Heaven on lara
Chapters 11. Zoya is coming

This afternoon, after the flower shop closes, Zoya is forced to come to her house where Zada and Ghaida live. The goal is, to pick up the things that are still left there.

After performing the prayer, Zoya rushes to order a taxi online and before long, a taxi is waiting for her in front. Zoya immediately takes a taxi and says her destination.

Not long after, the taxi stopped in front of a moderately fenced house, not too high nor too low. After paying and the taxi disappears, Zoya gathers her courage first before entering.

Zoya looks at the house that used to be her home. Zoya smiled wryly at the current state of her. 'I'm like a mistress living in another house. And Ghaida, she was like the first wife and the Great Lady who lived in the main house. Really, this is not all funny at all, Zoya's monologue condemns her own fate.

Slowly, Zoya's feet begin to climb the paving to get to the entrance. The memory of him leaving the house without being prevented was clearly drawn in the head. Zoya shook her head several times to dispel that thought.

'Don't think about it anymore, Zoya. You have to keep going, Zoya's inner self-sustained. Not long after, Zoya had already reached the entrance. Zoya is worried about whether she should knock at the door or just walk in. Zoya no longer lives in her house.

After her inner battle, Zoya finally chooses to knock on the door first.

Geck. Geck. Geck.

Chequek.

Not long after, the door opened from inside. Zoya could see Zada staring at her. "Amuva ... You coming?" zada asked full of twinkle in his eyes.

Zoya nodded with her flat face. "There's stuff I need to get. So, I need to come here," replied Zoya who had already answered the question in Zada's mind.

Zada breathed a long breath. "Is there no other meaning? I was hoping you'd come to see me," Zada lowered his head with his dim face.

"Sorry, Mas. I don't have much time. It will soon be dark. So, I have to be quick" said Zoya not to mince words with someone who is still officially her husband.

Zada nodded. He steps aside so that Zoya can enter freely. After almost reaching the stairs, Zoya turned around and said. "Mas, I can go to your room, right? I'm there, '" Zoya intends to ask permission.

Zada smiled and nodded. "Come in, Zoya. It will remain my room and yours" Zada replied. Zoya frowned in surprise at her husband's answer. However, Zoya chooses not to take the dizzy.

After being in the room, Zoya opens the closet door to look for the desired item. The block-shaped object measuring 30×20×10 cm was successfully taken from the drawer in the closet.

Zoya opens it and makes sure there are no missing items inside. After everything was complete, Zoya wanted to rush out of the room. The room that became a silent witness to the beginning of his suffering.

Zoya obviously can not linger in it because so many memories are so imprinted in the memory. Zoya still loves Zada. Zoya also misses her warm embrace. However, it can only be Zoya pendam herself.

He was too proud to tell the truth. Without notice, a single drop of clear liquid managed to escape from the corner of Zoya's eye. Zoya immediately removed it because she did not want to look weak.

Zoya exhaled tiredly and walked towards the door. However, Zoya has not been able to get out, Zada has entered first and closed the door. In fact, Zada also locked the door and kept the key in his pants pocket.

"Mas! What the hell are you. I'm going home, Mom!" ketus Zoya is upset. Zada just shook his head and looked at Zoya. Zada approached Zoya with slow steps. Zoya moves back to avoid Zada approaching her.

"Mas! Just stop! I'm going home!"

Zada does not care about Zoya who has protested against him. Zada keeps stepping up to erode the distance between himself and Zoya. "Don't do this, Mum! Stop that!" Zoya continues to shout for Zada to stop his crazy actions.

Zoya looked up and looked at her husband with an annoyed look. "Mas! I don't like you gini! Release me!" Zoya seems tireless to protest what Zada is doing. "I don't like to be away from you either. I want to be close to you" replied Zada as he looked at Zoya's face.

Grn, deg, deg.

Zoya's heart can't work together. He was pounding as Zada eroded the distance and tightened his body at him. Zoya fell silent and threw away her original face. Zada smiles to see Zoya's reluctant face staring at her again. "Why? Your heart is beating, right? I can hear you,"

Zoya immediately raised a sharp look. This husband never changed and always made Zoya's face instantly blush. "Not to be so fierce in his eyes. Your face meets. So, you don't have to lie to the state of your heart," Zada smiled faintly at Zoya who immediately bowed in shame.

"Mrs ...." Zada called out Zoya's name gently complete with her baritone voice.

Damnit damnit! Zoya curses herself who is actually lulled with a melodious call from Zada. Zoya looked up to return Zada's gaze. "Yes?"

"Back ... Stay here" pinta Zada with a pleading face. Zoya stared at the bead inside Zada's property as if looking for an answer as to whether Zada really wanted it back. And sure enough, Zoya finds the sincerity, love, and affection that is in Zada's eyes.

'Does Mas Zada still love me so much?' zoya wonders. "I love you, Zoya" Zoya turns her eyes in disbelief as Zada speaks the words Zoya is questioning in her heart.

"Did Mas Zada hear anything?" ask Zoya to make sure. Zada smiled and further eroded the distance of his face with Zoya's face. Zoya turned her face and gripped the dress she was wearing as Zoya felt a puff of Zada's breath gently sweep across her face.

Cup.

"Mas!"

"Maha."

Zoya stared resentfully at Zada who carelessly kissed her cheek. The frustration grew as Zada laughed so loosely and passed to sit on the edge of the bed.

Without both of them noticing, outside the room, there was a pair of ears listening to the conversation of the two. Those ears belonged to Ghaida. She overhears Zoya's voice yelling so upset that Ghaida is interested in listening to her.

Ghaida smiled with wounds when she heard her husband's laughter so loose. As long as Zoya leaves the house, Ghaida never sees her husband laughing. This was the first time that Ghaida had heard of it.

"Your happy source is Zoya's mother, Mas. I'm sorry for being present in your household,"

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