
"Still angry?"
Arriving in Zoya's room again trying to seduce Zayyan with a million patience that he tried. The presence of Agatha and Zico makes them both have time to both be freer because Fabian is with them.
"You think?"
Asked behind his question, it was Zayyan's life principle since college. The man still pretended to be busy by opening a magazine that he didn't actually like at all.
"If I ask it is answered, not even back to ask," said Zoya clenched both cheeks Zayyan with both palms.
If Zayyan would normally hug her body, this time she brushed off Zoya's hand and returned to pretending to focus on the magazine she was reading.
"Yes already, if I'm still angry I just go out .. It seems like Brother needs time alone," he said then moved out to make Zayyan into ketar-ketir and panic if really until Zoya lived alone in this room.
"Ck, a little sensitive can? I'm angry, Zoya. Everywhere the angry couple was persuaded not to be left like this" he said as if Zoya had never persuaded him. In fact, since last night Zoya has been trying to persuade him.
"I've tried, but what I've done is always wrong. Then how am I supposed to do?" zoya asked almost gave up. However, he realized that it might be his fault.
"Deliver everything about Dikta, there is nothing you can remember a little bit. My heart aches if it holds another soul, even if it is just a fingernail."
Zayyan is selfish about women. He does not want to be divided or divided even if it is just a memory, at all He will not be willing. Zoya let out a long sigh, she looked at the beautiful bead Zayyan was now focused on looking at her as if she was really craving for that woman.
"So you're really angry about that? I'm just guessing, I don't remember her date of birth at all, sister," Zoya said honestly, but it doesn't make Zayyan think that Zoya has completely forgotten and just guessed.
"You lie, but remember."
"It's been deceived once, where maybe I remember his date of birth, my date of birth even forgot," Zoya said later, Zayyan increasingly clucked. Even if he had completely forgotten the date of Dikta's birth, he was still angry.
"Whatever it's still sucks. I hate it so much when the woman I love remembers another man."
"Gosh, I told you I don't remember, brother. I'm kidding, I swear."
Zayyan was not traumatized at all. He also never felt pain because of women. However, it is only about Zoya. The woman is only hers and there should be no other heart that feels possessed other than her.
"Good!! It's just me you can remember and you remember."
Zayyan did not care how good Dikta was to his wife. Regarding the goodness of Dikta, he will speak and say thank you directly. Zayyan didn't want to just because of Dikta's kindness there was another memory or feeling in Zoya's heart to the man.
"Yes, dear yes .. sorry yes the joke yesterday was outrageous," Zoya's pinta then stroked Zayyan's hair so gently. Not only that, he even gave a warm peck on his forehead for him to be completely soft and forget about yesterday's events that were almost the result of the third world war.
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- To Be Continue -