The One Night Destiny
Positive Pregnant

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A month has passed, now Zoya's life seems happier than ever. The woman succeeds in realizing her dream of living alone with her mother without Jonathan, her stepfather.

In addition to buying a house, Zoya also opened a flower shop business. Using the money he earned from Lucas. Zoya decides to stay away from the same town as her stepfather. It is intended that the man of temperament no longer see his mother. Zoya really wants to bury all the dark stories about Jonathan's cruelty. Not only often spent the night with other women, several times quarrels with the mother to culminate in violence.

"Zo, you promised Mama that time, didn't you?"

"What promise, Mah?" ask Zoya. Stopping his hand that was arranging a flower.

"Promise me if you want to tell me where you got the money from. You can not only buy a house for Mama, but this business. Mama knew to get it would require a lot of money. This house alone you bought for 500 million, not to mention the capital for this flower shop."

Zoya. He also remembered the moment the promise was said when the mother kept urging him. However, Zoya was still unmoved to not answer. Even up to this second, Zoya was really hesitant to tell her everything that had happened to her.

"Mama, do you have to know about that?" Zoya tried to bargain because she felt unable to tell her mother the truth. The beautiful woman who had dimples on both her cheeks could not imagine if her mother's heart would be broken if she knew the fact that she was no longer holy. More precisely stained because of the events of that night.

"Honey, how long do you keep everything hidden? Since you have money, every night you have nightmares, but Mama has absolutely no idea what makes you like that. Please, Zo, same story Mama!"

"I'm sorry, Mah. I don't think it's important anymore to talk about. Our lives are much calmer now without Jonathan. So I beg you, Mah, Mama don't have to ask that again!" While changing positions Zoya tries to stay away from the mother. Dodging is the ninja path he chose. For Zoya, her honesty will only make her mother sad and that's what Zoya doesn't want to see. There has been a lot of sadness experienced by her mother, so Zoya does not want to add it again. A situation he really hated.

Zoya's refusal does not make Adeline stop hunting for answers from her daughter. "Zo, whatever your story is, Mama's ready. Mama just doesn't want you to keep your problems alone."

Suddenly the urge makes Zoya's head start pulsing. He felt something pressing down on his throat and it almost came out of his mouth. Zoya runs while holding back the nausea. Leaving the mother to a corner of the room where a sink was available.

"Why are you, Zo? Are you sick?" The 50-year-old woman quickly approached the princess. There was a sense of worry that instantly arose in his mind.

Zoya seemed to be busy spewing out her entrails. Makes the mother feel pity because her daughter so hard work becomes the backbone to support her. "Zo, you better rest at home! Let Mama take care of the store. You seem to be tired, Zo." While rubbing Zoya's nape, Adeline continues to help her daughter. Spewing his nausea until Zoya becomes weak.

"It's okay, Mah. It's just a cold, taking medicine is also healed. I'll buy it to the pharmacy."

"You can't underestimate your pain! Anyway we have to get medicine! While we're closing this shop!" Adeline takes Zoya to the hospital after seeing her daughter's face turn pale.

"Yes, let me just treat myself, Mah. You see, in one hour there will be a delivery service that will take a bouquet of flowers, not just one, but 5. So there's gotta be someone in the store, Mah."

"You sure you can do it yourself?" adeline asked as she rubbed her daughter's face gently. There was great worry, but the middle-aged woman could not possibly resist because this effort was a source of income for them to live on.

"Yes, Mah. I am strong. I'll book a taxi online to the hospital. So you don't have to worry."

Adeline smiled bitterly, taking off her daughter who started to step away from the store.

Zoya still did not expect what she read. Both eyes continued to look at the diagnosis from the doctor with nanar. Crushed her heart, making her beautiful eyes unceasingly wet with tears. Unstoppable, the beautiful woman continued to moan inside the hospital bathroom. It was the only place to vent his grief.

"How's this? Why am I pregnant? Why, God?" zoya's mind could not hold back her cries.

It took about 30 minutes for Zoya to think. Strengthened the heart that life would not wait for him to rise from adversity. Zoya is well aware that she has to act. Not to accept his fate, but to hold the father accountable of the fetus he contains.

"A man like her would definitely not want to take responsibility with my pregnancy," Zoya's inner self was still hesitant to meet the man.

Amidst her anxiety, Zoya starts to step out of the bathroom. Walking in a frenzy, staring blankly around him until both eyes stopped right at one point. A man in a wheelchair immediately carried his memory far back.

"He ...." Zoya rubbed her eyes. His steps gradually quickly approached the man in front of him. The man he could not forget, the man he had just released for money, even though he had taken his crown. However, his beliefs changed instantly. His tongue was mute, pecking at the back of the wheelchair without saying anything.

"No, this man can't know if I'm pregnant. Anyway, at that time, I agreed to accept the money. I don't want him to demean me so much different from him, let alone insult the child I bear," Zoya's inner self began to turn her back on the man.

Until finally, a call from Lucas makes Zoya's move to leave stopped.

"What's up, Miss? Looks like there's something you want to talk to me about." Lucas turns his wheelchair around to face Zoya, who is still behind him.

"Now how is this?" zoya hesitated to answer.

Not yet had confidence gathered, the voice of a woman who suddenly appeared from the opposite side to Zoya again made him doubtful.

"Darling, I'm sorry to keep you waiting." The woman named Flora began to look at Zoya with question marks. "Do you know this woman, Lucas?"

Lucas turned away from looking at Zoya's back. His gaze turned to look at Flora who was now right next to his wheelchair. "I don't know, this woman hasn't answered him yet."

"Is that woman his wife?" zoya felt his decision to approach Lucas was a big mistake.

She felt she had to vent her disappointment about her pregnancy to Lucas, but right now, she felt it was no longer important. Zoya does not want to be a bully in the middle of the relationship of the two people who are still waiting for the answer.

"I'm going to have this pregnancy alone, no one should know, neither this man nor even Mama." Zoya's determination in her heart.

Resisting the tightness that began to constrict his breath. Zoya did not want to cry, she held back tears to keep from dripping. Without saying, Zoya ran away. Leaving Lucas and Flora in confusion about him.

"Lord, strengthen me in living a life I know is far from my dream. I just want to be happy, but if this sadness is the first way for me to feel it. Then with pleasure, I will live it," muttered Zoya who continued to run without turning her head even a little behind her.

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