The Secret of Zoya's Love

Drama Before Bed

Anger that fills her heart, making Zoya choose to sit on the bedside. Waiting for Hans to come out of the bathroom. Despite trying to hold back her anger, Zoya still can't suppress it. He was very disappointed with Hans who had quietly taken the book that became his privacy.

"Zoy, why don't you sleep? " asked Hans as he exited the bathroom and found Zoya staring at him. He had not noticed his wife's sharp gaze. Hans was still scrambling his wet hair. The glint of water droplets that still moisturize the burly body makes it look more sexy. But, that did not reduce Zoya's disappointment.

"Why, Honey? " it was repeated by gently rubbing his wife's chin. Hans still did not understand if Zoya was looking at him angrily.

"What is this, Mom? " Zoya shows his worn-out diary in front of Hans with glassy eyes.

"Hmmmm.. sorry, Zoy." said Hans excited because he could no longer find excuses when he was caught keeping his wife's diary.

"Mas Hans is outrageous, Mas. Hans never appreciated me. " Zoya's tears have melted down his cheeks. Hans speechless. He feels guilty for stealing information about Zoya's diary.

"Sorry, Zoy. " It was just that sentence that came out of Hans' lips.

"Sorry, sorry hik hik..... " Zoya shed his tears.

"Mas Hans never appreciated me. Hans never thought of me either. Hik hik. "

"Zoy, it's not like that..." Hans no longer understood what to explain to his wife.

"Otherwise? From the beginning of marriage Mas Hans was never kind, even more concerned with the affairs of an ex-boyfriend and that made me hurt when the woman kissed my husband in front of my eyes and my husband took it for granted. hik hik. " Hans rubbed his nape, he felt this was not a matter of diary books anymore. This was more of an expression of Zoya's anger that had been restrained all along. Yes, Hans let Zoya vaporize everything. Maybe, it'll be much better.

"I was wrong, Zoy. I'm sorry. Don't cry anymore, yeah! " persuade Hans, the thin-lipped man got a rejection when he was about to touch a small shoulder that shook with his cry.

"Not to mention when Mas Hans took away my girlhood by***my vocabulary. It was the first time and should have been the most beautiful for me, not hurt me. hik hik hik." Zoya's anger, her voice still soft. I don't know if all this makes Hans want to laugh, but in the end. Perhaps, the peculiar nature of pregnant women. If it is like this, his wife whines for food rather than having to see him cry.

"Zoy, I'm sorry. I was wrong a lot with you. I'm gonna try to fix it, Zoy. " This time Hans forced the woman sitting crying by the bedside into his arms.

"You can hit me, if it makes you better" Hans said, taking Zoya's arm and hitting her flat belly.

"Bugh... "

"Auhhh. "ringis Hans when the tiny hand hit him. Hans did not expect that Zoya would actually hit. In fact, all this time angry even he just fell silent, most bitterly crying. Shouting has never been and only this time the tiny hand was acting anarchic.

"I'm upset, I'm angry with Mas Hans. "zoya's raving made Hans drown his wife's crying face in her hard belly. His hand rubbed the small back gently.

"You can be angry, you can hate me but never think of leaving me. I won't be able to, honey, " said Hans to make his wife's hand on the back of his shirt slightly loosened.

Hans stretched his embrace then gave the distance to stare at the puffy face due to the crying.

"Darling, I'm sorry. Don't cry anymore, you baby sister! " cloak Hans by rubbing into two moist cheeks Zoya alternately. The man bends his legs and bends his body to match Zoya's.

"Give me a chance to right my wrongs. But please don't cry anymore. Kasian the stomach. " Hans wrapped his arm around Zoya's waist. He lands a kiss on Zoya's still flat stomach.

"Yes..! " But Zoya warns her husband. On the ground, his hand pushed Hans' body as it felt amused.

"For that diary I'm sorry. I just want to know your teenage years, Zoy. We've become husband and wife, there's nothing to cover up, honey. " Hans is still persuading Zoya to be calmer.

"But I'm ashamed. That was in my heart long ago. " Zoya turned his face away because he was really embarrassed.

"If now? Who is in your heart? " ask Hans quite curious.

"Hair dried first, let's not catch a cold. "

"Hairdyernya in front of the TV, Mas. "said Zoya makes Hans then walk out of the room.

A moment later she brought a hairdryer and then opened the towel loop on Zoya's head.

Hans painstakingly dries Zoya's hair. Hair that is basically straight is getting soft terrace when it dries. Zoya does not need too much care that will make Hans more like his wife. The natural beauty he possessed was enough to hypnotize him in the charm of a young girl.

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The second trial of Antonio's case has just been concluded in the interim. This time, the judge gave it a long time. The case is getting more complicated and convoluted, which is why Hans invited Kyara to his trial. So that he can read and learn some criminal cases to add to his experience.

They walked toward Hans's car parked in front of the courthouse. Hans wanted to go home quickly.

"Sir, Antonio's case means still dead-end. All the evidence directed and incriminated him." Kyara said while in the car.

Hans drove his car to his firm. The atmosphere that was getting late in the afternoon made the streets a little crowded. A day he had no news of Zoya making him want to immediately make a video call to be able to see his wife's child.

"We need to find new evidence. Because, I'm sure the boy is innocent." Hans replied still staring into the street in front of him.

Occasionally Kyara looked at Hans with admiration. His charismatic alone is very interesting, especially when he knows his character is quite strong. Silent, emotional, gentle and smart, a concoction that made the man next to her was full of charm.

"Don't look at me like that. My wife is pregnant, " Hans said without turning his head towards the girl next to him making Kyara smile.

"Just try to meet you before! " the girl's claw, made Hans shake his head.

" I'm not necessarily in love with you. It's not easy to make me fall in love and it's not easy to live with an emotional man like me. I don't like girls like you either. " Hans does not have a base when talking to Kyara . She knows Kyara is a pretty welcome girl because of her longer life abroad.

"really? Do I need to try it? " answer Kyara. For a moment they were silent. Hans turned his car in front of his office.

"Saga your limits. I can throw you out of my office right now."

"Sorry, Mr. Boss. I was just kidding. "

"Don't till I'm scolding you a second time, ok. "

"Ready, sir, "weep Kyara. It turns out that the rumors are true. Hans Satrya Jagad is a character with a very strong and hard.

Kyara then gets off Hans' car. The girl smiled, if only there was one such man. He would definitely not stop chasing after her.

Hans' long move left Kyara behind. Still with his cool look Hans entered his office.

"Papa... " A very memorized voice is now echoing in all corners of his papa's office lobby.

"Mas. " Zoya takes Hans hand for salim then turns his gaze towards Kyara who just went inside.

Hans only chuckled as his wife's sharp gaze turned toward Kyara. Yeah, he just thought, maybe his son will look a lot more like him than Zoya. Zoya's sharp gaze was only found when his wife was pregnant with her child.

Seriate....