The Twins of Rich CEOs

12. Suspicions

...Not possible, right? We only do it once, so it's impossible really, right?...

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"Lho?"

Zoya grimaces. His surprised mother saw his whereabouts and told him to come in.

"Where are you going? Almost a month without any news." Ask her mother after they sit down. He gave a glass of water to the only princess who looked pale. As a mother, of course, she was worried about her daughter who disappeared without news after saying goodbye to going to work.

Zoya looks at her mother's face. He hesitated to tell stories. How can he tell about his month-long experience? Even if he wants to tell the truth, he is worried that his mother fainted after knowing what happened to him.

"Zoya's a pickpocket, ma'am." His word. Her mother looks surprised. He then touched his son's shoulder.

"But you're okay, right?"

Zoya shook her head with a small smile. Although initially fine, but the ending he still lost his virginity.

My mom and dad were disappointed to find out.

Zoya held her mother's hand, "Mom, where are you?" Instead of.

"Sometimes," the mother replied briefly, "You deliberately diverted the conversation, yes."

Zoya grimaces back.

Caught.

His mother shook her head, "Where is Linda? How did you get home by yourself?"

"Sir Linda ... " Zoya scratched his nape. What does he have to say?

"Kok you got confused like this, anyway?"

"Mom" Zoya doesn't know what kind of lie to her. So now he decided to be honest. After all, her mother is like a detective, she honestly will be free, "Actually, the job that Sister Linda said was to be a prostitute." He said then that made the mother wake up from her seat.

"Rapid?" he looked at his son, "You're on the other side?"

Zoya asks her mother to sit back, "No-fuss, Zoya runs away first as soon as she knows." The answer. His mother looked with a confident look unsure. Well, can't be blamed either. Zoya also really lost her crown even though she was not used as a real prostitute.

"Just rest, then. I'm gonna go find your dad first."

Zoya nodded and let her mother go. After her mother died, Zoya took a bath. Because when his father hears his return later, Zoya will definitely be scolded.

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Zoya puts a plate of fried fish on the table. This is the last dish to be served. On the table, there are already sour vegetables and fried tempeh and tofu.

"Eat, Sir." Zoya Tawar. The father glanced sharply.

"It has been said in the village alone, insistent on leaving. Look how it is now."

Zoya just sat down and smiled awkwardly. Allegedly, his father must have been angry, "Sorry, sir. It's also called experience."

His father glanced sharply. The mother who understood the habits of the child and her husband then scooped rice onto her husband's plate, also took vegetables and other side dishes, "Eat, sir. Don't keep getting angry at the child."

Hearing the voice of the wife made the man whose hair began to whiten it stop staring sharply. He took his spoon, began to feed the food the wife served into the mouth. Besides, he scolded Zoya not for hating her. He was just worried about his son. Who's the father who's gonna scold his only son? Zoya is like a jewel to him.

But the way he spoke sounded evil.

"Tomorrow don't go far, just here." Said. Zoya nodded, not wanting to fight.

The mother just smiled a little at the quarrel of the child and her husband. So, her husband loved her son very much. So he was not so worried about their quarrel because in the end they would definitely reconcile.

In the end, they were immersed in their thoughts and continued their food until it ran out.

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Zoya was pouring flowers in front of her house. As the neighbor passed by, he greeted and smiled. The twenty-year-old girl really enjoyed her two-week break despite occasionally remembering her boss.

"Zoya, breakfast first."

Her mother's call made her turn around. He put down the padlock he was holding and replied, "Just a minute, Mom." He then went in for breakfast.

While working at Gallen's house, Zoya takes care of a lot of things. Cooking, cleaning the house, even washing-washing affairs are also her who takes care of. Well, even though the man helped often. But in her own home, Zoya doesn't really take care of everything. Usually they share tasks, even taking turns working on them as they are today.

And now, her mother has finished cooking and Zoya just eats.

"Which father, Mom?"

"She's still in her bedroom."

The girl nodded and immediately took a position. He was very curious about what food his mother prepared. The mother shook her head and smiled a little. Despite being in her twenties, Zoya still looks like a little girl.

"Udah, we met a few days ago. Why do you keep talking about Dafa?" Zoya seduces the mother. His mother kept talking about his childhood friend, as if Dafa was his son.

His mother smiled, "Well, Dafa is your friend. He's also a good son. When you disappeared for a month, she followed the info even though she was busy in college." The answer.

Seeing her child relaxed, her mother asked again, "You don't have the same feeling?"

"What did you ask, anyway?" Zoya laughed, "Because she knew from childhood, there was no romantic feeling between us, Mom. Dafa must have felt that way too." Answer Zoya.

His mother just shakes her head. Just like her father, it seems that Zoya is also insensitive to her own feelings.

When her father came out and sat down with her, Zoya no longer talked about Dafa. So did his mother. Because you feel Zoya is a child, so she is always angry when her children and wife talk about men as if Zoya is getting married.

His mother still placed the food in the bowl and the plate then placed it on the dining table after it was finished. That's when, the food that looks tempting suddenly smells strange in Zoya's nose.

"Ukh!"

Zoya according to her mouth and nose. His father, who was sitting on the side, looked at him, "Why are you?"

Zoya shook her head, "No, but how does the food smell weird, huh?"

Hearing his son's words, the father tried to smell the food that his wife had just put down, "It's normal, really. Maybe you catch a cold."

Zoya nodded. Well, it seems right his father said. Especially last night it rained and the air was cold. But anyway, he had to eat. Later, maybe he will look for drugs to overcome his nausea.

"Ukh!"

Zoya runs from her seat and goes to the bathroom. Can't, it seems like he can't eat with his stomach constantly churning like this!

"Zoya?" Mother approached. Since the door was locked, his mother could only speak from the outside, "His stomach is still sick? Want to buy you some medicine?"

Zoya leaned against the wall. His stomach seemed to only churn when he smelled the smell of food so close. Because when her mother prepares food in the kitchen, Zoya can still tolerate it even though her stomach has tasted bad since entering the house.

"No need, Mom. Zoya will go alone."

"Related?" His mother tried to make sure. Zoya nodded, though of course her mother could not see that.

"Yes, Zoya will go alone."

Hearing Zoya's words, her mother returns to the dining table. His father, who thought that his daughter's stomach might be bad, went to make warm tea, and prepared bread and jam, which happened to be in their house. Zoya who knows the sweet actions of her father smiled. Because the distance between the bathroom and the dining table is not so far away, Zoya hears their conversation clearly even though her father tries to speak slowly.

After her father finished eating and went to the fields, Zoya came out of the bathroom. His mother, who was worried because she had been out for a long time, came over, "Are you really going alone?"

Zoya nodded. After all, he was used to going out on his own.

"Oh, yeah. Buy it at the pharmacy, yeah. All of you want to drop something." Said Mother.

Zoya ready. Because the pharmacy is more than five kilometers from his house, he can all walk.

"Judah, write what you want to buy."

His mother then wrote a list of drugs that he wanted to buy. Actually not a cure for the disease, because the content is only honey, vitamins, and also milk for the bones.

After all the lists had been written, his mother gave him money. Zoya goes back to the room and gets ready. He changed his clothes and made a little appearance. When she finished, the girl said goodbye and went on her motorcycle to go to the pharmacy alone.

"Sir, I want to buy some stuff." He gave his shopping list to the pharmacy keeper.

"Wait a minute, yeah."

The dispensary guard went to get the things Zoya needed. The girl was waiting in front of the storefront. A short time later, a woman who seemed to be several years older than him came and spoke to the other shopkeeper. Zoya only glimpsed, then looked back to the front.

"Sir, I want to buy a testpack." He said in a soft voice.

Zoya's heart skipped a beat when she heard the name called. Surprised, the girl looked at the woman. The shopkeeper then gave some testpacks such as the woman's request, which was then paid quickly and the woman immediately went back from there.

"This is mbak, the order." The dispensary guard serving Zoya returns. Zoya who was sweating coldly was silent, not hearing when the dispensary guard called her.

Not possible, right? We only do it once, so it's impossible really, right?

"Mr?" Call the pharmacy guard back. Zoya looks up in surprise, making the dispensary guard apologize.

"Please add a testpack too." Zoya said suddenly.

The pharmacy guard smiled. Apparently, she thought that Zoya must be happy with the possibility of her pregnancy.

"Congratulations, Ma'am." She said when Zoya paid for all her groceries. Zoya just smiled stiffly, not knowing what else to answer.

With quick footsteps, the girl immediately went home. Of course, he hid some of the items he bought earlier in his jacket pocket. His mother and father could not know if their daughter who was still this girl bought such an item!

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