Desire Sister Stepdaughter
CHAPTER 63 - Different Principles

In Zayyan's arms, Zoya senses Zayyan's heartbeat, which is twice as fast. The man kissed his forehead many times after the release tonight. The first longing that was now over, Zayyan stared at her beautiful bead so fixed.

"Mrs ...."

"Hm?"

"How are you feeling?" zayyan asked to make sure, there were some questions that Zayyan really wanted to hear the answer.

"feelings? I answered first," Zoya replied feeling that Zayyan always repeatedly in asking when it was clear the answer.

"Sometimes, I feel you haven't accepted me as a man .. but still your brother."

"Feelings brother alone, if you already have children means husband."

Zoya drowned her face into Zayyan's field chest. It was not enough to prove that he had always loved Zayyan completely.

"Darling, I want you to get pregnant again .. wonder how are you pregnant?"

Zayyan lost a lot of moments, two years he thought nothing happened. He wanted to see how his wife got pregnant and accompanied him during the process, really Zayyan did not want anything other than that.What he wanted was just one, that beautiful moment he felt back, that's all.

"Curious? Haha ya pregnant like an ordinary person, Big brother never see anyone pregnant huh?" zoya asked chuckling then, according to him the same, whose name is pregnant as usual.

"Different, Zoya. You fat first?"

"Not really, I'm skinny, brother."

Zoya's answer makes the man think that his wife is malnourished. The man was momentarily silent and showed a face full of regret. "You're malnourished, aren't you? Even though money is a lot, why not use it?"

"It's not so, but it's normal. I often take vitamins, USG and everything I follow ... Even at birth Fabian's weight was normal," he replied feeling not wrong at all, because for Zoya he had tried his best to keep his prospective baby even though there was no Zayyan on his side.

"Well that guy?" asked Zayyan again upset when only a few moments ago they worked together to find sweat, it was so easy that his mood changed.

"Self, Dikta does not always exist .. only occasionally, even unintentionally," answered Zoya soberly, honestly and indeed for a long time.

Although Dikta is the guardian angel for her, Zoya struggles alone. Even if he exists because of accident and desperate circumstances.

"Heeeuh still, I'm jealous."

"I'm sorry, Brother .. although I know it won't be finished with an apology, but I beg you not to be angry about that."

Zayyan nodded slowly, hugging Zoya so tightly that she had trouble breathing. She was that old man, but Zayyan was still so anxious and in her eyes Zoya remained the same.

"I'm actually very angry with Zoya, even wanting me to make you paralyzed at that time."

"Never think so?" zoya asked frowning.

"Yes, do you remember when the broken leg took care of you who? Me, right?"

Zayyan began to open up the past, how he who at that time took care of Zoya so patiently when Amora raised his hand when in retrospect, should not be handed over to his stepbrother just like that.

"Yes, why? Brother to get paid?"

Instead of contemplating, Zoya smiled with the words of her husband. Not only was he smiling, he was laughing discordantly and felt it was really funny.

"Jawab, Zoya."

"What answer? There's no word if, I say, 'cock that time."

Zoya is really happy, but not out of town but to her class. But it was a little different that day, maybe Zayyan was too trusting that they would be okay to think that such a thing would happen.

"As much as you are, Zoya .. is basically you don't love, right?"

"Love, Brother. Very, very love, even when my sister married me already love," said Zoya then woke up and pulled her blanket up to the neck.

"Oh yeah? But why leave? People say, if love is anything will be done to be together. Not even gone."

"I didn't leave because I didn't love .. I intend to go home even if you don't pick up, Fabian has the right to know who his papa is. But I don't think it's time yet. Besides if I'm reckless to go home, worried that Mama still hates me even Bian as well," Zoya explained seriously and it made Zayyan silent for a moment, not out of awe but regret to hear it.

"Never heard no, said the love man should not have."

"Omong empty, it's for the person whose love claps one hand .. You've married another story," Zayan replied rubbing his face many times to be aware a little.

Their principles are different, Zayyan is selfish about love while Zoya always succumbs. Yes, it is only natural because Zoya was accustomed to succumbing and Amora always planted nothing in this world. Until, it is really attached and Zoya feels not the owner of Zayyan when Rosa is present as Zayyan's legal wife.

"Is that so?"

Didn't she? Gosh, I'd really like Zayyan to yell and express how upset she is to Zoya.

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"Wait, where are you going?" zayyan asked as the wife began to move, she panicked and immediately held Zoya's wrist so tightly.

"Room, Bian is alone .. don't say Brother forgot," he said then confused himself, as if he still has no offspring until he relaxed once.

"Ah yes, I forgot."

Looking at Zoya who was about to move, Zayyan restrained the movement of the wife and intervened to pick up their clothes that were now splattered on the floor.

"Wear until morning, yes" Zayyan pinta then, even though Zoya had imagined sleeping in thick pajamas because she felt uncomfortable with lingerie that felt cold on her skin.

"Cold, Brother."

"Easy, just hug me. We skin to skin to make it feel more, honey."

Alright, it seems after this until the matter of sleeping also Zayyan who arranged. The man pulled his wife's wrist and walked into their room without any burden at all, obviously relaxing because tonight was sweeter than ever.

- To Be Continue -