The Secret of Zoya's Love

Spontaneous Fear of Loss

Zoya has just concocted the ingredients in Hans' message, she accidentally looks for the gap in Ale's nap time. The tiny fingers cleverly play the devices in the kitchen.

Zoya did not realize that someone had been standing behind her earlier, staring at all her movements by leaning next to the body on the wall.

His gaze implied a hint of admiration that was fixed on the young girl who had just entered into his life. In addition to his flexibility in taking care of the household, Hans also admired Zoya's naivety. The man who was currently staring questioningly was also so hesitant to switch.

"Astagfirulah... " Zoya is shocked when he suddenly realizes Hans' presence behind him.

"She said to come home in the afternoon, Mom? This is not finished cooking. "

"Where's Ale? " asked Hans to shift his awkwardness when caught staring at the little girl.

"Still taking a nap, Mas" Zoya replied.

"Zoya, I'll catch up with Ale for a bit! Please three o'clock wake up, if I fall asleep! " Hans stepped towards Ale's room, coincidentally for Zoya, she still had time to cook.

It only takes a few minutes for Zoya to finish her cooking, while she arranges some menus on the dining table. But before he went upstairs to look for Hans, it turned out that Ale had walked down the stairs accompanied by Hans who had replaced his shirt with a home shirt.

"Mama Zoya, Ale want to eat? " le said that he was near Zoya.

"Well, wasn't it before bobo had eaten? ask Zoya.

" I also want to eat Zoy, it was deliberately not lunch at the office! " Hans chimed in on Ale's request while sitting on the dining table chair.

Hearing everyone asking for a meal, Zoya prepared a plate and filled it with eloquence and side dishes.

"Mama, Ale just eat sandili! "

"Smart kid! " said Zoya, preparing food for Ale. Hans glanced at the two, only the word 'How' alone tickled his feelings when his heart was at the intersection between accepting or not this marriage. If you can't accept it, what should you do? Split up? Looking at Hans who just kept staring at her, Zoya intended to go to the pantry.

"Zoya, have you eaten? " ask Hans to hold Zoya.

"Later on, Mommy!" answer Zoya who feels bad.

"My company! " At this time the man was used to being accompanied by Zoya while eating.

Hearing Hans's words, Zoya sits opposite Ale. The boy seemed to be enjoying his meal.

While Hans's hand now opened the plate that was still lying on his stomach in front of Zoya. "Come, eat! Don't just look! " There is no choice for Zoya, except to obey her husband's orders.

The three of them were enjoying the still warm dish quietly, even it seemed Ale was enjoying the food even though many were scattered. Happy, of course, Hans felt happy because he had a whole family.

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"Papa, Ale is beautiful! " said Ale, the boy who was currently wearing a jumpsuit and sneakers was showing off his makeup to Hans who was still sitting casually on the balcony next to his room.

"You, no pants or no trousers? " asked Hans when he saw that Zoya was still wearing a robe, besides, Hans had never seen Zoya wearing pants just once.

"I don't have pants, Mom! And I've never worn pants. " The girl with the long veil in front then chose to sit next to Ale.

Hans then moved from his seat and placed the phone on the small table next to him, the man still wearing the shorts walking towards the room to change.

It looks like Ale is dancing, making Zoya smile at the liveliness of the little boy.

"Ale, what will it be tomorrow? " question Zoya still noticed the boy's movements.

"So Doctel, Mama! "

"Oh.so doctor, Kirain wants to be Papa's kayak! " continue Zoya teases Ale.

"Don't want to, Papa is too busy, no time for Ale! "

"That must be Mama Zoya!" ale replied innocently making Zoya's gaze change towards her. With red cheeks she asked "Why, dear? "

"Come on Ale, will you leave? " asked Hans interjected and slightly forced the boy to follow him who walked first out.

Hans invites Zoya and Ale to enter the Mall first. The man was still walking behind the two women. It looks like Ale who is so carefree walking with Zoya's hand, while the girl who had just entered the mall first also circulated her gaze to and fro, as if flipping through the contents of the mall without knowing where to go.

"Zoya, get into the Muslim fashion store in front! " said Hans directs them to go into boutiques with certain brands.

"Can I help you, brother? " welcome boutique employees as they enter their boutique stand.

"Help my wife for clothes, all her hijabs!! " answer Hans then chose to sit on the sofa provided to visitors.

"That's.... Mama Zoya is beautiful! " alle cheers, making Hans turn his head.

Zoya wears a blouse with a knee-length overal model of lilac color combined with black pencil pants. Just a little polish has made Zoya look different.

"Good! " hans replied as Zoya showed her appearance in front of her husband who was following the boutique clerk.

"Oh yes Ma'am, Wrap it up and get one more stelan that navy color with different models, and do not forget the bross for the hijab." said Hans added.

Zoya actually feels strange when wearing pencil pants, but nothing, because her tunic is also up to the knee. She must also follow what her husband wills.

After finishing shopping and stopping at the food court to buy food that Ale requested, they finally walked back to the black Marcy in the parking lot.

"Sit in front of Zoya! " hans said as he saw Zoya approaching the back door of the car.

Zoya followed what Hans said, then sat in front, still holding Ale. Hans drove up his car, occasionally glancing at Ale who was chattering Zoya. How chatty that puffer boy is.

" Bad, belhenti. Ale wants to be in the night! " whimper Ale, after a few minutes Hans drove his car saw a very crowded night market.

"Too crowded Ale, tomorrow we go to the park! " persuade Hans.

"No want! Hik hik... " The boy cried, making Hans unwilling to obey him.

Hans, parked his car, observing the situation, never went to the night market himself.

"Zoya, I'll wait here! What's okay, right?" hans said by pointing to one of the benches near the entrance fence.

"Not what, Mom. The night market is not very big! "

Zoya walks in among the crowd of visitors by holding Ale. Hans himself felt dizzy when he saw so many frenzied atmosphere there. The man chose to sit in front by playing his phone.

Feeling that his wife had been playing for a long time, Hans glanced back at his watch. It's been almost an hour or so they've been on the game rides. The man stood up to put his phone back in his pants pocket, frowning in Zoya and Ale.

"Twoaaarrr ..... " An explosion sounded so loud. Instantly, people rushed out with a rush. Hans's face stiffened, when he saw one of the rides on fire.

"Ale, Zoya... ! " without a second thought Hans barged in, against the flow of people who were pouring out. His face looked panicked with gazes circling in all directions looking for his wife's child. His chest was beating very quickly, as his eyes searched for the whereabouts of Ale and Zoya.

"Zoya ise... Ale!" his shout called the two in turns, trying to beat the rowdy screams of people who were no less panicked.

With great difficulty Hans barged in, his steps nimbly approaching the tiny body that was hugging the bulky boy near the fence. There was a slight sense of relief that dampened the turmoil in his chest.

"Ale, Zoya" Hans immediately grabbed the two women and rained down on the tops of their heads with a kiss. Spontaneously, he did it to vent the fear that had afflicted him.

"Papaa....! " tele shouted as Hans took his daughter from Zoya's arms, the boy looked so frightened that his cries sounded hysterical.

"What the hell, baby. There is Papa with you. "said Hans then embrace Zoya's small shoulder to rush out with people before the fire spreads anywhere.

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