The Secret of Zoya's Love

Deal

A motor trill now stopped in front of Hans' office. For a moment, the gaze of the man still wearing the full helmet scrutinized the building that looked quite luxurious in front of him. The building is quite luxurious although not as big as other offices.

His casual look, even torn jeans, as if it had become an attribute of his greatness.

"Good afternoon. Where can I find Mr Hans?" reynaldy asked, who happened to meet Diana, when the girl was going to the pantry to make a cup of coffee.

"From the media?" diana asked who answered the nod of the guy who seemed cute. Diana herself had already been ordered by Hans, if she was waiting for someone.

For a moment Diana turned to the right then to the left, she happened to see Kyara coming out of the room with some stapmaps. He was sure that the tall girl would go to Hans's room.

"Mbak Kyara." diana called the curly haired girl turned her head, her hair swaying in unison with her stride making her own charm for the owner.

"What's up, Di? I'm so busy!" kyara answered immediately guessing if Diana would ask for a favor.

"This is the time media wants to meet Mr. Boss" Diana replied waiting for an approval response from Kyara.

"Well, I'm going there too!" Kyara just gave Reynaldy the green light to follow her. That girl is unpredictable. Sometimes like to look for attention but sometimes stupid. But certainly the way Hans and Ryan who always cornered the way his clothes made Kyara choose to change the look of his fashion more closed.

"Good afternoon." said Kyara by opening the number one room in the office.

"Come, Ra!" welcome Hans still by staring at his laptop.

"You submitted some revised data. And there are guests from the media, sir." replied Kyara. The girl seemed very formal even outside the office they were teasing each other.

Hearing the guests from the media, Hans stopped his work and turned his head towards the man who was currently smiling towards him. After letting the tall man in, Kyara left Hans' room.

For almost two hours they spoke with four eyes. The twilight that began to redden made the two end the conversation. The two of them walked out of Hans' room with a more familiar look than before. Yes, the adorning smiles on the faces of the two become a sign in case of a mutually beneficial deal.

"Alright, we will explore further the background and motives" Renaldy said when ending their conversation in the parking lot. The tall man got on his bike and left the parking lot. Hans also took his car home to the apartment.

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After the Ashar Salad, Ale accompanied Zoya who was currently lying in the room. From this afternoon his head felt a little throbbing. The bully boy did not want to switch from beside Zoya even though he also did not want to be silent. It was so frenzied that it controlled most of the bed until it looked tangled.

"Your head still hurts?" ask the boy who is currently sitting near Zoya's head.

"Live a little! Wh why? Brother Ale hungry? "

"No, Ale lapelnya only sedikiiuittt only!" said the boy by showing his index and middle fingers are spaced thin.

"If Brother Ale wants to eat, Mama can get it." said Zoya then forced her body to rise from the fall.

"Ale can take the sendili, Ma!" ale said by making Zoya smile at her daughter.

"Sister Ale's a pinter kid, but Mama can still get Kak Ale to eat." For a moment he stared at the cute round face in front of him. "Ale, forever you'll be Mama's little daughter. Either one day you're an adult or you're a sister. You'll keep it like this in Mama's heart." murmured Zoya inwardly by stroking her daughter's puffed cheeks. She did not give birth to Ale. But, there was a strong feeling between her and Ale other than a sense of pity because the boy had never seen the woman who gave birth to him.

"Mama, don't cry! If you still feel sick, Mama just nod!! " excite Ale by looking into Zoya's already teary eyes.

"Assalamu'alaikum." Ale and Zoya turned towards the door of the room.

"Waalaikum salam." answered both.

Ale rushed straight towards Hans who was currently walking in."Papa, Mama's sick!" report Ale by holding his papa towards the bed.

"What are you sick with, Zoy?" hans asked, sitting next to Zoya.

"Just a headache, Mas." replied Zoya . Ale, who looked at Papa and his mother in turn, now went back up to the bed and sat between the two.

"You better rest. Have you eaten, Zoya? "

"Yes, Mas. Poor Ale, back home from school just ate the leftover bread and pizza last night." said Zoya made a sharp gaze Hans turned towards his daughter.

"You're Mbul, you just ate pizza with bread? What is this body going to be?" hans said with a tickle of Ale that he had already held in his arms. Ale who could not stand it, could only giggle withholding amused.

Although, making fun of him like that but still Hans took his daughter to the dining table. Follow what Ale wants. On the way, he had bought chicken satay and gado gado Zoya's order.

Zoya smiled as she saw the two boys and the father walking out of the room. A moment later, the sound of her phone ringing made Zoya slightly inching to the merry of her phone lying carelessly on top of the bed.

"Mbak Arum. " his murmur then made the lock screen of his phone.

"Assalamulaikum, Ma'am" said Zoya.

"Zoya, are you guys intentionally leaving me alone at home? You guys are outrageous." lick Arum sounds so emotional.

"Sorry mbak. Plan to go home today. But I'm not feeling well."

"Don't give you much of a reason, Zoy. Hans is not fair. Hans purposely blocked my number? Or maybe you're asking." accuse Arum full of emotions.

"Sorry, ma'am, about that I don't know." replied Zoya. Her pregnancy makes Zoya a little sensitive.

"Remember, Zoy. You're pregnant, you don't overdo treating others!" After venting his emotions Arum just closed his call. For a moment Zoya was stunned. Stareawed. Zoya felt, it might not be entirely wrong what the girl said.

"Zoy, eat it!" Hans's sudden presence disperse Zoya's daydream. Hans had brought a hodgepodge complete with white water.

"Later on, Mom! " replied Zoya in a soft voice. The thoughtful face she could no longer hide from her husband.

"What's wrong?" hans asked, the man put the tray he had just brought and put it on the nightstand.

"When we get home, Mom. I feel bad about leaving Mbak Arum alone" Zoya said, reminding Hans that Arum was also waiting for her.

"What's wrong?" Hans crawled into the middle of the bed. The man lies on his stomach, resting on both elbows.

"No, I just don't feel good. Ms. Arum is alone at home." explains Zoya.

"Can, There's Bi Muna and Mr. Dino" Hans replied casually. Hans already did not want to take a headache, after the cunning behavior of Arum mixing the stimulant drugs.

"But, Mum... "

"Here you go, obey you." Hans immediately cut off Zoya's sentence.

"Where is it, Mas? "

"Watch the cartoon." Hans replied then shifted his body and placed his head on his wife's lap.

"Have you figured it out, Zoy? " asked Hans then kissed his wife's already slightly filled stomach.

"I haven't felt it yet, Mom." Zoya pushes Hans' shoulder slowly because he feels amused, but the man accidentally swipes his nose in Zoya's stomach.

Hans Pov's.

Sometimes I feel I don't know myself. When seeing Zoya getting into trouble during pregnancy. She was too young to contain the seed I had planted.

But, how else? If God gave me a small piece. But, even so I feel that sometimes he can be more mature than me.

Soon Zoya's stomach will grow bigger and she will definitely look more strange. But, I saw her still beautiful, especially when the sweet smile greeted me, when a soft voice greeted me and her face that I could not deny her beauty. Somehow God arranged it, we who are adrift age far enough can compensate each other. At first I did feel strange.But, gradually I feel we fill each other's shortcomings with each other's advantages. Is that what you call a fool?