Desire Sister Stepdaughter
CHAPTER 34 - The Same Name

Dreams of whether he's on vacation in these moments. Once rejected by his friends, Zayyan chose to be alone. However, of course, he is just going through, while the preparation and everything is the responsibility of Clayton, the assistant. It was the man who determined where he was staying, and what Zayyan needed while there.

"Groom 202, I've all prepared .. enjoy your time there, Zico and I will be in charge here" Clayton said from behind his phone call, he only gave me things he knew before.

Zayyan did not reply anymore, he stepped footed when he arrived at the airport. A man dressed in all black was waiting for his arrival, a face full of warm smiles he gave to Zayyan but not vice versa with Zayyan, the man chose to be quiet.

"Sir Zayyan?"

He was a little disturbed by the call of the sir, especially from people who were more mature than him. If outside this would be better when someone calls his name.

"Yes, right."

It seemed that this was part of the many things Clayton had prepared for him. Since he was at the lowest point, indeed the people beside him seemed to think Zayyan really needed to be accompanied, especially Zico who considered if Zayyan's mentality was actually problematic after Zoya's death.

Along the way, Zayyan's eyes did not stop staring out there. The man thought and pondered until the end of his wait. Zoya is too independent to be really reluctant to bother him again, almost every day Zayyan checks the email and hopes there will be a notification that becomes a bright spot to find his wife.

However, even tonight there is no sign of Zoya's life and makes it look like she is dead. For a moment Zayyan closed his eyes, his heart's intention was a holiday but why hasn't he been this confused. Until without him knowing his eye peluk wet, this is common and will always be like this until later Zayyan found a cure.

"It's here, sir."

Too long daydreaming, Zayyan did not even realize that he had arrived at the hotel. Zayyan thanked him for this time, for a moment he looked up when he arrived at the towering building before him. Make sure there's no wrong place and Zayyan is reluctant to be embarrassed in there.

The man took a long step towards the receptionist, as usual a slightly reluctant Zayyan stared at the unfamiliar interlocutor. Just to convey his needs and after that he passed, thanks only sometimes he did not answer at all.

"Zoya!"

Zayyan halted his steps when he heard a woman half-shouting behind him. It's not the ethical issues of the officers here that he's concerned about. Rather, the name caused his attention to be distracted for a moment.

"Ck, that name isn't just one, Zayyan."

The man muttered softly as he turned his head and saw two women in the same uniform seem to be chatting behind him. It's just that, even though he has no confidence if not the wife in question the man still turned his head and has not passed.

They seemed to whisper, unfortunately the curious face of the woman had not been seen either. A few moments later they passed to another place, until the woman's face was clearly visible.

Deg

Zayyan's heart thumped, for the first time Zayyan's hope was not broken. The woman was really Zoya whom she missed, only that she was very much different, more mature and more beautiful in her eyes.

Just about to step up, Zayyan undoed his intention when the woman seemed to be facing a serious problem. For a while Zayyan let him do his job, most likely not to be disturbed and for tonight he decided to get here alone. At least he found out where his wife was.

"See you tonight, Zoya."

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Meanwhile, Zoya and Alya are being made upset because of the many protesting guests. Hiding behind the word visitor is the king, Zoya must follow their will to be asked to move the position of the bed and others.

"Small shear, not yet fit."

Oh my God, it's hard to find money. Zoya wipes her sweat, among many people somehow the man chooses Zoya to fulfill his wish.

"Enough, you can come out .. tell your boss, your friend who just fired," said the man and made Zoya roll her eyes lazy, but, why should they get visitors like this guy.

With a breath that was now panting, Zoya passed out followed by Alya behind her. The fate of the two is the same, how many times have visitors asked for this and that is only for the sake of feeling comfortable when their work should not be so.

"Zoy, you still have a strong job? Heavy like this," said Alya but only got a thin smile from Zoya, a question that almost every day Alya asked.

"Who shall I be."

"I if so you mending accept the proposal of the Dikta pact, have been given the way of a good life with God still working until the waist pain," said Alya confused himself why Zoya could be so strong to hold herself.

"For now my life has been very fine, Alya .. so I have no thoughts of accepting another man," Zoya said making Alya give a rough sigh, yes, she thought Zoya would think this way.

"So wonder how perfect it is until you close your eyes even to that plenipotentiary handsome Dikta pact, Zoy."

"She's so, so perfect, Alya."

Zoya slammed, only with a question did Zoya's mind go everywhere. His heart ached, but it was no one's fault that he chose to leave.

- To Be Continue -