Heaven on lara
Chapter 48. I'm not his soul mate

"Oh yeah? Where's the letter, Mas? I want to read it" Zoya asked excitedly. Zaky was speechless with a strange smile, according to Zoya. "Mass?" zoya jolted because Zaky had been staring at her. "Hm?"

"Where's the letter?" ask Zoya again. Zaky chuckled softly. "Now is not the time to read the letter. There are more important things that you have to do" said the mysterious Zaky.

Zoya frowned in wonder. "What do you mean, Mom? What should ak — "

Zoya had not yet finished her sentence, Zaky's soft chewy object was already stuck to her lips. Zoya can feel lu ma tan-lu ma tan softly on her lips to make Zoya's eyes closed.

Zaky pulls Zoya's waist down to deepen her kiss. While one hand he used to hold Zoya's nape. Zaky slips her tongue deeper into Zoya's oral cavity as Zoya begins to return the kiss.

The air around it suddenly hot in fact, the AC has been lit with low temperatures. When one de sa han escapes from Zoya's mouth, Zaky turns over Zoya's soft body.

In a hurry, Zaky took off the shirt she was wearing to reveal her checkered stomach. Zoya stared at the scene in front of her in amazement. His lentic fingers moved to touch one by one the torn bread.

"Huh." Zaky can't stand it anymore because of Zoya's soft touch. He ducked back, smelling Zoya's white and crisp neck.

Zoya felt a tickling sensation there. "Hmm."

The kiss was getting down along every inch of Zoya's body curves are still wrapped in thin cloth. His lips turned on the twin objects and gave a kiss there to leave a wet trail and look inside. Zoya is moving uncontrollably.

Zaky who understands Zoya's body begins to fidget and open the nightgown with one jolt passing over Zoya's head. Zaky gulped as Zoya's beautiful body was clearly visible without a thread covering her. He also hastily took off his pants that were already tight due to the pressure inside there.

"Can now?" Zaky's voice was hoarse and his eyes were glaring. Zoya just fell silent and pulled Zaky's nape to curl her tongue again.

Zaky smiled at his kiss. "Pray first, dear," After that, the two said a prayer before engaging in conjugal relations.

Zaky came back to me lu mat Zoya's lips then, something down there was trying to break in and burst in.

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Zoya squinted as a ray of light entered through the curtain slit through her retina. His eyes were staring around. Di could see the wall clock in front of him already showed five o'clock past thirty minutes.

Waitie? Zoya immediately opened her eyes wide when she remembered she had missed the dawn prayer. His eyes looked to the side where Zaky was no longer next to him but, the door to his room opened indicating that Zaky was awake.

"Why didn't Zaky wake me up anyway?" annoyed Zoya then shuffled down from the bed to the bathroom. He must purify himself before performing the dawn prayer.

About thirty minutes, Zoya returned with her already holy body, in a sense, she was already taking a big bath and ablution. Speaking of a big bath, Zoya's cheeks suddenly heat up considering how her husband treats her gently. Moreover, throughout doing so, Zaky did not stop shouting at his name. Zoya smiled and hurried to wear her face.

He must carry out his duties even though it is too late. Better late than not at all. In about ten minutes, Zoya was done and took off her face.

Since there is only herself and her husband in the apartment, Zoya is only wearing a knee-length floral dress with short sleeves. Her wet hair is left unraveled and Zoya goes out to find her husband.

"Mass? Mas Zaky?" call Zoya when she doesn't find her husband in the apartment. Suddenly, a beep from the door of his apartment sounded indicating someone was entering. "Mas Zaky? Where's he from? How come we're out early in the morning?" zoya asks when she sees Zaky coming in from outside.

Zaky just smiled and then raised the crackle in his hand which contained a breakfast menu for Zoya and himself. "I've bought us breakfast" Zaky replied, pulling up the zone arm to follow him. Zaky tells Zoya to sit down and Zoya follows.

"Why don't you wake me up, Mom? I'm going to be late, pray," Zoya said, her lips pouting. "Loh, I've woken you up, honey. But apparently, you still really enjoy that bedtime. That's why you don't wake up right away. Now, it's dawn prayer, isn't it?" zaky asked as her hands were busy moving the porridge into the bowl.

Zoya just nodded. "Now eat first huh? After this, I want to make another child because of it," said Zaky not berfilter.

Zoya directly hit Zaky's arm tight. "I'm still tired. Zaky didn't realize last night how many times? Five times, Mas," Zoya annoyed with lips that have advanced five inches.

Zaky chuckled crisply. His hand moved to hug Zoya from the side. "Maybe from this moment on, you will always be my candlestick. How's it? Not delicious?" ask Zaky ambiguously.

Zoya rolled her eyes lazily. "What the hell, Mas. Don't be weird about the question" Zaky chuckled. "Who is weird? I'm not good? The porridge I mean hahaha," Zaky grew increasingly unable to hold back his laughter as Zoya's eyes stared intently at him.

"What the hell, Mas. Not funny to know," annoyed Zoya who was already embarrassed half to death. Because, he had thought the no-no with Zaky's question.

Elsewhere, Zada was daydreaming in his office accompanied by a cup of coffee and music. The song titled I'm Not the Matchmaker that was popularized by Tri Asylum, melodious to make Zada carried away.

It's my fault

Thinking too much about my ego

Can't make you comfortable with me

Until you leave me

It's too late already

Now you're gonna find him

Someone who can make you happy

I sincerely you go with him

I'm tucking him in

Continue my struggle 'tuknya

Happy for her, you love her

Like I love her

That's about the lyric fragment that describes Zada's current mood.

Mr. Rama who had just entered the room managed to spit out his laughter. "hahahmmmph," Zada was no longer concerned with the teasing of papa and his mother. Maybe in the future, it will be Zada's food every day.

"I leave him ... Continue my struggle, he said hahaha," Again Rama chuckled crisply, as if satisfied to see his son living in regret.

"What the hell, Pa? Not my mom is the same, I don't know how I feel,"

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