The Secret of Zoya's Love

Nose Long

Wildan chased after Nila when he saw the girl cross the ranks of the library room. From a while ago, she felt Nila as if she was avoiding him.

"Nillaa..." Wildan's call stopped the blue-hooded girl. Nilla stared for a moment until the calm-faced man stopped in front of her.

"What's up, Lecturer!" nilla's formal call made Wildan feel that Nilla was angry with him. The girl stared intently at the figure of the man in front of her by hugging the book she had just borrowed from the library.

"Where are you going, Nile? I went to your boarding house, even I've been waiting for you for quite a while, even your phone until now can not be contacted." replied Wildan with a little set of emotions.

"I delivered Ale, Zoya happened to fall down the stairs, until she had a miscarriage" replied Nilla with a slight calm.

"What's? Surely he was depressed because of polygamy." Wildan grumbled, upon seeing the aura of disappointment on Wildan's face, Nilla simply fell silent and looked at him. He felt Wildan was still paying a million attention to his best friend.

Without saying anything Nilla left Wildan. Only then did Wildan realize that Nilla was really mad at him. In fact, their relationship has stretched since the exhibition of paintings.

"Nil...!" call Wildan after Nilla. He already did not care if some of his students looked at him in wonder.

"What else? Didn't I tell you a long time ago, Bang Wildan's decision to get me married is not right!" nilla said, she still held back the stifling feeling in her heart.

"Not so, Nile!" Wildan himself was at a loss to explain what to the girl in front of him.

"I've thought carefully, Bang. We better break it. I'll also focus more on my studies." That decision Nilla had been thinking about from yesterday. From the beginning he had doubted Wildan's feelings.

"Nil, that's not how it works!" This time Wildan disagreed with Nilla's unilateral decision. He was still chasing after the girl.

"I beg you, don't make things harder! It's best to think carefully about continuing a relationship that we ourselves are unsure of our feelings!" Wildan was silent. How Nilla uttered a plea that never once crossed her mind.

"Give time and distance, to reassure each of us, I think it will be much better!" Nilla's last sentence only makes wildan sculpt. She no longer understands how to convince Nilla, who she knows is jealous of Zoya. He scooped his face violently, as his gaze accompanied the departure of the girl he had already preached.

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After Zoya's return from the hospital, Hans does a little ignore the state of the house. Of course after he explained to Zoya, if there is a lot of work that he has to finish. Hans was indeed more focused on work that had previously been neglected. Moreover, Antonio's trial has almost entered the last round. He wished he could prove it fully if the young man was innocent.

The feeling of fatigue that whack, after he came out of the workroom made Hans want to rest. For a moment he thought, Everyone must have rest including Zoya.

The house looks quiet, it's ten o'clock in the evening, but the man chose to turn on the TV and lay his body on the sofa in the living room. One arm rested on top of his two closed eyes. Tired, at this moment he was feeling.

Those pair of beautiful eyes were already staring at him from afar. At the dinner table, clutching the glass of drinking water she had just gulped half its contents, Zoya looked at her husband who was seen lying on the sofa.

Zoya's Pov

I see Mas Hans looking very busy. In fact, his tired face could not be covered with his appearance. I have been his wife for over a year. So, I started to understand that every time I was going to end a case, he never had time for anything else. I don't really understand his job, but I'm trying to understand his situation.

As of right now, I actually miss him a lot. But I don't want to demand it more. Hans has given me so much. For me, that's more than enough. I am just an ordinary girl, even the education I have is drowned out when compared to the level of education that Mas Hans has, he said, it made me feel that being recognized as his wife was enough, especially when I felt he gave me a lot of love, I felt God gave me a lot of gifts and love through it.

I don't know why I miss him so much now. Her smile that looked stiff but sweet, I liked it so much. Her seduction sometimes sounds bland, but makes me always want to hear it. Yes, Mas Hans is not the romantic type, though I feel a lot of love from him after all the hard times we went through.

Zoya tries to approach the man lying on the sofa. With a slow motion, he put his butt in the rest of the place next to the still unmoved body. Her husband's sharp eyes were still closed, therefore Zoya dared to look at him for longer, as if researching the details of the handsome face in front of her. Her bangir nose and thin lips were printed clearly and it was one that made her look very charming.

The tiny body was bowing. Carefully Zoya placed her head on the chest of her husband's field. In fact, now his hand is slipping in a circle hugging the large body.

Gently the big hand returned to embrace her, making Zoya shocked so that she would pull back her body and hands to get away. But the big arm was too strong to hold her back, allowing Zoya to look up, staring at the smiling face but her eyes were still closed. Hans just closed his eyes but he didn't sleep.

"Did you miss me Zoya Kamila?" Her baritone voice was clearly heard making Zoya speechless. But, Hans could feel a small nod in his chest. It made Hans open his eyes, a thin smile was adorned on his lips.

A closeness in a relationship is sometimes formed due to the ups and downs of a feeling

"I'm sorry, if you feel neglected!" Hans then gets up automatically making Zoya also follow him.

"I can understand, Mom." Those beautiful eyes stared fixedly at the face that was currently smiling at him.

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This morning Zoya intends to start her activities as usual. Sunlight that penetrates into the house from the window and ventilation gap makes this morning seem fresher.

A lot of things Zoya has to do back, she doesn't want her guilt and sadness to make someone who should be her priority feel neglected.

With a hasty step Hans approached Zoya who was near the stove. Zoya is cooking Ale's favorite chicken porridge and making matah sambal that became Mama-in-law's favorite.

"Zoy, did you go upstairs to get my clothes ready?" hans asked who was already wearing Zoya's choice of clothes. With a smile rising from Zoya's tiny lips, she looked at her husband who was already nearby with a neat look.

"Yes, Mas. I have to do something. Silence will only make me drown in sadness." said Zoya.

"But are you really healthy? Where is Bi Muna? Why are you cooking yourself?" hans asked Zoya.

"I asked Bi Muna to go to the market, Mas." answered Zoya, her smile no longer receding from her tiny lips.

"Mr...!" ale yelled as she squandered around Zoya's waist, making Hans have to give in with a slight pull back.

"Oh God, Ale. Can you be a little patient, right? Papa again spoke to Mama." Hans grumbled as he looked at Ale who looked possessive.

"Ale just wanted to hug Mama!" replied Ale with his manyun lips.

"Yes, but after you talk to Mama." Hans chose to leave them because it was useless to argue with the bully boy. Not at his whisper level in heart.

"Why Hans? The morning was already upset." asked Shanti to approach Hans with a flower bucket on the stairs.

"Why do you bring a flower bucket?" Hans asked back as Shanti sat at the dining table.

"So the courier brought you a flower bucket, he said to you!" Hans was so curious as to where it might be early in the morning shipping services that were already open.

Hans pulled the flower bucket and read the card inside.

I'm waiting at the 'Sussi Delicious' Japanese restaurant at lunchtime

Hans closed the invitation card. He, just let it go despite the curiosity lingering in his mind.

"Ale, splinter! Papa will take you to school!" call Hans by seeing Ale waiting for Zoya to cook chicken porridge.

"Yes, ashen!" the answer is still shouting. Shanti who saw the commotion in the morning could only shake her head.

A moment later as Zoya shifted the food to the dining table made Ale also follow her. Mama Zoya's chicken porridge is already very Ale misses. Hans, who disliked chicken porridge, wanted to protest. But, he's still in custody.

"I also make sour vegetables for Mas Hans and Mama." The last bowl that Zoya brought made Hans's eyes sparkle again.

"I thought you'd forgotten your husband!" hans murmured which was still clearly heard in Zoya's ear.

"Papa ili huh?" chirping Ale with a cry made Hans glare at Ale who was still enjoying his chicken porridge.

"Patience... Ale's been getting more mature than a year ago, lo!" mama Shanti said with a mocking smile.

Seriate...

Yesterday someone asked for a sequel to both Wildan and Nilla. So to warm up I entered a little bit in RCZ 😄😄😄.

Happy reeading ya gaes may be healthy always...