The Secret of Zoya's Love

Take Zoya

Hans took a breath so deeply, as if wanting to expel the anger in his heart. He was wrong, but he had no other way to do it. All he thought about was returning Arum without harming many parties.

"Mas why did you leave me? Hans is unfair. I'm also Mas Hans' wife." Arum's next protest, the girl didn't take it when Hans left her because of the press. Notya replied to Arum, he instead glanced at Ale who was currently staring at Arum. Ale doesn't really understand this.

"Mas Hans! " squeak Arum with annoyance.

"Be quiet! " snaps hans, as Arum's rising voice causes Hans to become emotionally charged. Arum does not yet know Hans, a man who is basically emotional, but the girl only knows Hans who has metomarfasa who at any time can show his authenticity.

"Mas! " Zoya reached out his hand rubbing Hans' thigh so as to dampen his emotions. There's Ale. That's what Zoya thought when Hans started to raise his voice. Only Zoya can understand how to deal with her husband's bad side.

Hans again let out a long sigh, one of his hands clasping small fingers over his thigh to cool his brain. Hans understood what Zoya meant. Then, he glanced at Ale from the rearview mirror, his daughter now speechless behind and staring out the window. Really, this was the second time Ale had seen him shout rudely and it made Hans regret.

The long-haired girl had her heart inflamed, as she looked at the scene in front of her. Hans is always nice to Zoya, while each with her the man always keeps his distance.

"Mas, I love you! However my heart hurts when you need Zoya more." Arum muttered in his heart, his eyes began to tear up, however Arum did love Hans.

They were silent on the way, the sedan car split the city crowd that never had any receding. Hans began to reduce the speed of his car when he entered an elite residential area and veered into his yard.

"Let me take Ale" Hans said slowly, then opened the back door. Hans picked up Ale who was asleep in the backseat. As Zoya waits for Hans to carry Ale, Arum enters the house first. Zoya knows, Arum is already crying.

They went straight into the house and headed straight for Ale's room to place the bulging body on the bed.

"Bak Arum is crying, Mas. Didn't Mas Hans want to persuade him?" Zoya's question seems to want to remind if Arum is also his wife. But, he would also feel jealous if Hans was with Arum. Polygamy always puts a person in the wrong situation.

"Letting it alone is much better for now. I don't want to give him too much hope" Hans said, unbuttoning his shirt's arm. Hans said it was time for the mission to end.

"I'm going to take a shower. After that, I'll go to the study. Can you get me coffee and dinner later?"

"Yes, Mas." replied Zoya who had understood so well that tonight her husband would shut himself up in the study.

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Hans massaged his already dizzy head. The situation that already seemed to be running makes him decide to go home. Hans imagined seeing Ale and teasing him would probably be a lot of fun. Hans himself realized that Ale had already lost a bit of cheer when everyone was busy with their respective affairs. Hans was too busy with the case he handled, especially now that the media is leading two very conflicting opinions, between the pros and cons. The emergence of new thoughts and opinions that are mutually opposite from the community is quite influential with the development of the Case that he handled.

On the way home, as his car slowed down to break through the traffic jam, Hans saw the martabak seller who used to be his subscription. He would bring a martabak to bribe Ale when he wanted to get her to compromise to share Zoya with him. But Hans is currently reducing outside activity since Antonio's case went viral and hit the public surface. So he abandoned his intention to buy Ale martabak.

Hans pov

I miss those times. I miss my daughter's protest and the smile that's on my wife's lips. I don't know how long I have to be patient?

It feels enough I save Arum, if the village situation has subsided, of course with respect I will return it.

I can't wait for Antonio's case to end. Enough, I got a lot of information from Arum. Now it's time for me to give back my family, to restore my son's joy and my wife's happiness.

My house feels empty without the happiness of my wife and the joy of my son. I just realized how important the role of a woman in the family is. When a woman is unhappy how she will focus on taking care of everything including thinking about child development.

Hans deflected his car in the yard and parked it with the origin. The extreme tiredness makes him want to relax.

He opened the main door and was already greeted with the presence of Arum who had already greeted him with a warm smile.

"Where's Ale?" hans asked by walking towards the main hall and landing his body on the sofa.

"Mas, forgive my attitude yesterday." continued Arum apologized for raising his voice.

"Forget it, I'm emotional too. Can you get me some water!" pinta Hans felt that her throat was dry.

"Will orange juice?" tawar Arum's.

"Well, "answered Hans put Arum in the back. Hans stretched his muscles by pulling both hands up and then opened his phone which from earlier had heard many incoming message notifications.

A moment later Arum came up with the orange juice he offered. "Mas" he said, offering his orange juice to Hans. Hans closed the phone screen and gulped down half the glass.

"Mas Hans, want to eat now?" Arum now sits his body on the sofa next door.

"Later on, my head was still dizzy." Hans replied with a slight massage of his temple.

After a while, Hans felt a strange feeling, his body felt a hot screen that was not as usual.

"Can you get some eucalyptus oil in Ale's room? I want my head in the massage." Hans's pinta makes Arum go straight. The girl was delighted that Hans was asking her for something.

Arum's departure, berahan make Hans move slowly towards the back. He happened to cross paths with Bi Muna. "Bi, please take care of Ale. I'm going to go with Zoya for the night" said Hans then walked quickly and followed Bi Muna to approach Ale and Zoya who were in the gazebo.

"Ale, you slept with Bi Muna. Papa has business with Mama." Hans pulls Zoya's arm through the side yard to get to her car, which is still parked in front. Ale looked at Papa and his mother's departure in confusion, but he complied as usual when all looked serious.

Hans drove his car a little ngawur made Zoya feel sliced. But, Zoya no longer much protest she herself felt strange when staring at the white face Hans suddenly look flushed.

"Damn." entailed Hans by holding back his already turbulent desires. Zoya can see there is a problem with her husband, but she does not understand.

Occasionally Hans shook his slightly throbbing head. He was forced to turn his car into a nearby lodging yard, he felt unable to survive to get to the hotel he was referring to let alone his apartment. The hot screen in his body seemed to have exploded an unstoppable explosion again.

"Come, Zoy!" Hans opens the car door and pulls Zoya out. With a bit of a overwhelm Zoya follows Hans.

Hans took care of the administration in a bit of haste even a few times he nagged the receptionist who he thought was sluggish. Hans slightly drags Zoya's steps into the room, which makes the receptionist look at the two in surprise.

"What's up, Mom! " question Zoya confusedly because Hans cannot control himself.

Hans opened the door of the inn room and closed it back quickly."I need you, Zoy." he said, directly ambushing Zoya's body. By continuing to shower Zoya with fondling, his hands were no less skilled at opening the wrapping of his wife's entire body of makeup. Zoya is perplexed by Hans' unusual ways. He is like a thirsty man. Nor did Zoya have a chance to dodge.

"Mas Hans, why?" zoya asked as Hans smelled her madly.

"Mas, I'm pregnant." Seeing Hans like a greedy person made Zoya come back to remind her to slow down.

"I know Zoya, hmmm." he said with lips that unceasingly fiddled every inch of the body he always wanted.

"I'll hold it a little bit." continued Hans still did not stop making the passion explode. As if he was not satisfied, Hans continued to vent his desires that could not be controlled by him anymore.

In cramped rooms with moderately hot temperatures they spend unplanned hot nights. Zoya who was carried away with the game Hans sighed repeatedly even though at first she tried to control her husband's wild appetite.

Seriate.....