The Secret of Zoya's Love

Unaltered

During the trip, they last made a sound while Kyara was singing and it got a warning from Hans because the man felt insinuated with the ayair of the song he was singing.

Around nine p.m., the white Fortuner finally veered in Kyara's yard. A few minutes later, followed by two motorcycles that had accompanied the car had arrived at the place.

The two motorcycles stopped right in front of all the passengers of the fortuner car who were already standing waiting for them. Zoya and Hans did take a little distance away from the other three women.

"Crazy lo, Bang. No rest at all." said Rey to Hans as he opened his helmet. Hearing Rey's swearing, Hans just grieved.

" I regret my engine if it's too hot, it should be every two hours to rest" explained Rey as she walked over to Hans and Zoya who were standing next to each other but still mute each other.

"I want to hurry home." replied Hans briefly, the corner of his eyes glancing at Zoya who was reluctant to turn towards him at all. The usual face now looks grim.

"Zoy, for you, so that his face is not so shabby! " Rey thrust a chocolate bar towards Zoya. Meanwhile, Zoya looked at Hans questioningly. Seeing him, Hans did not stay still, took the chocolate and dumped it in any direction.

"She's got a lot at home" Hans said furiously, and it left Rey chuckling.

"Look yeah! She's my wife, don't even think about teasing her! " threaten Hans by pushing Rey's chest with his index finger.

Seeing two men arguing like teenagers, Zoya walks towards the gate to leave them. He was tired and wanted to get home soon.

"Remember, yes! Once he gives you the green light, I'll take it from you!" Rey gives a warning as Hans revives his bike.

"Don't hope! It's not that easy." Hans replied with a sense of annoyance, he then drove his bike to catch up with Zoya who was already on the side of the road.

"Let's go up, Zoy!" hans said as he approached Zoya.

Seeing the unmoving Zoya makes Hans impatient. He got off his bike still by letting the engine run. Zoya who did not want to see Hans finally gave a loud scream."Aarrrggghhh... " Hans lifted up his wife's tiny body and sat in the front tank. The man who was still upset immediately put his motorbike forward with a blingsatan on the road leading to his home.

Her jaw hardens as she remembers if Rey will take Zoya blatantly. Naturally, it made Hans even more furious, especially when Zoya was really angry with him. Reynaldy is not just anyone, a main director of 'Global News' even the man also has a million talents and that makes Hans must always be vigilant.

Zoya was still silent on the motorbike, fear enveloped her as Hans drove his motorbike madly enough to penetrate the streets of a city that was quite crowded. Not to mention, as he glanced at the angry face that was only a thin distance away with his face. Hans's sharp gaze was straight forward, but his breathing that swept his left cheek was able to make Zoya's heart beat difficult to interpret.

Hans stopped his motorbike after entering the gate of his house. Not giving up the opportunity when her husband opened the helmet, Zoya immediately jumped down and ran into the house. But, when she saw Mama Shanti still in front of the TV by playing mobile phone, Zoya let her step down and approached her mother-in-law.

"Assynolt, Ma! " greet Zoya by taking the back of her in-laws' hands for salim.

"Greetings, Zoy! " shanti replied by observing her daughter-in-law. Then his gaze turned towards Hans who had just entered the house. From both the faces of her daughter-in-law's son she was sure something was wrong. He was sure it was related to a woman named Arum.

"Ma, Zoya go to the room first! " thank Zoya, then leave Mama Shanti who is still waiting for Hans to arrive in front of her.

"There must be a problem." guessed Shanti as Hans sat his tired body next to his mother.

"Hmmm." replied Hans excitedly.

"Why?" shanti asked so enthusiastically.

"Jealous! " do not want to add to the problem that makes it more dizzy. Hans decides to follow Zoya into the room.

"Ih.that child even makes curious." grumbled Mama Shanti who could not dig up the information at all, because Hans hurriedly left her.

He tried to see the condition of his wound, quite wide. When the tense period may not be felt, only this time he felt a little pain.

"Simplek. "the sharp gaze of the man who was still in front of the mirror turned to the shadow behind him. Seen Zoya out of the bathroom in shorts and singlet pajamas, her hands so skillfully ruffled her long hair with a towel. But, the woman did not look at him in the slightest.

"Oh Allah, this is very much in the mind of a person who is usually considerate." he murmured inwardly. Then he breathed heavily.

"Zoy, can you help me clean my wounds?" this time he had to ask.

"Would take a shower first! " a brief Zoya replied without looking at her husband. She was busy drying her hair.

After drying her hair, Zoya chooses to see Ale. I think he missed the boy. He dragged his steps towards Ale's room. His fat body hugged the bolster very tightly. At the sight of her, Zoya smiles, then kisses her daughter's temple and pulls the blanket up to her neck.

This time her stomach is very hungry, but Hans who asks her to treat her wound blindly Zoya delays for dinner.

After, replacing the sleeping lights in Ale's room, Zoya returned to the room. He had already found that Hans who was only wearing a towel that was waist-length was already sitting on the sofa. Still in silent mode, Zoya now walks up to Hans with a medicine box. This made Hans conclude his slight smile because Zoya was still willing to treat his wound.

"Arghhh.. Slow down, Zoy! You're hurting me." Hans said grimacingly as Zoya slightly pressed on the wound."

"That's nothing compared to the wound of my heart" the sentence slid spontaneously from Zoya's lips and it was without looking at the face in front of her.

"Which one? " Hans still pretended not to understand.

"Too many to the point that I can't say." Zoya replied.

"You're too much, Zoy. Spontaneous Arum hugging me!" Hans was still evasive if he had hurt his wife's feelings.

"Yes I'm overreacting. Try telling the whole world, which wife is yelled at in front of the crowd is not hurt, at least she must be embarrassed. A wife always covers her husband's disgrace, what if her husband treats her like that?" Zoya said accompanied by tears. It was as if he was vaporizing his anger that was still lingering in his heart.

"I've seen women hug Mas Hans a lot since Naura or Ms Arum or maybe there's another woman I don't know. Had Mas Hans understood my feelings." said Zoya still with condense eyes.

"I swear there's no other woman, Zoy. And that's spontaneous."

"Alright all this time I've given you a lot of leeway, Mas. What if a man spontaneously hugs me? What would Hans do?" Hans did not expect that such a sentence would slide from the woman who had always harbored his feelings. Zoya begins to skillfully process the word to make the man still silent with the jaw hardened. Of course he would not stay silent if someone hugged his wife.

"I'll sleep in Ale's room!" said Zoya by cleaning the medicine box after use.

"Zoy, don't be!" Hans tries to persuade Zoya.

"Don't touch me, Mum! " reject Zoya by shaking Hans' hand. Zoya knows, resisting her husband's touch is not right. But, he only wanted Hans to understand his position.

"Zoy, this is not the way." Hans muttered by leaning his body on the sofa body. The man was still staring at Zoya's departure until his wife disappeared from behind the door of his room.

"Zoy, be angry for not long. I can run my life without you Zoya Kamila." Hans grumbled with a rough patch of her still damp hair.

"Why did God create women with a very strong memory to remember one by one the faults of men? Ah. I don't think this is fair." The man reluctantly moved as his mind began to monologue. He felt today himself so apes.

Seriate....