The Secret of Zoya's Love

Action by Three Women

Shanti sat down beside Zoya. Meanwhile, Hans lying next to Zoya made Ale stand up and ride on Hans' back. How happy the boy managed to ride on his papa's back.

"Mbul, you're heavy! " hans protest made Ale lie on his stomach over Hans' body.

"Mas Hans, don't work? " Zoya looked at the son and father who were still struggling beside him. Ale was seen laughing loosely as Hans squealed in pain.

"I leave at noon, then go straight to the yard. Come on Mbul, you take a bath with Papa. School of dianterin Papa. " Hans invites Ale to go to the bathroom immediately.

"Well..males is the same Papa." said Ale as he climbed down the bed lazily.

"What the fuck is he. Whose son is he? Males was just like his papa." Hans grumbled as he chased Ale into the bathroom.

Shanti looked back at her daughter-in-law with a smile that expands on the face that has revealed thin wrinkles. The choice to make Zoya a daughter-in-law is not wrong. She believes Zoya's tenderness is able to bring her beloved son to his knees. Life teaches Zoya Kamila to think more mature at a very young age. Shanti can see that in the way Zoya understands the position of her mother (Nurma) as a single parent since her father lived.

"Zoy, thank you for being patient with Hans. Mama knows, it's not easy being part of someone as emotional as Mama's Son" Shanti said, hugging her daughter-in-law.

"Mama, Mas Hans Zoya's husband, Mas Hans is also a good husband. Zoya wants us to walk together towards her Jannah. Praying for happiness always envelops our family ", Zoya said, holding her hand. Shanti was deeply moved, not expecting him to be this close to her daughter-in-law. In his heart, he always prayed that his grandchildren would always be in the protection of Allah.

"Mamaaaa...... " Ale called out to Zoya while running out of the bathroom soaking wet, making Zoya stunned and worried if her daughter slipped.

"Oh my god, baby, be careful! " said Zoya then lowered her legs to the floor and hugged the still-soaked body of the puffer.

"Ale, splinter! " Hans came out of the bathroom to catch up with Ale.

"Mama, Ale doesn't want to wear cold gear. Ale told Papa kelamas, ta-pi Papa just nyiram pa- use cold water. Te-rus Ale asked to bathe and bathe himself, cu-ma was waiting in the toilet. Pa-pa doesn't want to mijitin Ale's head like Mama's mijitin when Ale is dark." Ale reports to his mother. Hans did ask Ale to take a bath by himself. He simply stuffed Ale into the glass-enclosed space and turned on the shower with cold water.

"Emang Papa the masseur? Come on, Al. Later you go to school late. "said Hans has started to get anxious.

"Ale, don't wear cold gear. " Ale remained insistent as she couldn't stand the cold water.

"Hans, come on this time don't make a fuss. "scar Shanti when Ale has started to get cold. Shanti could not bear to see her grandson was already grinding his teeth.

"Ale's grown up, Ma. He had to get used to taking his own bath and using cold water like everyone else in the morning bath." Hans replied.

"Mas, beware that my son is bloated! " Zoya stared intently at her husband. Zoya can be fierce when dealing with her beloved daughter.

"Yes yes...! " answered Hans. It seems like everyone is intending to oppose it.

"Darling, let's take another shower. Later the shower uses warm water." persuaded Zoya immediately diyakan Ale. While walking past Hans, the boy stared intently at his papa making Hans want to laugh at his daughter's gaze. Three women in action left him with no other choice.

"What the fuck, he said his son? I'm the real papa." Hans grumbled at Zoya's words. After she rinsed the puffed up body, Hans wrapped Ale in a kimono towel and told her to come out.

"Here change clothes with Oma." welcome Shanti when she sees Ale coming out of the bathroom. The boy also approached his father. Zoya gets out of bed and gets Ale's uniform.

"Hans, when are you guys coming home? There is only one room here. Later if you guys again ahem ahem caught Ale, right report. "the sentence Shanti makes Zoya's face instantly blushed.

"Yes, Mama who is discussed mulu. Tomorrow's our plan is to go home. Today the house is finishing and newly laid out the interior. " Hans sat his body on the sofa while waiting for Ale to finish changing clothes.

They finally had breakfast together. Although, the porridge was already cold due to the many dramas in the morning, Ale still ate it voraciously because it was his favorite meal.

"Darling, eat a lot! "sap Hans. When Zoya was already seen reluctant after putting a few tablespoons of food in her mouth.

"Mama, this is for Adek Baby agal fast kelual ya!" Ale takes the chrysanthemum shrimp to Zoya's plate. Ale already really wants to be able to play with Adek baby.

"Baby, come out quickly! Later, I will give you lots of toys" Ale said by kissing Zoya's flat stomach. They spend their afternoon in front of the TV. The furry carpet made Ale feel comfortable to roll to and fro once in a while he raised his head to kiss Zoya's stomach. Zoya herself just sat back on the sofa.

He really misses Hans. I don't know, since she was pregnant she seemed to want to continue to see the handsome face of the man who was handsome.

"Ale, Papa how long is it? " ask Zoya while changing her TV channel.

"Mama miss Papa, huh? " the boy immediately stood wriggling spoiled around his mother's neck. His gaze was like teasing Zoya.

"Yes, didn't Ale miss Papa? " Zoya asked his daughter.

"Kangen dong, but not my mom! " hel answered as far as he knew.

"Well, what's the difference?" Zoya is increasingly curious about her daughter's mindset. Why he has a different definition.

"Kata hel's.... "

"Assalamu'alaikum." Hans voice made his son and wife turn their heads.

"Waalaikum salam." answered the two almost in tandem.

Ale ran straight towards his Papa. Meanwhile, Zoya got up and walked to welcome her husband.

"Pa, she said Mama Hindu! " alley said after kissing the back of Hans' hand.

"Really, what did Mama say? " asked Hans by pulling the corner of his eyes to glance at Zoya who was walking towards him. His wife was embarrassed by his daughter's words.

"Ale, Papa how long? " helle's Story to Her Papa.

"That's not what Mama said she missed, is it? " elak Zoya with salim on Hans. Hans handed him two plastic bags filled with fruit and an egg martabak.

"Will you eat now? " question Zoya was still writhing spoiled on Hans' other arm.

"Later. Which mama? " asked Hans when he didn't see his mother.

"Mama's coming home, tomorrow she's coming here again" Zoya replied by walking to pick up the dishes, while Hans and Ale headed straight to the front of the TV.

"Mas, tomorrow so to the location? " ask Zoya as she approaches with a martabak that has filled the plate.

"Not so tomorrow. You see, we're moving into the house. Maybe the clothes again. Actually, it feels heavy to go there, just inevitably have to go there" Hans said by Kissing the cheek of his daughter's bully. Seeing the martabak that Zoya had brought made Ale rush at her.

"Zoy, your son, if he's fat nobody wants a macarin lo! " said Hans when he saw Ale who was notabene doyan eat.

"Let Mas, I don't have a girlfriend in fact have a husband." Zoya replied, the longer Zoya was able to explore what was on her mind. Hans is very body shape. Despite having one child, the man still looks fit and six pack. Zoya sat down to Hans, who was resting her feet on the carpet. Ale's probably right he does miss Hans.

"I think it's true Ale said. Some are in a longing. "the Hans seduction makes Zoya hide her already blushing face behind her husband's back. His hand was still writhing spoiled on the arm next to Hans.

"Allright, Zoy? " squeer Hans was happy that his wife had missed him.

A notification on Zoya's phone also reads making Zoya's tiny hand reach her phone. Zoya opens a message sent from a foreign number. A message that dented the smile on his face. His eyes began to look glassy then looked at Hans with a disappointed look. Her lips trembled but her tongue felt faint as she wanted to ask something to the person beside her.

Seriate.....