
The long journey made Fabian tired until he slept for so long, clearly an opportunity for a Zayyan to stick to his wife. Tidying up clothes could not focus because he never let go again, Zayyan seemed to have not met a century.
"You're sexy, fit to be hugged."
She praised Zoya so with her hoarse voice. He pecked his shoulders and neck many times. Zoya's body is different and not as thin as when she was his sister, Zoya sepetinya trying hard to make his body shape as good as this.
"But watch out, brother. Later Bian wakes up, his clothes have not been all right."
"Tomorrow the servant will come, let it be his duty .. You serve me enough, Zoya."
Even if it is his duty to serve but that does not mean he cannot do anything else. Zoya who usually moves freely a little was surprised by this sudden change, although from the beginning she had expected that if she returned to Zayyan this would still be a little confused Zoya set the time.
"This is how I can fix it myself, brother."
"No, leave that and you come with me. I'm hungry, I can still cook, right?"
Strange question, but since Zayyan first knew that the task of cooking at home is held by Zoya, it is clear that she is capable without being asked. "Is there any?"
"There, in the fridge .. just find what I can, whatever I'll eat," Zayyan said as if really need to eat, though he could have delivered but a Zayyan put the will of the heart rather than everything.
"Wait here, I'll pang_"
"I'm coming along" Zayyan said a little annoyingly, they're not just the two anymore and should have accompanied Fabian.
"Bian is alone."
"He's sleeping, it's okay to be alone ..we don't take long," he said looking relaxed because Fabian is so sound and he's perfectly fine at the moment.
If you look at Zayan like this, Fabian needs someone who can take care of him. Because since childhood Fabian was used to being cared for by others and separated from Zoya, it happened because Zoya had to work of course. Now for different reasons, Zoya needs the services of someone who can be sincere to help her.
"You've changed the butt, haven't you?"
"Hm, I've."
Zayyan answered honestly even though he did not understand at all how to wear diapers for children as small as Fabian. During this time he did not prepare for it because he did not suspect that Zoya was pregnant while leaving him.
Zayyan smiled as his wife followed his will. The man was free and momentarily felt victorious from Fabian. He is not selfish, it's just that his longing for Zoya is that big and so many moments are missed during their two years of separation.
Think of it as a newlywed, Zayyan thought as he looked at the motion of his wife who began to fight with kitchen utensils. The man sits sweetly at the dining table while waiting for Zoya to finish. He sat down as well as Zoya who asked, if only the woman was silent maybe until now she still hugged Zoya tightly.
"Smart also turns out," Zayyan murmured softly after she noticed Zoya so thoroughly, probably because of her age and the circumstances that forced her to mature.
For a long time this place was not filled with the scent of this fragrant, Zayyan had been accustomed to delivery or eating out and only visited occasionally by his family. He was also disturbed, hoping that Zico or Agatha would not suddenly come to his apartment today.
A few minutes waiting, Zoya serves up a spaghetti bolognese that looks appetizing to Zayyan. Choosing a simple path, since the first is only simple ingredients that Zayyan prepared for himself.
"The fridge's quiet, how'd you eat it?" zoya asks because she even long enough to find materials that she can use.
"Delivery," he answered briefly which then made Zoya sigh softly.
"Then the groceries in the refrigerator Brother bought?"
"Agatha, sometimes she cooks here .. but the one who eats Zico, I don't like the food to be too salty" he replied honestly and rightly so, in fact, he still looks relaxed unconsciously if Zoya seems to be out of breath at this time.
"Learn thin," Zoya muttered softly but Zayyan could hear clearly until she stopped eating for a moment, the man looked at his wife so seriously as to say something so important.
"Don't go away if you don't want me to be skinny again" Zayyan said and then continued eating, even forgetting to invite Zoya who clearly cooked it.
Zoya took a deep breath, at this moment she seemed to never be able to answer when Zayyan often insinuated the departure problem. The feeling of guilt was more flowing in Zoya, just to see her husband was calm once eating greedily until he forgot to invite her Zoya to smile later.
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- To Be Continue -