Desire Sister Stepdaughter
CHAPTER 59 - Not the New Bride

Zayyan's shopping, Clayton's shy. The man was eager to run right now, sure enough Clayton's guess that Zayyan would do the unexpected. Forget the identity of Zayyan, it seems no President who bought a bikini in a way tailored to his grasp.

The woman who was guarding there also followed the embarrassment, while Zayyan looked relaxed as she felt there was nothing wrong with her way. All is well, he has the right to choose as a buyer. After all it's a gift for his wife, it will be more loss if it's wrong.

Finished with his interests, Zayyan paid with a face that was also still equally relaxed. Really, Clayton who was next to him was already worried, just worried if this kind of task would Zayyan leave it to him too later.

"Any more, Boss?"

"Ah yes ... Fabian fragrance oil runs out, I was asked Zoya to change," he said later. Yes, even though he had tried to eliminate the trace by throwing the bottle still caught by the baby's owner.

Looks like Clayton's assignment will be pretty complicated after this. Both are now moving out and looking for the main item that Zayyan needs to replace. Zayyan's aura is indeed very different after coming home from vacation with the child and his wife, although tired it does look but quite a relief for Clayton's heart because his boss is really happy.

If normally Zayyan would have his assistant move to do this and that, another case with today. The scented oil was as small as it had to be him, while Clayton just waited without needing to do anything.

Thankfully, my efforts and Zico were not in vain.

Although Zico often reminds Zayyan to stop looking and just assume Zoya is dead, but the man continues to fight until the end. With some connections some badjinger friends who at that time Zayyan was worried about approaching his sister, Zico slowly found a bright spot where Zoya was.

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Arriving at the apartment, Zoya was already waiting with her warm smile. The middle-aged woman that Zayyan had promised had also arrived, it was good that at least time with his wife would be safer and not disturbed because of Fabian, Zayyan thought.

"When is it late, brother where was it?"

"Find Fabian's perfume ... This is, right?" zayyan asked sighed slowly, believe me the little thing was hard once he got because there was only one there.

"Hm right, don't be spilled again," said Zoya after receiving it, junur only he loved that on Fabian objects, could have spilled just like that when guarded Zayyan.

"The one that opens, where do I know, Zoya."

"If you're really not going to happen something like that" Zoya replied not to lose, where maybe the little boy had understood which one could not, which one did not, basic Zayyan alone is not very good at taking care of children, Zoya thought later.

"You? Ye? What was?"

Very sensitive, just a call case is a problem. That was Zayyan's custom long ago. Indeed, from knowing Zoya, the man does not like if Zoya calls you or others.

"Awas once again so," he said then handed a paper bag containing gifts for his wife.

"What?"

"For you, wear it later tonight," he said then passed looking for the whereabouts of the son who is now busy alone in his bed. Yes, as long as Zoya is guarding Fabian is not much action, somehow he is different if it has been in the hands of Zayyan.

"What's? Why is he suddenly? Thought by the newlyweds," he said when he knew the contents of the paper bag that Zayyan gave.

Zoya is sometimes not aware that their relationship can still be said to be a newlywed. Maybe because there was Fabian with her, she also felt pregnant for nine months and it was a very long time for her. However, for Zayyan who he felt only a week so it was only natural that he still considered their marriage only two weeks down the road.

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While on the other hand, far from their reach a man who recklessly came out of the hospital even though his condition was not okay is now staring at the nanar house that he once wanted as a place to go home.

Dikta, the man was completely devastated when he found out the owner of the house left without saying goodbye. Just say hello to Mirna, Dikta's heart hurt, especially when staring at the house now looks silent.

There is no sign of Fabian who often welcomes his arrival. Still with the bandage on the head, Dikta really wanted to get angry. Everything changed since the man's presence, the fairy tale that Dikta had just assembled was destroyed already because of Zayyan's presence.

"Zayyan .. you_"

The man clenched his hands and closed his eyes. Zayyan snatched what he wanted to make his own, the man took a deep breath then exhaled it slowly.

"Pak Zayyan husband_"

"I'm not asking, do you know where their address is?" dikta asked later, the man would not lose his way and he felt he was still entitled to Zoya and Fabian.

I look after them, cowards like you don't deserve Zoya back.

- To Be Continue -