The Secret of Zoya's Love

Seductive Display

Hans was still standing leaning against the wall with both hands in his shorts pocket. His sharp eyes can not be separated to pay attention to every motion of Zoya who is tidying up her belongings on the walk in closet.

The petite woman with the charm she has turned out not only to attract herself to fall in love. But, the aura of simplicity and kindness of his heart was able to suck the attention of everyone who was nearby.

"Mas Hans, why just look at me." Finally the soft voice sounded. Hans did not reply, He only wanted Zoya to turn her gaze toward him, not just the range of shoes and watch collections.

"Mas... " His silence was successful in making an ayu face with beautiful hair turned to the figure who was now smiling towards him. Strange, Zoya saw that Hans' attitude did look strange.

At the sight of Hans' smile, Zoya only let out a long sigh then reviewed the smile that made the person who saw it feel cool. The earthy face of ayu always looks soothing.

"Say there's a lot of work to be done? Why is it even standing is not clear here." said Zoya, the last thing the woman did was open the closet closed, she was curious what the contents in it are, there is still empty space for everything else. But, it turns out that the section contains women's clothes that are still neatly wrapped, of course with labels that are still attached.

"I don't focus on work." Hans replied briefly.

The tiny hand took one of the clothes and opened it. Pregnant clothes. Zoya now looks at Hans, but the one in the face is still playing with her own mind. He put the pregnant shirt back in the wrapper again, then felt his stomach that had returned flat.

"Why not focus?" ask Zoya from asalan. His mind was still fixed on the new pregnant clothes.

"Heart trouble! " Hans answer made Zoya turn her head immediately. Not only turned her head, even now Zoya chose to stand up to her husband.

"Mas Hans is like a young man!" she gently began to tease her husband.

"Everyone with a heart is a young person? Even the old ones are jealous." Hans was still staring intently at the woman who still had a smile on her lips.

"Jealous? Just-there! Who are you jealous of?" zoya's murmur was still heard in Hans' ear. The big hand blocked Zoya's arm when the little-nosed woman would turn around leaving her.

The tiny body is now in the arms of her husband. Zoya could only look up and hold the chest with her hand. But still free, the athletic body in front of him increasingly erodes the distance between them.

"Three months is still a long time?" Mint's scent from Hans's breath now swept every inch of his wife's facial skin. Mint candy is indeed his mainstay to replace cigarettes that he used to enjoy when many thoughts.

"Just two weeks." said Zoya, the eyes of the two are linked together to cause a strong pounding in the little woman's heart.

"How long is it." Hans's soft-splitting voice made Zoya smile. Today her husband was strange.

"I've missed you, Zoy!" Hans further eroded the loot between them. Near and almost spaced out, until Hans' thin lips now sucked and then****** soft* his wife's tiny lips. A boost of longing and jealousy made Hans enjoy it so much that for a second, his soft and lingering kisses turned on his jaw and down on the bone a step.

"I'll sleep downstairs, you sleep here! You're just like a seductive display." Hans said as he abruptly stopped the action. He did choose not to risk having a husband and wife relationship for a while.

Zoya only smiled as she saw the back of the field drifting away from her sight. She herself had actually already missed him, a loving gentle touch from her husband.

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Ale had already prepared in his school uniform, just not wearing his hood. The white veil was still in hand, the boy was still not at home wearing a veil. This morning, it was Mama Shanti who helped Ale get ready. Meanwhile, Zoya is still preparing a breakfast menu that has been ordered since last night.

Mama Shanti has ordered if you want to eat fried potato sauce with soy sauce chicken, while the Ale wants to eat rice with soy sauce eggs, for Hans himself it is up to knowing the child and his mother have many requests. He felt sorry for Zoya if he had to join the request, even though Bi Muna helped but still it would be very troublesome for Zoya.

"Mama, is Ale's milk ready?" tanya Ale approaches Zoya in the pantry.

"Ale drank juice huh? Now drink the milk at night."

"Yeah, Mama!" the boy immediately shrugged his shoulders with a face scowled in disappointment.

"Say, Ale wanted to be like Helen to go to Malaysia for a ballet dance representative" Zoya said.

"So Ale has to drink a lot of juice! Let if ngedance can be good." continued Zoya. He wanted to manage Ale's diet in a sustainable manner.

"Emang Ale can, Ma?" The boy seemed to not believe in his abilities.

"Of course, if Ale was training and earnest." After hearing Zoya's explanation, Ale lazily returned to the dining table.

"Zoya, where's Hans going?" mama asked Shanti by enjoying her fresh tea.

With a fresh face and a long-sleeved shirt, Hans approached the dining table. As usual, there is already black coffee that still reflects the smoke.

"Ma, tomorrow I'm going to TKP, Mama's still early, right? To accompany Zoya and Ale. "ask Hans with a sip of his hot cup of coffee.

"That area? " ask Mama Shanti.

"Yes, Ma."

"Where did the woman named Arum come from?" continued Shanti with a slightly raised tone.

"Yes, but I didn't go to T-K-P to meet Arum." Hans spelled out the place he would visit so that his mother would not be suspicious.

"Bring Zoya! Otherwise, Mama won't come to your house again! "

"Ma, I'm not working on a picnic!"

"Mama knows but Mama doesn't trust you, let alone the woman" Shanti said fiercely, in fact she didn't just get information from Ale. But Mama Shanti had sniffed information from Bi Muna. He did not want the unwanted events to happen again.

"I went with Kyara and Reynaldy, Ma! " Hans began to get upset by her mother's decision. She was so sorry, she shouldn't have discussed this with her mother.

"Whatever it is, take Zoya! if not, don't go." A unanimous decision was taken by the woman. A look of annoyance on the faces of the two, while Ale just stared at the oma and papa cuefully then finished the juice.

"Mama, eat first! " Zoya thrusts the plate and spoon in front of Mama Shanti. The middle-aged woman was still acting coldly as she had yet to get a definitive answer from Hans.

"Breakfast now, Mum?" zoya asked as she stood by Hans. She rubbed her husband's back to be a little patient with her mother.

"Little bit! " said Hans. He was still upset, when his mother interfered with many things with his affairs. But even so, Hans was not able to refuse Shanti's orders. He did not want to disappoint or make a burden on his mother's mind until she was sick. Loss at the departure of his father made Hans promise to take good care of his mother.

The atmosphere was silent for a moment due to the cold war between mother and child. Only the clinking of the impact of the spoon with the plate was currently heard.

"Zoya, are you healthy? It's been a strong journey." The baritone's voice broke the silence on the dining table.

"I'm healthy, Mom!" answer Zoya.

"Tomorrow to come with me to TKP." muttered Hans still finishing his breakfast.

"The same old man's better, Hans." - Mama Shanti timps with a slight smile. He feels relieved if Zoya goes with Hans. Somehow, when hearing the story of Bi Muna Mama Shanti became paranoid on Arum, a figure she had never met.

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Ever since the break decision from Nilla, Wildan could only stare at the girl from a distance. Actually, he disagreed with the decision. But, Nilla seemed to have made it round to sever ties with him. Not wanting to repeat his love story that ended ironically, Wildan tried to find a way to persuade Nilla.

Her own eyes, staring at the girl who was now out of her class. Nilla is beautiful even though she's a little judes. Not the real judes, his strict attitude only he aimed at wildan. He himself did not understand every time he met Wildan it felt like he could not be as gentle as he was behaving to the others.

The girl walked up to her bike. He always went up to par, even though he was still in a relationship with Wildan, he never expected to get special treatment. Be sent to pick him up wherever he wants. No, they rarely meet. Only once or twice if it's important.

Nilla was amazed when she was near her bike. A white rose and a box of rice were already in his bicycle basket. Of course it made him circulate his gaze in all directions.

The handsome figure with a shady face standing in front of the rector's office smiled at him. Instead of returning her smile, the girl quickly looked away.

"Just want to bribe me with a box of rice." muttered Nilla then pedaled her bicycle to go home to the boarding house. Even so, he was happy that a box of rice could make him skimp a little. A thin smile was embedded on the girl's face, other than a box of rice she also liked her white rose.

Nilla

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