The Secret of Zoya's Love

Accident

Learn To be able to recognize yourself, indeed a very losers person who does not recognize all the shortcomings and mistakes that exist in him, so that he is unable to correct his mistakes and correct his shortcomings. (Author's statement)

Hans pinched his forehead to relax back for his already tired eye muscles. On the back of his body, his hand stuck out to pick up the cellphone that had been lying just like that among the scatters of the book he had just read.

At ten o'clock in the evening, he was sure that everyone had started to prepare to rest themselves. Moreover, the puffer, he was sure to already be in another dimension aka dreamland. The thin smile was again pinned when remembering the behavior of his daughter. Although, a bit of a rebel but Ale is a submissive child.

After piling up a few scattered books, Hans got up from his seat."Time for quality time with his beloved wife." murmured in his heart made him excited to leave the workspace.

"But, is it possible that he's asleep, huh?" Hans was monologuing with his own thoughts.

The man with a sharp nose walked to the room, his sharp eyes glanced at Arum's room which was closed blindly Hans back to his destination.

His swing stopped after passing through the living room. Hans rewinded his two footsteps to make sure on the balcony there was still someone.

Sileut's petite body with beautiful dark hair was speechless and lowered her head. He approached his wife who was not budging at all. Hans is increasingly curious about what Zoya is doing so that his side does not care about the surrounding.

"Zoe.... " Call Hans by patting gently on the cheek of the woman who resuscitated her head on the head of the sofa. Those beautiful eyes were covered by eyelids that were already clenched.

"Zoya why sleep here? " ask Hans as those eyes begin to blink. Zoya regained her consciousness.

"I'm waiting for Hans." Zoya made a sound again, her voice sounding a little heavy.

"What's wrong? Why don't you go into the workspace?"

"I'm afraid to interrupt. Mas... " His sentence hung, he seemed hesitant to express his desire to make Hans look at him so that he continued his sentence.

"I want to eat martabak." lirihnya feel bad because it's been ten more nights.

"Martabak is Ale's favorite." continued Zoya.

Hans sighed, not his martab problem. But, he was a little hesitant because usually at nine only the seller was closed, not to mention the distance is quite far.

"If objection is okay." Zoya errs when she sees her husband's objection.

"All right, I'll be out for a minute!" Hans stands up and rubs Zoya's head before leaving Zoya.

"Oh yeah, you better go inside, Zoy. The night wind is not good for health. " Chanted Hans with a look towards Zoya who immediately moved.

Hans now retrieves his car keys located on the partition where the TV is. Actually, he has been lazy out of the house, but how else, not every day Zoya makes a request. Anyway, maybe this is a cravings factor. Hans thought, to gather the spirit of looking for martabak that his pregnant wife wanted.

It didn't take long, Hans already took his quarry. He felt lucky to find the seller who was ready to pack to go home.

In the car, between the streets that still look a little slow, he drove his car at high speed. I hope Zoya will spend it all.

The Mercy E Class was parked in the garage. With a slight rush Hans walked into the house. His feet climbed the stairs with a small run. Hope Zoya doesn't feel like she's been waiting for him for too long. Hans paused for a moment when in front of the television there was no one, not even the glass door of the link between the television room and the balcony was closed.

"Surely she was waiting in the room." Hans muttered as he walked towards the room.

His hand opened the door handle, the silent atmosphere made him circulate the view.

"Oh Allah, Zoy." lamented with a crowd of annoyance, annoyance and of course anxiety when he saw his wife was asleep on the bed. After shedding his shoulders and putting down the plastic bag containing the martabak, Hans approached the figure who was already unmoved. Although upset, but when remembering the woman who had accompanied him patiently now made him smile thinly. A smile that seemed to remind, the time has come for a retaliation to occur, where he who is being tested his patience.

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Hans, get down the stairs in a hurry. With a suit and tie hanging over her arms, she searches for Zoya in the kitchen.

"Zoy, please bring me my das." Hans asked as he reached the dining room. Zoya who stirred coffee for herself also walked towards the dining table with a cup of coffee for the newly finished he made.

"Help, my das!" pinta Hans on women who have only the height of the shoulder.

"It's not real, Mom. But put it on." Although his mouth grumbled, Zoya did, wearing a tie Hans was the one who taught him, but as time went on, the man felt dependent on Zoya, only to wear a tie, he'll ask his wife for help.

"Mas, tumben this device so early and formal?" zoya asked, still astonished.

"Yes, there's an important meeting. We're gonna have to check your contents, right?" hans replied with a glance at the circular classic watch on his wrist.

"Oh yeah, Arum hasn't come out yet?"

"Not yet, let me bring the breakfast to the room." Hans listened to Zoya's words by sipping his coffee which was still quite hot.

"I'm leaving first! Be careful at home. "his valour by kissing his wife's forehead.

"Mas Hans didn't have breakfast? "

"I'm in a hurry, Zoy." said Hans. She leaves Zoya in hasty steps after Zoya takes the back of her hand for salim.

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After getting a call from Nilla, if she's going to borrow Ale for her friend's practice of psychology. And we'll take him home when it's done. That made Zoya decide to take a break. His body felt tired, after his morning activities in the kitchen.

"Mom-Mom Zoya! " call Bi Muna after knocking on Zoya's room door a few times. Zoya said, if Deny had come, she wanted Bi Muna to wake herself up if she fell asleep. Today he felt so tired that he decided to take a short break.

"Yes, Bi!" zoya Sahut. Wearing her instant hijab, she walked over to open the door.

"Mas Deny is hard to come" Bi Muna said as Zoya opened her bedroom door. Turns out, Deny did come at exactly one in the afternoon. Bi Muna and Zoya walked downstairs to meet their guests.

Apparently, Deny is with one guy who tends to look like a body guard. Arum himself is seen packing, his open room makes Zoya can already see him when he goes down the stairs.

"Bi, please make me a drink for Mas Deny! " tell Zoya to Bi Muna.

"No, I won't be long!" deny's cold voice made Zoya momentarily speechless. But then, he chose to meet Arum who was arranging his things in the room.

"Sir, forgive all the mistakes and painful things that we have done to Mbak Arum" said Zoya, standing next to the girl who was still packing.

"I'm disappointed, but maybe I have a lot to learn from everything that's happened" Arum said by stopping his hand. For a moment he was stunned with a sigh that was quite heavy, then rubbed his tears that came back to drip. Arum still couldn't hold back his tears as he felt disappointment.

"Bak, we prepare something for Mbak Arum, if you don't like or make Mbak Arum feel more sick, Mbak Arum can throw it in the street, but we, we, mas Hans and I sincerely still want to establish friendship. I hope there is no resentment or hatred between us. But, I understand if Arum still feels angry." Zoya spoke carefully. He did hope that there was no hatred left, which would be brought to death.

"In a moment, I'll get her parcel in the room." said Zoya, then she went back upstairs to her room to pick up the parcel she had prepared yesterday. A set of Muslim clothing complete with her hijab. Zoya hopes that one day Arum can wear it.

"Come, Rum! No need to linger in the con man's house for long." cried Deny in an emotional tone. Zoya who heard it upstairs was in a hurry to go downstairs. He quickened his pace as he went down the stairs.

"Aaaaarrrggghhh..." Shouted Zoya, the usual soft voice now echoed to all corners of the mansion as her body rolled downwards.

"Zoya! "

"Sir Zoya! " Meek Bi Muna along with Arum's cry.The two faces panicked when they saw Zoya moaning in pain with blood already pooling around her waist.

"Bang, help Zoya!" arum said with a trembling voice. She was very frightened by seeing Zoya's situation.

"We'll just go home! There's still a maid." Deny immediately pulled Arum's arm just like that even the mature brown-skinned man dragged Arum who was still looking back.

Seriate....