Destiny Love Handsome Lawyer
Episode 73

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I just want to say, if I use Zoya as the main character, as well as Nares.

Because that's in every story I make more about the main cast ... So, I hope to be understood in 🙏

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Zoya thinks about what to do after her semester break. Should he return to his homeland to continue his studies? Or should he be willing to bury his dreams back? I don't know.

Thinking about it, it managed to make Zoya's mood fall apart. He also ended the drama he watched, but not finished, after that he closed his laptop.

Yaps. Only a laptop and a mobile phone from Nares he brought, the rest he left in the apartment.

Not wanting to continue to dissolve in his mind, Zoya decides to go to sleep.

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Indoneszian.

After lunch and spending time with his family, Nares and Zahra decided to go home, because the princess was already sleepy.

At home, after putting her daughter to sleep, Zahra came down to her husband who was sitting on the front porch of the house.

Not to forget he brought one cup of coffee, and also one plate of cake.

"His coffee, mas." Zahra gave coffee to her husband and put a plate of cake on the table.

There she sat in a chair next to her husband, who was only blocked by the table.

"Mas, you haven't answered my question. Where's Zoya?" ask Zahra.

Nares let out a deep breath, and then slowly threw it away. "Huh. Zoey ... Zoya left," answered Nares quietly.

"What's? But where are you going?"

"Something."

"So you don't know where Zoya went?" zahra asked, and Nares nodded.

"God!! What are you doing, mas."

"You worried?" ask Nares.

"Of course I'm worried" replied Zahra.

"I was at a loss as to what your heart was made of, until you worried about the second wife of your husband. Maybe if someone else is in your position, then he will be happy because there is no longer a barrier to the household, but instead you are worried about your honey."

"Then I think I should be happy like everyone else? I'm not that bad, I admit I'm angry and jealous every time I'm with Zoya. But I always emphasize that this ... This is the destiny I have to face."

Nares also held Zahra's hand, he let out the fist, saying. "Thank you ... Thank you for being patient all this time."

"Yes mas. Then is there no intention to find out where Zoya is?"

"For now this is not."

"Why?"

"Zoya himself asked to leave" Nares replied, handing Zoya a letter to his first wife.

Zahra received the letter and read it. After reading Zoya's letter, Zahra remained silent.

He didn't know what to react to, happy or sad. Happy, because then the household will be like before Zoya comes to her home life.

Or should be sad, because after all Zoya is his madam, the wife of her husband, especially Zoya is an orphan, moreover she already considers her as her own sister. Zahra is jealous of Zoya's presence.

"Are you sure you don't want to look for it?" asked Zahra, after she had been silent for a long time.

"Either. Maybe later, if for now, I want to let Zoya calm down first" he replied.

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Just as he was putting a plate filled with fried chicken on the dining table, suddenly there was a hand around his waist from behind.

Zahra knew who did it, who else if not Nares, her husband. The activity has become a routine every time he prepares food or when he is cooking.

Surely her husband would disturb her by hugging her from behind.

"Morning" said Nares, sipping Zahra's neck wrapped in a headscarf.

"Morning." Zahra also returned a greeting from the husband, while looking at the face of her husband.

Cup. One kiss was given by Nares on his wife's pink sweet lips.

"Mas," Zahra said.

"Hehehe sorry."

Nares sat in one of the chairs there.

Zahra. As usual, he took Nares food, after taking Nares food, then he took it for himself.

They both eat quietly.

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Los Angeles-America.

It didn't feel like time was so fast it was three days he was in America, precisely in Los Angeles- .

Although the distance between himself and Nares stretched far between tens of kilometers, and the time difference between Jakarta and Los Angeles-15 hours.

But unable to parse the longing felt by Zoya to her husband sir.

Zoya admits she still can not forget Nares, even she still loves her husband very much.

And this morning, Zoya will start working part-time at one of the cafes there.

Yes, Zoya decides to work, even if only part-time. Because he cannot be silent, while many needs that he must buy.

No way not, he continues to ask for help from friends, who he already considers like his own brother, who else if not Angel.

And this time Zoya also went to work that has been recommended by Angel.

After arriving at her workplace, Zoya immediately changed her clothes with the typical uniform of a waitress.

After that, he began to carry out his duties as a waiter who recorded and delivered orders to the visitor's desk.

Those are the days Zoya has been through for the past three days.

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Indoneszian.

If in LA in the morning, another in Jakarta. In Jakarta, time has now shown at night.

Eleven o'clock at night, Nares awoke from his sleep. He had a dream, but he didn't know what he was dreaming of.

He looked to the side, where his wife was sleeping peacefully.

In the sight of Zahra's peaceful face, she stroked Zahra's cheek gently, with teary eyes.

I don't know what was on Nares' mind, so he looked at his wife with a gaze so deep, that it made his eyes glazed over.

"I hope the dream is not true" said Nares.

He took off his hand which caressed Zahra's cheek, seeing his wife as if she had been disturbed from her sleep.

The wall clock, which still shows at eleven o'clock in the evening.

Nares had only been sleeping for a few minutes, but he had woken up because of his dream.

Nares tried to go back to sleep, hugging Zahra.