Desire Sister Stepdaughter
CHAPTER 51 - Home

If Zayyan had spoken then no one could have refuted him. The man actually brought home his son and wife, the matter of the house that was still in the installments would obviously be a later affair. Of course all belonged to Mirna which Zayyan ordered as an intermediary to hand over whatever Dikta had given to his wife.

Not only that, knowing if Zoya's salary doubles Zayyan mindlessly returns what Zoya should not have gotten. Zayyan was most anti with such things, he wanted to brainwash his wife who was stupid to flow far away.

"Titip greetings to Dikta yes, Bi .. sorry if I suddenly like this," Zoya told Mirna who was very heavy to release Fabian.

"Yes, Non. Already supposed to follow the husband, do not go-go again .. pity her husband," said Mirna and managed to make Zoya frown, of course the woman knew the facts from Zayyan's own mouth.

Mirna takes Zoya's departure to the airport. Although a little surprised by the presence of Zayyan, but now he understands what happened to his employer. "We're leaving, Bi."

Zoya still wants to talk to the woman a lot. But Zayyan who had put on a flat face for a moment scared him to take safe steps and better immediately passed following Zayyan's steps.

As strong as his efforts to become an independent woman still when it is under the rule of Zayyan he will feel different. Zayyan clasped his fingers so tightly, as if afraid of past events repeating themselves. He who lost Zoya a few hours before departure traumatized the man.

"Sister, I'm the big one, '" Zoya asked nicely thinking Fabian needed her more than Zayyan.

"I'm just, your body is too small."

The reason is very unreasonable, right now Fabian is the main weapon that Zayyan can use to hold Zoya dead. Fabian who also seemed to understand at home without protesting in the power of the father, he said,

"How thirsty will he be?"

"I'm ready, safe."

Zayyan pointed out the pacifier that he had prepared so that later Fabian did not need to move into Zoya's arms on the grounds of drinking milk. Though there is absolutely no intention of Zoya to leave him this time, it's just that Zayyan who is too afraid prefers to take it safe and there's no way Zoya would dare to leave him if Fabian was on him.

Going together after a long separation now Zayyan feels back. Traveling that had been delayed for two years, now he really is not a dream to be sitting next to Zoya. Not just two but three.

During the trip Zoya is nervous extraordinarily, for some reason there is a fear in Zoya when she returns to her city. Until, when they land safely Zoya's heart gets out of control even she's as scared as it is to face today.

"Why you?"

"Fear, Brother."

"Fearful or sad to leave Dikta?" asked Zayyan looking at him coldly but still unwilling to let go of Zoya at this moment.

"Fear, what if Mama gets angry?"

"We're not going home, after all what right they have to be angry."

Zayyan was not kidding, he indeed had no desire to return to the main house. The man tried to give peace to the wife who he realized to sweat when he was not alone at this time.

Not rude, but it seems that Zoya cannot be explained slowly. A few minutes waiting for Clayton to come and pick them up, the man came out and greeted Zayyan with his wife first.

Clayton was so familiar in his eyes, Zoya's eyes couldn't possibly be wrong and had indeed seen this man. Even if his clothes were different and he was sure it couldn't be wrong.

"Good afternoon, Miss?"

Her voice increasingly makes Zoya sure she has met this man, she can not be wrong. Although the appearance is different, it is much neater and does not wear pastel pink pajamas like yesterday.

"Why you?"

"Who is he, brother?" zoya asked a little whisper and tried to tiptoe because the man's body was indeed very high.

"Clay, my personal assistant." Naturally Zoya does not know him, Zayyan has never met Zoya in person, only Clayton does know Zoya.

"She's familiar, I've met her at the hotel," Zoya replied deliberately so slowly because she was worried that her words were heard by the man in black.

"Hotel?"

Zayyan frowned, as Clayton was out of town preparing everything for his vacation, but where Clayton was staying he had no idea.

"Yes .. yesterday who asked for a bed," Zoya replied again upset and she was sure not wrong people, he said, if it were true that this man yesterday was the right day for her to take revenge.

They were whispering but little could be heard by Clayton. Realizing that Zoya was discussing the incident at the hotel, she spoke up again so they could get into the car.

"Please enter, our journey will be long plus the weather today is not friendly .. so we should leave immediately," he said making up when the sun shines so bright, so bright, confused for what Clayton really meant.

"Wait, have we met before?" zoya asked later and managed to make Clayton speechless, he had to carefully answer her of course.

"It doesn't seem like it yet, Miss."

"Oh yeah? A few days ago, there was a guest at the hotel where I worked asking to be allowed to position the bed .. seka_ or do not-don't be right you?" zoya asked as clearly as she won because she was curious about the man, had said if God allowed to meet a second time then he would make a lesson.

"Miss wrong people maybe, my face is indeed the market." Zayyan laughed heartily listening to the answer, for some reason even if it was Clayton who made his wife upset that he would accept it.

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