Heaven on lara
Chapter 6. The arrival of Zada

After two days of slumping, Zoya is now back on her feet to start living. Life is not what it used to be when there was Zada, the husband.

After all, life will go on and Zoya must accept all the storms and waves that come to her life. As long as Zoya is alive, Zoya will continue to struggle and become a better person.

Zoya has opened her flower shop and cleaned the shop area and watered the flowers that would wither because the owner left the flower just like that.

There is a sense of comfort and peace when Zoya can see and feel the flowers slowly begin to grow upright again after being flush. Zoya was like, seeing no new life again.

When it's done, Zoya heads to the cashier's desk to check on last week's purchase. Zoya is determined to get up and live with her own efforts. Zoya does not expect to be given a living each month by Zada. Zoya will prove that Zoya can definitely be independent and take care of herself.

Until noon, there was no sign that someone would buy the flowers. No one has come in to see or buy it. However, Zoya did not take a headache and chose to perform Zuhur prayer first when her ears heard the azan had been laid.

Zoya replaced the board that said 'OPEN' with the words 'SHOLAT'. After that, Zoya rushes upstairs to carry out her obligations.

Not long after, Zoya comes back down to look after her flower shop. Still deserted, Zoya finally dissolves into a daydream about Zada. Zoya has no idea why she desperately hopes that Zada will come to see her.

Zoya really misses her husband. But, longing is only a longing when Zada does not look for himself at all. As he was getting late in his daydream, the bell rang a sign that someone was opening the door. Zoya flinched and was instantly able to regain control of herself.

"Welcome to the Adhisty florist," greeted Zoya as her first customer walked in. Zoya put on a smile and looked at her customers. However, the smile faded when he saw who had come. The person who made him hurt was already in front of his eyes.

"Zoya ..." call Zada softly and look at Zoya as if so much longing is emanating from the brown bead. Zoya fluttered in place with her eyes fixed on Zada.

Zada walked over and immediately carried Zoya's body into his arms. Zada misses his beloved wife. "Zoya, I miss you so much. Don't you miss me at all?" ask Zada when Zoya resigned in Zada's arms.

Zoya did not refuse and did not return the embrace. He also flirted, reluctant to answer Zada's question. A miss? Zoya misses her husband very much. But, Zoya is too prestigious to answer with honesty.

In fact, Zoya could feel Zada's embrace being so warm, nothing had changed. Zoya again shed tears as her logic was always lost to her heart. Zoya said she wanted to stay away from her husband. However, when faced with a hug as comfortable as the morning sun, Zoya cannot resist it.

Zoya clearly missed her most comfortable shoulder. Zoya immediately wiped her tears and took off Zada's embrace. As Zoya's lips opened to speak, someone came from the door. Zoya pursed her lips again and was suddenly disappointed.

Her husband came with Ghaida. Zoya thought Zada had just come alone to find her and meet her. "Please ... Don't bother my life anymore. You can live happily without bothering me" Zoya said by cupping her two hands in front of her chest.

Zoya closed her eyes so her anger could be controlled. "Mas, give me some time to listen to your story. I wasn't that strong until I was willing to listen to my husband tell me my honey. I can't do it, Mom." Zoya shook her head weakly with tears that began to stem in the eye peluk.

Zada rubbed his rough face and exhaled his tired breath. "Amuva ... Go back home. We're going home, right?" take Zada gently while reaching for Zoya's flickering fingers. Zoya did not press when Zada's overtime hand touched the surface of her skin.

Zoya looked up to look at Zada's face which looked more tapered with a black arch at the bottom of her eyes. "Is Mas Zada sleep deprived?" ask Zoya to worry. Zada. Nothing is covered up at all. He was not eating and sleeping.

His sleep has been taken away with Zoya's departure from home. "Nothing's okay after you get out of the house. I'm never okay, Zoya,"

Ghaida, who had been watching the interaction of the two, was getting more guilty. 'I have separated two people who love each other. Forgive me, O Allah ... If I can be selfish, I also want to feel the love of my husband, ' Inner Ghaida prayed.

"Mas ..." call Ghaida soft. Zada looked at her with a face full of question marks. "What's Ghaida?" zada asked in surprise. Ghaida seemed hesitant to speak her wish. However, he immediately revealed it. "May I speak to Zoya's mother first?" ask Ghaida for permission.

Zada looked at Zoya for approval. Zoya nods and lets Ghaida make a sound. "Please speak ... If your business is done, you can quickly get out of here," Zoya said, throwing her face away.

For some reason, Zoya is still upset with Ghaida who has been present in the middle of her married life. And Zoya doesn't want to waste time talking to her honey. It will only make Zoya more hurt.

Ghaida is seen gesturing for Zada to leave the two of them behind. Zada, who understands the gaze of Ghaida, chooses to come out after saying goodbye to Zoya.

After Zada came out, Ghaida walked over to Zoya. "Mhrs ... You know if it's combined, a wife will get heaven?" ghaida asked like a provocateur.

Zoya stared intently at Ghaida who was still speaking as she pleased. "What do you mean?" zoya asks for an explanation. Ghaida smiled sweetly. "If Mbak willingly in honey, Mbak will get his paradise Allah SWT,"

Zoya threw away her sight. He carved a wry smile because Ghaida's words did not make Zoya sincere. "Anyways, you want some honey? You just have never felt the taste of being combined, how to play the value of others," ketus Zoya felt annoyed.

Ghaida again smiled and it looked very annoying in Zoya's eyes. "I've never known what it's like in honey. However, being married without love from her husband is very sick. It's not worth what Zoya's sister feels," Ghaida began to compare.

"gdppfft ... Hahahahampt." Zoya tries to hold back her already bursting laughter hearing Ghaida's nonsense. "What the hell are you talking about? Don't slack off. Each person has a different immunity. And Allah has taken the portion according to it. So, do not feel the most suffering and the heaviest of trials,"