The Secret of Zoya's Love

Adek To Ale

Hans gets out of the car, in a panic, he runs small towards the room where Zoya used to cook. His presence attracted the attention of many people, his elegant appearance, charismatic character, handsome face and proportional body made him the center of attention. But, he doesn't care anymore. Right now, he was really worried about his wife.

"Sir Zoya is in the next room. " When he saw the hans, the forty-year-old woman took Hans to the room where Zoya lay.

"Mas." called Zoya when she saw her husband's presence at the door.

"Papa... Mama is sick, Hik hik" Ale who is still as excited as it was running towards Hans who will step closer to Zoya. The leg was restrained, making Hans choose to hold Ale closer to Zoya. After picking up Ale, Zoya takes her cooking class.

"Mama's okay" said Hans to his daughter, who looked worried about Zoya.

"Dear, what's wrong with you? " Hans' spontaneous "dear' call made Zoya's heart get an unusual vibe, as if something was taking her flying.

"The father should take Zoya to the obgyn's doctor "when the forty-year-old woman approaches them.

"Obgyn's? " repeated Hans, he was a little hesitant because of the excitement he suddenly felt when he heard it.

"Yes, it looks like Zoya is pregnant. But it's best to make sure first, "bu Windy's suggestion made Hans nod in agreement. Hans can't help but smile when he imagines that Zoya is really pregnant.

Still holding Ale, Hans helped Zoya get up, "can you walk? Or want to be in a car? " hawless Hans half teases Zoya who already looks shy.

"I'll walk, Mas. " Hans flanked his wife's tiny body towards the car. They were indeed hurtling towards the nearest maternity clinic.

The man who is currently holding his daughter's gembulnya was difficult to muffle his heart that is increasingly pounding when he heard the explanation of the doctor named Diah tag. Happiness now rippled in his heart.

"Good Mother Zoya. The fetus in the mother's womb is approximately three weeks old. So, Zoya's mother must be careful, do not be too tired and take care of her food nutrition yes. "clear doctor Diah when showing a fetus as small as corn seeds on the monitor screen on Zoya. A smile shows how happy Zoya is right now. Now, a nurse helped him get up and walked to the doctor's desk .

"Yes..." Zoya's lips can only call her husband without being able to say another word. Those beautiful eyes were glazed with glass followed by a sweet smile that adorned the face.

"I'm happy, Zoy. " Hans hugged Zoya. The happiness of both of them, now can not be stopped anymore.

"Ehem.. ehm." deheman Diah's doctor made them realize from a soaring sense of happiness.

"What pain mama? " tanya Ale still displayed a puzzled expression staring at Mama and her papa.

"Beautiful child, soon will have a sister. "said doctor Diah by writing a prescription vitamin for zoya.

"When? " ask Ale, feeling from yesterday will have adek but adeknya not there until now.

"Still long. Ale's patient, wait for the scene. Keep your mom healthy! " clear Hans.

They came out of the examination room with a sumringah face. After redeeming the vitamins, Hans took them back to the car.

"Mas, we're shopping for materials first huh? " take Zoya while they are in a car driving towards the apartment.

"Alright, madam." replied Hans still staring at Zoya. He couldn't bear to let go of his happiness.

"Mas Hans's.... "

"Why, Zoy? Tok cer, huh?" goda Hans glanced at his wife again. It turned out that there was no boss for Hans to look at his wife. The smile was reluctant to recede from the charismatic handsome face.

"Mas, there's Ale. Mbok yes, filtered a little talk. "zoya's protest made Hans even laugh. He then took Zoya's hand and grasped it tightly.

"Zoy, I haven't taught you much style. Uh, don't know it even Hans junior was nongol first. " Hans face looked solemnly staring at the road ahead. But her speech made Zoya very greget with her husband.

"What style, Papa? " At last, too, the boy who had just been silent at the back. It turns out that his name is a child, it still pays attention and his curiosity is too big.

"Frog style, Ale! " answered Hans.

"Ale can already do that. Ale can ngajalin Mama. " said Ale again.

"Ale pinter's son. But, let Papa teach you Mama, yes!" hans said, holding his laughter. Meanwhile, Zoya turned her face to hold back her annoyance and anxiety at the person next to her for speaking carelessly.

Hans turned his car right in front of a convenience store not far from their apartment. Before taking Ale in the back seat, he opened the car door for Zoya first. For Zoya this is very excessive, but Zoya only displays her smile as a thank you.

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Wildan's still waiting for Nilla on the girl's boarding terrace. Nilla had just placed her bike near the boarding fence. He could guess what happened when he saw the calm-faced man looking at him listlessly. It's been half an hour and waiting for Nilla.

"Assalamualaikum, Mr. Ustad. " said Nilla by landing his body on a chair. Tired of traveling from home where he teaches private teaching is quite far away.

"Wa'alaikumsalam, just got home? " ask Wildan still gently by staring at the pouting face of the brown-hooded girl.

"Yes, I already know that. "alloh Nilla with a lazy tone. He knew for sure Zoya again would be the topic when he saw the young scrappy face.

"Sweet little why, Nile? Let it be more beautiful. "

"Since when, Mr. Ustad pinter wooed? " attack Nilla with a sharp look at the man in front of her.

" New learning has not been sinter, since the heartbreak, yesterday Zoya said she had accepted her marriage and she was also happy with her husband." confided Wildan colongan as usual.

"Yesterday anywhere, Mr. Ustad. After all, Pas Ustad should have known to snatch the wife of the man's sin. The hadith is intended for women only. If taking a husband people are not recognized by the people of Rosul later. Mr. Ustad knows better, right? " Nilla used to say clearly about what she was thinking.

"Oh my God, you speak it a little edited so it's more subtle for the broken hearted man, Nill. " Not only was his face covered with calm but Wildan's innate nature was also very gentle.

"Well, yuk! " wildan's sentence suddenly made Nilla's eyes round. He did not understand the meaning of the words of the man who was a village with him.

"meaning? " tanya Nilla was still confused.

"Yes, marriage. I'll propose to you. "so Wildan lightly.

"Ogah ah." Nila's spontaneous answer made Wildan lean his body on the body of the chair.

"When there used to be a lot of Middle Eastern girls who I was convinced to marry. There are also some from Indonesia but I refused it. Uh, not to mention now in the push here and there. "creepy Wildan looks disappointed. Nilla pensively for a moment. No one wants to reject a man as good and as handsome as Wildan.

"Well if it's just for the runaway." continued Nila. He also does not want to be a place to escape his disappointment.

"I'm serious, Nile. There's no point in me looking for an escape, but maybe it's time I got married. Maybe I don't love you completely. But we can learn from each other, right?" persuade Wildan. Some days he was praying Istikharoh but what looks instead Nila. Ketus girl who accidentally is always the place to vent. Maybe God chose someone who was comfortable even though he could not love fully. That's what Wildan thought when he interpreted his instructions.

"Hows it? Later if you want to let Abah and Ummi come to your house as soon as possible. " Nilla swallowed her saliva. It had never occurred to him that Wildan was now proposing to him. Should it be happy or sad? Nilla herself was confused.

"Oh yes, later if Zoya nitip calligraphy just let me know. I'll take it here" said Wildan, then move from his seat leaving Nilla still dumbfounded.

"Ehhhh, give me a month to think about your offer, Mr. Ustad! " Nila half-screamed as Wildan reached her side of the car.

"Don't call me Mr. Ustad. I'm not Ustad. Accounts are just speakers." reply Wildan then get in the car. For Wildan, Ustad's status was very heavy. He felt that only a speaker would transfer what he knew to the one who would listen.

Seriate....

Sorry yes last night I turned out to move dimensions to dreamland so Up deh heheheh...