Heaven on lara
Chapters 37. Meet again

Zoya had arrived at her house when the sky was still watering the earth with water specks. Zoya comes home when the rain has subsided. Zoya let out a sigh of relief from returning home safely.

"Sir Zoya is raining?" ask Yasa worriedly. Zoya smiled knot. "Yes nih ... But no papa because the rain is a blessing" Zoya replied happily. Yasa smiled and nodded in confirming. "Yes, rain is a blessing,"

"I went in to get changed, right? Afraid to catch a cold" Zoya tells Yasa, who is at the cashier's desk. Yasa's mouth opened as if he wanted to speak. Zoya, who understood that, chose to ask. "Why, Sa? Is there anything you want to talk about?"

"That, Ma'am. There was a police officer looking for her, Ms. Zoya. He said he wanted to have an important talk" Yasa said, staring at Zoya. Zoya nodded. "Later I call him back," said Zoya and then will walk up the stairs but, all of it was stopped because Yasa spoke again.

"Sir Zoya knows the police sir, right? May dong, Ma'am ... Recognize it to me," said Yasa timidly. Zoya chuckled softly and shook her head to look at Yasa's face that blushed in embarrassment. "Let me introduce ya," replied Zoya who managed to make Yasa scream in excitement. "Yes!"

Zoya shook her head in surprise. After that, Zoya passes to her room to take a bath and change her clothes.

Zoya has returned in a homegrown one-set shirt but remains luxurious and has an instant black veil. He went down the stairs to just talk to Yasa. "Sir, there are guests" Yasa pointed at the man sitting in the rattan chair that was available downstairs.

Zoya follows Yasa's lead and finds Zaky sitting there, looking at him with a smile. "Assalamualaikum, Zoya" said Zaky. Zoya smiles. "Vaalaikumsalam. When's it coming, Mum? How can I not hear?" zoya asked and sat down on the chair opposite Zaky.

"So, when you take a shower. So you didn't hear me" replied Zaky with a big smile. "What's up, Mom? Yasa said, You want to talk important?" Zoya asked directly at the point. Zaky stared silently at Zoya inside. Before opening his mouth, Zaky sighed first. "It's about your ex-husband, Zoya,"

Zoya frowned in wonder. "Why indeed? I have no more business with him, Mas" said Zoya. "I'm handling your ex-husband's case. She ....,"

Zaky seems hesitant to tell Zoya the truth. Zoya grows curious as Zaky cuts off her speech. "Why, Mas? What case did he get? To deal with the police?" ask Zoya curiously.

"Let's take a look at your social media" Zaky ordered and pointed to Zoya's phone lying on the table. Zoya shakes. "No need, Mom. I don't want to interfere in her affairs anymore" Zoya refused to add to her injuries again.

"But really, Zoya ... You should look. Maybe this is the reason why your ex-husband married Ghaida,"

Hearing the name Ghaida mentioned, Zoya snatched her phone impatiently. He scrolls his social media and can clearly see the news that is circulating.

Zoya shut her mouth in disbelief. His heart beat unscathed, and his tears immediately broke when he saw Zada's face circulating on social media for the murder. Ghaida's face was also plastered there as a victim of the sek suual cehan pele.

"No way, Mum ... This is impossible ...."

"But that's the reality. If you have something to talk to your ex-husband, you can come to his house. He is under arrest and his case is being investigated" Zaky said.

"But come with me so there's access to get in there. And I'm here to ask you for permission so that I can handle this case until it's over" Zaky said.

"No need for my permission, Mom. This is your job that your boss has given you. And also ... Mas Zada is no longer my responsibility. Although the reason he married Ghaida was because he wanted to save her. It's too late, Mom,"

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This is where Zoya is, in the tomb of her parents. Zoya stared at the mound of land overgrown with Japanese grass with a gravestone that read the names of her parents. "Dad, Mother ... I'm sorry Zoya just came to you again," said Zoya.

"Dad, you must have seen me from up there, right? I don't know, Zoya feels Zoya's heart feels numb after Zoya's divorce with Zada mas. There is no desire for Zoya to see him again because Zada and I are not husband and wife anymore,"

Zoya let out a long sigh and then turned her palms up. His mouth recited prayers for his beloved parents.

After that, Zoya leaves the grave of her parents. As Zoya turned around, she saw the tall man she had met in the shade standing next to her parked motorcycle.

Instantly Zoya remembers the suit the man lent her. She rushed over to thank him with the help the man had given her. "Ehem. Yesterday, thank you, Mom. And the suit I've washed—"

Zoya had not yet finished her sentence, the man had already interrupted her. "My name is Pratama." Zoya blinked her eyes funny. 'Feelings are not nanya, ' Zoya's inner wonder.

"No need to be returned. I've donated it to you" arrogantly said the man. Zoya rolled her eyes lazy and reluctant to argue. "Thank you!" ketus Zoya passes leaving the man and will run his motorcycle however, blocked by the man's car.

"Please, I want to go through" said Zoya in a tone of emphasis. Tama even got on the hood of his car and sat there casually like being on the beach. "Please pass by if you can" Tama said without guilt.

Zoya growled in annoyance. The man before her had made Zoya even more badmood. "What the hell do you want?" ketus Zoya is upset. Tama stares at Zoya's goal to make Zoya misbehave. "Please, take care of your eyes" Zoya said, trying to take her eyes off.

"I want to ask your permission" said Tama full of mystery. Zoya frowned in wonder. "Solicit permission for what? I don't think we're that close" Zoya replied upsetly.

Ignoring Zoya's words, Tama continued her sentence again. "Let me say your name in the third of the night if we meet again for the third time" Tama said.

Zoya was flabbergasted until her mouth opened but a second later, her mouth was clenched again. He was a little flattered by the way the man before him behaved. 'Wait, say my name in the third of the night?' Zoya shut her mouth in disbelief.

Could there be a new man, not new, but Zoya has not known but has asked permission to say his name in the third of the night?

"Please. You can offer any prayer to God without first asking permission. Wouldn't your business with your Lord be your secret? Now step aside first, I'm in a hurry to come to the course,"

Tama smiled so thinly that Zoya who was in front of her did not see that faint smile.

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about the Zada case, othor has not been able to speak out for fear of being a slander🤣

before the police sir explained his case, othor would shut up first🤣

because othor is not admin lambe mblewer, cana🤣🤣