The Secret of Zoya's Love

Difference in Social Status

As Hans called out to her, Zoya walked towards the living room. It seemed that the beautiful doctor was already teasing and joking with Ale.

His footsteps swung so hesitantly, as he approached the familiarity that was happening in the living room.

"Assalamualaikum, Doc." Zoya's greeting makes Anas turn towards her. Doctor Anas' brown eyes examined every detail of the tiny little figure in front of him. Just a little admiration for Zoya's ayu face, but more than that. Anas looked at Hans with astonishment.

"It turns out age, makes your taste change Hans!" ledek Anas slightly sneered at Zoya's existence as Hans' wife.

"Include my name, Anastasya, Hans' friend and Renita's deceased friend!" Anastasya reached out.

"Zoya Kamila!" zoya answered by welcoming the hand of Dr. Anas.

"Which University graduates?" anas asked as he started to check on Zoya. Anas' question that was thrown out actually made Zoya feel cornered.

"Aliyah madrasah only, Doc!" lirih Zoya, She who felt smaller with her husband's environment also replied with doubt.

"Ohhh... Wow, this one lawyer turned out...! " anas' sentence hung up, his gaze turned to Hans who had only seen the examination process while holding Ale.

"If you used to be, if not the exemplary, beautiful, tall and fashionable student you didn't glance right, Hans? But just being beautiful is enough...!" slurried Anas with a swipe that made Hans just smile thinly.

Zoya is silent, she knows that she is a nobody, a poor education and a low height. But, however, if compared to her heart like squeezed, but a thin smile is still on Zoya's lips that fester when Anas' eyes look back at her.

It only took a moment to check on Zoya, write down some prescriptions and the beautiful doctor said goodbye because there was still a visit at the hospital.

"I'm back Hans, aunty said goodbye to a beautiful little fairy!" While menoel cheeks padlocked Ale Anas was sauntered out.

"Heart Aunty doctel!" said Ale then came down from Hans sling and ran after Zoya who also left the living room.

"Mama Zoya...!" call Ale when you're near Zoya.

" I'm sorry Ale made Mama sick! " the little girl is still pulling Zoya's black skirt, making Zoya stop her steps and smile at the princess.

"It's not Ale's fault! Ale was unintentional, right?" zoya answered by kissing the cheek of the mangrove Ale then holding the tiny hand to climb the stairs.

Still standing between the main room partition with the living room, Hans stared at the two women who were currently a part of his life.

Not long after he stood between the interior ranks with various luxurious ornaments, Hans decided to follow the two who had disappeared from his view.

Hans sees his daughter playing lego near Zoya, while Zoya herself is tidying up the room with a lot of cute knickknacks in it.

"Have, just rest, there will be a housekeeper who comes." said Hans after walking up to Zoya. Hans deliberately sought out a housekeeper and driver as well as taking care of the home garden.

"I'm fine, Mom!" zoya replied without looking at the man who was waiting next to her. Tears filled those beautiful round eyes. In an instant Zoya rubbed the eye patch with her dangling hijab, she did not want Hans to know that she was crying right now.

"You crying?" hans asked who had been watching Zoya since then.

"The wound just hurt, Mom!" Zoya is still looking for a reason for Hans to believe that his feelings are okay.

"Ale, take Mama Zoya for a break!" He was sure Ale could persuade Zoya.

The puffed up body moved from her seat, approached Zoya and pulled the black skirt that Mama Zoyanya was wearing, "Come, Ale accompany rest, Mama!" ale said in an adult-like tone and sentence, making Zoya just smile and carrying the child on her bed.

Hans exited Ale's room, while Zoya began to sigh deeply. No, it was not her body that needed rest, but her heart that was currently feeling tired.

"Oh my God, strengthen me!" he muttered inwardly then turned his head, towards Ale. That bully boy had always strengthened her, making her smile in a luxurious house that still felt foreign to her.

"Ale, want some cake?" zoya asked, making the little boy's eyes sparkle again.

"You-you want!" he sat facing Zoya.

"How about we make, cake or pudding?"

"Just pudding, Ma!" propose the boy.

"Okay, let's just make some pudding, yuk?" take Zoya and bring Ale out of the room to the kitchen.

The second step, Zoya and Ale, invites the attention of someone who has noticed some of the rape case files that are being studied.

"Why are they going down again?" his murmur still noticed the petite girl holding the fat boy who looked energetic. Hans took two days off for his wedding, but the holiday was instead used to relax and was busier than usual.

"Ting. keg.. ting! " there was a bell when Zoya just came down the stairs. Zoya asks Ale to sit on the couch but the boy refuses, choosing to follow her to open the door.

"Good day, Hansnya there?" greet the tall man as Zoya opens the door.

"Hello, Om Ryan? " greet Ale to his papa friend who is already close to him.

"Let's go in!" Zoya again takes Ale and leads Ryan to meet Hans.

Hans, who had noticed Zoya, came to see his office friend tailing behind two women in his house.

"Hae how are the newlyweds? I saw a car in front so I decided to stop by!" ryan said, they walked into the living room and put their weights on the sofa.

"I think you're again honeymoon!" ryan continued with a mocking expression because the man who had been good friends with him knew, if Hans was forced to undergo his marriage.

"Shiiittt... !" swearing Hans with a sinister smile that rose on his lips.

Seeing Zoya coming with a tray of two cups of coffee, Hans immediately stood up, his gaze caught Zoya's hand shaking while carrying the tray.

"Why not call me?" he said while taking over the tray, he understood for sure Zoya's injured hand made it difficult to carry the tray.

"Who, Hans? May tuch, be known to me! " cloak Ryan then looked back at Zoya closely.

Hans is still silent, he simply hands the tray back to Zoya and Zoya takes it to the kitchen.

"Beauty. His face was au, and young as well!" praise Ryan as he looks at Zoya who is disappearing from his sight.

"Dam... Don't praise him! I can finish you right now!" Hans felt annoyed as Ryan praised Zoya in front of him.

"Why? The reality is like that, right? What's he? Cousin or nephew?"

"My wife....!" hans snort sounded restraining his sense of regret.

"Well, don't you joke Hans?" Ryan really does not believe in the confession of the man with the nose.

"As you are!" decih Hans, his mood was immediately shattered when he heard the teasing of his best friend.

"If the catapet is like that, mah cave, would only if married ten times! hahahhaa" Ryan's laughter grew, making hans grow furious at Ryan's attitude. Somehow she gets upset when Ryan praises Zoya.

Seriate.....