. You even take their case lightly. Graduates abroad but not becus. " The words that came out of Hans' mouth made Kyara bow, her tears just sliding. He was wrong.

"Now I ask again. You can still not focus on being a professional lawyer." asked Hans slightly weakened his tone, but still gave emphasis. Hans, indeed always monitor the performance of his lawyers even though sometimes without them knowing.

"Capable. I will try to give my best." Kyara replied in a choked voice.

"You can get out of my room now "Hans, set his emotions back. While kyara was still downcast, she was like a shock upon seeing Hans anger towards her as no one had dared to scold her like that yet. Yes, if it wasn't for her father willing to seek a lot of experience maybe she wouldn't want to be intimidated like that.

"Wait...! " Kyara stopped her steps.

"Wearing proper clothing while working. All your clothes are so impolite to wear in an office environment." Hans was no longer responsible for reprimanding Kyara. All this time he felt uncomfortable with the way Kyara dressed, spread the charm to and fro making the office atmosphere into a scene. Eagerly, the girl walked out of the room with her tears.

Hans breathed his breath. After letting out all the emotions and uneasiness about her senior daughter. He felt relieved again. All this time, he was still looking for the right time to reprimand the girl's behavior and manner of dressing.

Seen a call from 'Mylovely' made Hans immediately take his phone.

"Assalamualaikum." Hans sentence hangs.

"Sir, this is tentor cooking Zoya Ma'am. Zoya's mom fainted at the course." between tentor cooking Zoya. Instantly Hans immediately took the keys to his car and ran small towards the parking lot.

Her heart was so anxious when she heard Zoya was unconscious. Hans drove his car at high speed. Bad thoughts started to pop into his brain. Some days he sees Zoya not lust after food, even sometimes Zoya's face looks pale.

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