The Secret of Zoya's Love

Hans Narcis Sejagad's

Although there was a lump and bruise on Ale's head, but according to the doctor's examination there was nothing to worry about Ale's condition. If Ale complained of dizziness it was common after rolling off some stairs. And it has also received warnings from doctors so that similar events do not happen again.

"Father, Ale is sick! What if Papa buys Ale Ice cream? Let the spit heal." pinta Ale after finishing the examination.

"Will be angry at say fat?" goda Hans, still holding Ale to the clinic parking lot. Ale did not reply again and Hans opened the rear car door for Ale to quickly enter.

"I'll accompany Ale in the back, Mas." said Zoya without seeing if Hans was already grieving. "I thought I was the driver, what?" hans grumbled then walked in and sat behind the wheel.

"Mas, don't forget to buy ice cream!" Zoya recalls the moment her husband started the car engine.

"Ready Nyonyah!" hans's answer was emphatic when the two women had many requests and worse, he could not refuse them. Hearing Hans's reply, the two women sitting behind him sounded uneasy even though both of them had closed their mouths. Hans just glanced at him from the rearview mirror.

With his sunglasses slightly disguised, Hans tailed behind his two gleeful-looking women as he walked for a seat in a steak palace and ice cream.

"Mas Hans, what would you like to order?" zoya asks after she and Ale agree to pick a chocolate vanilla flavor.

"No need, I don't really like ice cream" Hans replied, causing Zoya to return the menu book to the waitress.

While waiting for her order to come, Zoya observed the handsome face in front of her. Black glasses perched at the base of his nose bangir make the look of the man in front of him look more cool.

"Why smile? I'm a handsome one, right?" hans asked, his face still looking down at the phone in hand but behind his sunglasses he could glance if his wife was looking at him with a smile. Hearing Hans Zoya's narcissistic phrase just smiled.

A moment later, the waiter came with two bowls of ice cream. Zoya's sparkling beautiful eyes and the grin on her daughter's lips make Hans carry over to display a smile at the corner of her thin lips. Simple happiness for both of the people he loves.

"Zoy, I want a spoon!" hans said he was tempted when he saw both women were busy enjoying ice cream. Zoya stuck a scoop of ice cream in Hans' mouth. The man shuddered as he felt the enegh in his mouth.

"Geez, the boss is so romantic! Use bribery - bribery." Kyara's voice made the two turn their heads, Hans and Zoya. Kyara came with Arum. Arum is different, at this time the girl is already wearing a hijab.

"Ohhh, you! " said Hans then turned his head towards Zoya. Spontaneous Zoya stops her feed staring at Arum and presents a slightly forced smile.

"How are you doing, Zoya?" sapa Arum lirih's. His voice was full of doubt.

"Good Ma'am!" zoya answered briefly while Hans, who was now only displaying an awkward smile.

"Zoy, I'm in the hijab now" said Arum.

"Alhamdulillah, may Istiqomah with noble intentions." said Zoya. I don't know why his speech is so hard to control. He felt he shouldn't talk much.

"Ale, salim with Aunt Arum and Aunty Kyara! " zoya said to Ale who seemed to care no more about the surroundings.

"Assalamu'alaikum Aunt, Aunty! Our table here is already full." the bulky boy chattered as he pleased.

"Don't worry, honey! Aunty's going to the next table." Kyara replied.

"Let's Zoya, Mas Hans." said Arum, whom Kyara had pulled to sit at the corner table.

The atmosphere was suddenly silent and awkward, although made as usual but still they felt strange. Hans turned to Zoya. The hue of the face that previously looked happy was now suddenly stiff, even he seemed to deliberately not take his eyes off the ice cream.

"Have finished? " ask Hans breaking the silence between them.

"Already, Mas." answered Zoya briefly representing.

"Why not spend?" hans asked already can guess that the gelagat is not good if it's like this.

"It's full." heard the short sentence Zoya Hans went to pay the bill. Meanwhile, Zoya has taken Ale to the parking lot. With long steps Hans also walked towards the parking lot because he did not want to add complicated affairs.

The afternoon that was still blazing with the sun they finally returned home. During the journey the atmosphere became quiet, there was a stiffness between them including Ale who used to chatter was now also silent.

"Assalaamulaikum" Ale said as he opened the main door of the house. Not seeing his omanya on the sofa that used to be a throne to play mobile phones, the boy immediately looked for his omanya to the back. Shanti seemed to be sitting casually in the gazebo near the pool, it made Ale immediately approached her omen.

"What's? Ale bales isn't?" Shanti was shocked when she heard her grandson's complaint.

"So Dimas in anuratin mother teacher. It was the same Papa we went to the doctor." explained Ale.

"How can you do that, Zoy? " ask Shanti when she sees Zoya coming.

"Assynolt, Ma! " greet Zoya immediately took the back of her in-laws hand.

"So just checked Ale's head condition. Thank God it's okay." replied Zoya.

"That's confirmed lo, Zoy. I don't want my granddaughter to get hurt." Shanti's spontaneous protective nature came out.

"Yes, Zoya talked to her teacher . And Ale's class has been separated from Dimas's" Zoya explained.

"Ale, let's pray Ashar first! The Ashar's time is up." Bring Zoya. The boy followed what his mother said.

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After accompanying Ale to sleep, Zoya exited the room to the balcony. It sounded below Mama Shanti was busy chatting with Bi Muna who was cleaning the kitchen. While Hans still locked himself in the study.

Zoya gazes at some of the city's atmosphere that looks beautiful with the lights from above the Balcony. A different atmosphere as he permeated it in silence.

"Darling..!" hans said hugging the tiny body from behind, a kiss landed on the nape that was still covered in his wife's long hair. Instantly Zoya was shocked when suddenly the embrace locked her body.

"What's up, Mom?" zoya asked and looked back at the beautiful sight.

"What are you? Just keep quiet." Hans turned Zoya's tiny body to face her. Zoya was silent and lowered her head, making Hans have to cupped both palms on the two cheeks of the cabi.

"Mbak Arum is beautiful yes Mas when wearing a hijab." said Zoya.

"Yes, why?" hans asked with a look at the iris of those pretty eyes that turned into a wistful.

"The client knows Mas Hans' answer."

"Emang is prettier, right?" goda Hans's. The man managed to make his wife's eyes teary.

"Hae, why should we cry? I'll just answer your question." Hans chuckled as he looked at the corner of the eye dripping with water. The man who knew his wife was jealous now landed a brief kiss on Zoya's forehead.

"You jealous?" hans asked with a sinless smile as he saw the corner of his wife's eyes condense.

"Not jealous. But answering him is too honest. Does Mas Hans not know what it's like to have her husband praise another woman? Does that have anything to do with yesterday's polygamy?" search Zoya.

"Well, how is this? Yesterday I was just talking about polygamy. So what if Arum is beautiful? There are many beautiful women out there besides Arum as well. And if I wanted maybe today I already have ten wives." Hans was still feeling happy when Zoya was overwhelmed with jealousy.

"What is polygamy?" Her tears just keep melting. In Zoya's mind right, maybe a lot of women out there want a figure like Hans.

"You, as long as there is a more beautiful heart and appearance of Zoya Kamila the wife of Hans Satrya Jagad the most beautiful man in the world." said Hans then carried the tiny body and took it to the room.

"More fitting, Hans Narcis Sejagad." Zoya's reply made the man smile wryly and then grimaced. Zoya Kamila who always makes her anxious, silences her with ******* short on those tiny lips is just the way Hans is currently doing it.

"To be more precise, whether you are beautiful or not, but I have fallen in love with you, Zoya Kamila." Hans muttered inwardly as he looked at his wife's ayu face. His legs also managed to close the door of the room that had been successfully opened.

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