Desire Sister Stepdaughter
CHAPTER 26 - Stay You

Alexander's death spread so quickly, many people felt sadness even though it was not a nuclear family. Tears and sobs still enveloped Alexander's extended family, especially Zoya. He was not Alexander's flesh and blood, but he was the one who was the most wounded.

Once unconscious on top of the papa navel, now the woman realized herself was in her room. Not alone, but rather there was Zayyan by his side. "Dear." Zayyan's soft voice made him more aware if he was not dreaming.

Zoya, who felt her head still heavy, tried to wake up from her sleep. Zayyan moved quickly and gave him a glass of water which he had prepared on the nightstand. "Drink," said Zayyan faithfully waiting for him, a glass of water was toilet to make his chin wet.

"What's wrong here?"

"Why do you think? Which husband can calm his wife like this."

It seemed like Zayyan had completely forgotten about their quarrel. The man wiped off the sweat and pulled the wife's hair, Zayyan smiled wryly as Zoya looked at him for a few seconds then looked down again.

"Sir Ro_"

"Shuut, don't mention anyone when we're together . I don't want us to fight just because of that woman, Zoya." Zayyan put the fingers on his lips, it was enough that night they even split the bed just for fighting over Rosa.

For half an hour he was in Zoya's room, deliberately silent and running from the reach of Abraham and Amora. Zayyan let out a rough sigh, the man was still upset actually. But how else, everything has happened and it is also Zoya's own will.

"You hungry?"

Zoya shook her head, she did not feel hungry at all. Right now, all he wanted was for his father to return. Zoya's face makes Zayyan hurt, understand very well if the wife is now back to cry because hit with the departure of Alexander.

"Don't cry anymore, you're not alone .. There I will take care of you, why is it that sad?"

Zayyan felt his existence was no longer useful. Already made a wife but Zoya still seems to have no one, obviously it makes her a little angry. "I'm your husband, Zoya .. This second I can drop a talc on Rosa."

"Don't you, Big Brother promised in front of his parents, in front of Papa, and there are many witnesses." Heavy, but facts speak. Zayyan had promised Papa to live his trust, as well as Abraham.

"I also promise to take care of you, even in front of God, Zoya .. My wife is still you," Zayyan said, pressing every sentence, getting Zoya is not easy. It was obvious that he was not willing when the other party's presence hindered his life.

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In the living room, there was no more Abraham that he avoided. The man stepped gontai past Zico who looked pensive in the living room. "What are you doing here? Go back to your room, Zico."

"Hm, what's your wife?"

"Ck, where do I know ... go home maybe," Zayyan said then threw her rough body on the soft sofa.

"Zoya has no place to live other than here."

Zayyan turned his head towards his sister, it seems that Zico really cannot be fooled. It is evident that she really considers Zoya to be Zayyan's wife.

"You, why don't you save me, Zico."

"Enjoy it, I thought your marriage could wake Papa up .. It was the opposite, instead" said Zico sighing harshly, he couldn't do anything yesterday. Especially when he pleads for Zayyan to marry through Zoya, a weapon that can melt Zayyan's heart.

"Enjoy what, all the years I kept .. I hurt him myself," said Zayyan smiling wryly, 15 years he kept Azoya even scratched he did not accept. It was really annoying when fate actually made him hurt in less than ten days.

In order to keep Abraham feeling, tonight Zayyan returned to her room so that Rosa would not feel humiliated by this marriage. It's just that, not at all with the intention of sleeping together but not wanting to make Rosa feel insulted, that's all.

Arriving at the woman's room was waiting for her on the edge of the bed with her flat face. The man clenched his hands and did not want his bed touched by the woman he had not expected at all. "Where are you from? Just got home this late?" asked the woman suddenly, she stared at Zayyan's appearance which was still the same as it was earlier this afternoon.

"Office," he replied in a very short way, Zayyan was completely different and unlike the one he had first met.

Zayyan looked not too concerned, he passed to the bathroom to clean himself up. Rosa, who felt that Zayyan was unusually different, clenched her hands and went back to reaching for her cell phone, had Rosa's heart warmed and she had never treated a man like such a useless woman.

"It's annoying, after all, not my type at all," his grunts annoyed and starts surfing social media, seeking entertainment as he usually does.

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