Love In Forced Marriage
Chapter 07//I'm sorry

Rafli stared softly at the river flowing before him. Once where he was standing today, he declared his love for Zoya. Today should be twenty-six months they're dating. But the relationship just ended.

Rafli had been standing there for a long time. Until it was time for him to go to work. Rafli walked up to the end of the alley. It was a coincidence that a luxury car stopped there. Zoya got out of the car. Rafli wanted to ignore him and immediately looked for a taxi. But Zoya ran towards him.

"Rafli wait,"

"What else is it? Take off your hand. It is inappropriate for one's wife to hold the hand of another man who is her ex-lover." Rafli said without looking at Zoya.

"Raf I'm sorry. I had to be like this. I hope you can understand my situation." Zoya

Rafli smiled stiffly in response to Zoya's words. "Yes I understand, I understand. You don't have to do this. No one will refuse if married to a rich man in a mercy car." Rafli said with a snide.

"It's not so Raf, you misinterpreted it." Zoya tries to justify Rafli's thoughts about her.

"Ck, Stop. I'm sorry I ever loved you. I have misjudged you. Enjoy your choice." Rafli said after leaving in a taxi he stopped.

"Raf wait, Raf you have to understand my position. Sorry I'm Raf.. Rafli!!" Shouted Zoya while banging on the door of the taxi on Rafli.

"Why should I understand your situation Zoya, while you alone don't care how my heart hurts. I have to accept the fact that you're married to another man." The inner Rafli was so sliced.

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Zoya stepped lethargicly towards her residence. Today he went home to pick up some of his belongings.

"Assalamualaikum" Zoya said as she entered the house.

"Waalaikumsalam, Zoya's mother misses you a lot." Said Aminah, Zoya's mother. She hugged her newly married daughter yesterday.

"Mom didn't see me for ten years. It's not the first time I don't come home." Zoya said as she unraveled her mother's embrace.

Aminah laughed at the words of her second daughter. Zoya is the second child in her family. Her sister was married and lived with her husband in Surabaya.

Zoya slams her body into the soft sofa in the living room. She felt quite tired, but only one day became the wife of Mr. Andreas.

"Zoya you look so tired, did you just last night ...."

"What did mom think? Don't think no ah." Zoya curled up on the sofa and turned her back to her mother.

"It's natural that I ask you like that Zoya, you're married. You were treated well by your husband?"

Hearing the question from her mother Zoya's heart immediately flinched. How could he be honest about Mr. Andreas' cold treatment and not consider himself. It would make her mother and father sad.

"Hemm, good, ma'am. Very good just like Miss Rania." Zoya answered lying covered everything.

"Thank God then. Oh yeah I met Rafli, he still said hello to me. Your relationship is still good, right? He's great to understand your situation. Actually I was hoping Rafli would be Mom's daughter-in-law. But God's plan no one knows." Aminah. Zoya only responded with a thin, almost invisible smile.

Zoya is not long at her parents' house. After taking the item he wanted to bring, he immediately said goodbye. Andreas' personal driver was already waiting in front of the alley.

"I was ordered to wait for Miss Zoya by Sir. Miss Zoya was asked to come to the office. Mr. Andreas called on the miss mobile phone here." Said Danu sir

"Oh yes my phone is not laughing because of the rush down. Uh but don't call me that sir. Call the name as usual." Zoya said with a friendly smile.

"I was ordered by Ms. Rania to call like that. Besides, now she's already part of Himawan's family." Said mr. Danu.

"All right then sir. Then let's go. I'm afraid Mr. Andreas is angry if it comes too long."

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Arriving at the Himawan family-owned company now managed by Andreas, Zoya immediately took the elevator to the Twelve floor. Where is Andreas' room. As the elevator opened, Zoya rushed out. Unfortunately he hit a man who was carrying a mountain of maps containing files.

"Ouaah," Zoya covered her gaping mouth with a hand. The papers were scattered before his eyes.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean it. I'll help you collect it." Zoya. He picked up the scattered paper.

"It's okay, let me clean it myself. Anyway if the road uses ma..." The words of this gluttonous man came to a halt when he saw the beautiful Zoya. They also accidentally held hands, holding the same file."It's pretty, too,"

"Ah sorry mas uh sir I was completely unintentional." Zoya

"It's okay." Reply to the man who is one of the staff in the company. He who had wanted to be angry now even smiled brightly to be friendly. They also stood up after they finished collecting the files as before.

"Thank you for helping me. I'm Haris, who are you? From which division? I've never seen you. Are you an intern?" Haris gives a lot of questions to make Zoya confused to answer which one.

"Zoya, what are you doing there?" Andreas's voice makes Zoya flinch and does not shake Haris' hand. He also approached Andrew.

"E sorry Mr. Andreas I was it me .."

"Ah come with me and don't talk much." Andreas cuts off Zoya's words intending to explain.

"You're the one who asked, sir, not me who talked a lot." Zoya's grumbling was of course only in her mind. He followed Andreas into the elevator. Zoya smiles at Haris before entering the elevator.

"He called Andreas Master, maybe it was one of the workers in his house. Well Andreas why don't you tell me he has a pretty girl." Haris spoke for himself.

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Andreas and Zoya stopped in front of a large boutique that read This is Fashion. It is no stranger to Zoya. The shop belonged to Rania. Before getting married, Rania already had a business. His efforts grew after officially marrying Andreas. Because Andreas is quite supportive of Rania.

"From now on, this boutique is your responsibility." Said Andreas with his flat face.

"What Master?" Zoya is shocked.

"You're not deaf, Rania left everything about the boutique and the production factory to you." Said Andreas who then left Zoya in.

Zoya was still glued, a heavy burden felt on her shoulders. The beginning of his job desk work is just to accompany Rania wherever she goes. But now it's everywhere. Not without reason Zoya considers this a burden. Jemma and Madame Flora would not have accepted if this boutique had been handed over to her by Rania.