The Secret of Zoya's Love

Zoya Drunk

More precisely, 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 long legs also managed to close the door of the room that had been successfully opened.

His wife's body was placed on the bed, and Hans laid his body near Zoya. His head rested on one hand with a bent elbow.

"Why are you so crybaby? I see you as a strong woman to hold on to." Hans said, pinching Zoya's nose.

"I don't want to feel like the night Mas Hans asked permission for polygamy. Had Mas Hans known what it was like, it would have seemed like I wanted to die back then, but I couldn't." Zoya made Hans smile.

"I'm sorry!" that's all that said when the nose of the bangir was attached to the moist eye fertilizer. Perhaps, this is called trauma, anxiety that arises if it has to do with something painful.

The man hugged his wife warmly, he knew many difficult things that Zoya had gone through.

"Zoya, the day after tomorrow we're going to my friend's party. You must accompany me." said Hans still with a hug to Zoya.

"Simple... " The sound of the door opening made their embrace fade away.

It was as if Ale was walking towards their bed with drowsiness still visible.

"Ale sleeps want to be accompanied by Mama" said Ale then crawled up to the bed to keep Hans' body away from Zoya.

"Ale, you're grown, you sleep alone!" hans protests as the boy sniffs between him and Zoya.

"Papa is also grown, why ask for the company of Mama?" said Ale without caring anymore about his papa. The boy put his foot on Zoya's waist.

"Geez, the more you like to argue with this boy." hans grumbled, but ignored by Ale, the boy still hugged Zoya tightly. He got up and left his two women hugging each other.

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"Zoy, Zoya... " While down the stairs Hans kept shouting to Zoya. He knew his wife's morning routine was in the kitchen. The figure he was looking for was carrying a cup of black coffee to the dining table. As usual breakfast was ready first when Ale was about to leave for school.

"Zoy, today I'm going to fill out a seminar on campus. I just want to wear a plain shirt." Hans protested because before the activity in the kitchen, Zoya prepared a shirt patterned salur.

"Yes, Mas. I forgot that today it was Mas Hans' schedule to attend the invitation on campus." replied Zoya. The woman then rushed up the stairs that Hans followed from behind.

From afar Mama Shanti just shook her head feeling astonished at her son's dependence on Zoya. At that time, being with Renita Hans was not so dependent. He can prepare everything himself.

"It's a good thing that Zoya's patient stock hasn't run out" Shanti muttered still enjoying her warm cup of tea.

In the room Zoya still looks bothered because everything in prepared for her husband turned out to be all wrong. From shirts, watches to tie colors.

"Don't pout that, dong!" goda Hans when he saw Zoya was silent looking for a rolex watch as he requested.

"I'm looking for a reward for you, Zoy." continued Hans as Zoya handed him a light grey shirt.

"Yes, I know!" zoya answered briefly.

"Well, the risk of having an important man's husband, Zoy." Hearing Hans who just kept talking narcissistic, Zoya just let out a heavy sigh. There are no more cool men like the impression people on the outside about Hans.

"Remember, behind the success of the husband there is the prayer of a mother and wife." replied Zoya after giving a navy suit for her husband.

"Where are you? Waita minute! We're going down together." Hans blocks Zoya's arm from leaving him. Zoya stops and then throws her shoulders in response to her husband's request.

"Please put the tie on!" hans Pinta. Zoya then tiptoes, while the tall body bends slightly as the tiny hand weaves a tie around her husband's neck.

"Cup...." Hans kissed cabi zoya's cheeks.

"I love you, thank you for every prayer. Prayers in the third of the night that were never missed." A short kiss and a thank you to her husband made the white face now meet red.

"I never prayed for Mas Hans during tahajud." Zoya lied. It made the man in front of him smile.

"I've heard it a few times you prayed for me and Ale. Although, I haven't been able to run tahajud but when you wake up I'm also awake." explained Hans then embrace the tiny body to get out of the room. They went back down to the dining table.

Shanti who saw the arrival of her son with her hands embracing his wife's shoulder just stared at him without blinking, then scratched the tip of her eyebrows that did not itch.

"Tumben did not comment, Ma." said Hans when he was near his mother, the man saw his mother's gaze meaningfully.

"What do you want to comment? Too nano nano." Hearing Mama Shanti's reply made Zoya smile instead. She started preparing breakfast dishes for her husband.

"Ready, but there's money on your way!"

"Hmmm! " Hans only cleared his throat when he heard his mother's response. Not wanting any more debate, Hans chose to finish his breakfast quietly.

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At night, they reached the ballroom of a hotel. The atmosphere is quite lively even though it is just a small party. All his friends among businessmen and college friends as an invitation, now began to arrive.

As usual when attending a party Zoya is always groggy, her confidence is a little eroded when it comes to blending with the upper middle class.

"Mas, how do I look? I'm not ashamed, am I? " asked Zoya as Hans opened the car door for her.

"Beautiful, very pretty!" hans replied, this time Hans did speak honestly. The petite body that currently looks graceful wrapped in a dress made of embroidered tile with a model of fluffy pieces for the bottom of the skirt and slightly adds the same batik accent worn by Hans makes Zoya rightit looks elegant.

Hans takes Zoya into the room, this time they leave without Ale due to a slightly formal party.

Hans brings Zoya to congratulate Rudi and Melani. After that they blend in with other invited guests who some Hans already know.

"Well, finally get to meet again with the famous lawyer in this city" said Rafa Hans college friend. For a moment they hugged each other.

"This is my wife Zoya." Hans introduces Zoya to his friend who is there. They looked at Zoya. I don't know what his friend Hans's own friend thinks he doesn't care anymore.

Their small group at tonight's party is like a magnet for their college friends including Ryan who also came, this time the old virgin came alone.

"What if we play again. We five! " At once the idea that was thrown by Rafa made the five men who were in the group look sparkling except Hans. They seem to want to reminisce during the college era who pretended to be a band boy.

"No, you guys! " hans replied, he didn't want to leave Zoya who looked hard to blend in with the others. In addition to her age seems the youngest, only a few women who wear the hijab, even they do not know Hans.

"Come on Hans, just once. You used to be the coolest vocal of your time." said Rafa.

"Can you, Zoya?" ryan asked him he knew best why Hans was reluctant to go on stage.

"As for Mas Hans alone." - Ought Zoya, Zoya's answer was like a breath of fresh air to the four friends of Hans. They immediately pulled Hans onto the stage and replaced the position of the capital band that Rudy had invited as a guest star.

'Stupid Man' was the first song they ever sang. Zoya smiles as her husband sings her favorite band song very well. Hans, himself could not be seen Zoya from the stage. He was a little relieved when some of his friend's wives invited Zoya to join.

"Zoya, why shut up?" Greet one of Hans' friend's wives. The woman whose husband plays with Hans is now approaching Zoya. In fact, there are also some women who are still single. Their look is really sexy and graceful.

"Please drink! Rarely can we gather for a party" said a woman who came alone with a drink.

"Just relax, we're all Hans's friends" Rafa's wife said.

"Diminum, Zoya." The others chimed in. While Zoya was wondering why the water offered, but she had seen the juice. Feeling confused with who gave Zoya a blind drink immediately drank it. Spontaneous he spouted out even though something had been swallowed.He felt a bitter taste.

Everyone laughed when they saw Zoya's reaction. Hans, who had just finished his song and saw a slight commotion in his wife's group, immediately ran over to Zoya.

Her face was already red, when she had seen Zoya spitting out a drink from her mouth.

"What the fuck are you guys? " Snapped Hans when he saw Zoya's white face turning red. Hans clenched his jaw holding back the already-exciting emotions in his chest. He felt his wife was being bullied.

"I'm sorry, I thought your wife already knew the drink she was holding." replied Nuke. The woman who gave Zoya a drink.

"Ba....!" hans takes Zoya out of the party. Hans already didn't care if he was already the center of attention. Right now her focus is on Zoya who keeps hitting her head slowly because she feels dizzy.

"You okay, Zoy? " asked Hans when they were in the car.

"My throat is burning, my head hurts too." Zoya lamented still with a twitch of her head.

"What did you think that was?" Hans started driving his car through the highway.

"I thought it was water but the smell was different" Zoya replied, closing her eyes and leaning against the back of Hans' chair.

Seriate...