Two Love Belongs to Zahira (Part My Wife!)

11. Touching you

At night at David's house, the atmosphere was not as crowded as usual, Zahira was more silent tonight, even at dinner he did not look spoiled as usual. Ayu and David looked at each other guessing what her daughter was thinking.

"Mom I go to the room first." Zahira leaves the dining table and goes upstairs, not even looking at Radit.

"Have you talked about that to Zahira?" Ayu looked at the face of her son who still looks sad at Zahira's residence up.

"Had Mama, he asked for some time to think." replied Radit quietly.

"Then give it, don't force him to answer before he's sure." David mediates wisely.

"I know." Radit also left the dining table, for a moment saw the stairs want to feel like he followed up, but he paused. Perhaps later, if at night he still thought about Zahira, just looking at the door of his room would be a medicine of anxiety that suddenly struck unexpectedly.

Late at night, Radit was still agitated, eager to go upstairs to meet the woman of his tribe. Doubtful, there was a little doubt but then the taste demands were not able to be contained anymore. Radit climbed up slowly with slow steps the man treaded the desolate cold floor, towards the room of the beautiful girl who had inhabited his heart for a long time, it's really torturous even if the person you think is there.

"Radrite." Radit who was walking down was surprised and raised his head, the girl was also sepetinya was restless.

Radit approached slowly did not take his eyes off the face of ayu and was hit by the dim light of the moon. "Why not sleep?" radit asked in a soft and gentle voice.

"I'm thinking of you." Zahira replied honestly, her eyes also returned the handsome man's gaze.

"Why with me? Aren't I here." Radit stopped right in front of the face of the girl who was shorter than him. The night makes the atmosphere more romantic.

Those beautiful, sweeping eyes were increasingly fixedly greeting the face of the tall and white man before him, as if giving a flowing current to the one who looked on. He didn't answer.

"I've loved you for a long time Zahira, I want us to always be together, spending time together not just looking at each other like this." Radit's still in his position.

"Me too, but isn't this too soon, you're still in school. Should we wait until you finish Radit school, not for a year, right?" Zahira tried to explain.

"I can't wait that long not to touch you Zahira. I feel so tormented always near you but can't touch you, didn't I say this afternoon." Radit doesn't want to hear Zahira's explanation.

Zahira silently did not reply, her eyes looking at the distant sky, seeming to decide it was still too difficult. Maybe because of his age is very young, let alone fall in love, even friends he does not have, only some of it is in Malaysia.

"Alright Zahira, if it's too much for you the day after tomorrow I'll go back to Malaysia, I'll give you time. While maybe being away from you can neutralize my brain that only focuses on you." Radit turned around to leave him.

"Radrite." Zahira stopped his steps.

Zahira approached and grabbed Radit's shoulder with one hand. "Tomorrow the night I will answer, tomorrow I will stay at my mother's house. You meet me there."

Radit turned to face the beautiful woman, "Are you going to turn me down until you have to stay at mom's house." Radit asked seriously.

"I just asked you to come." Zahira answered slowly. Radit took a breath and smiled a little, not knowing what answer he would get, but really if he lost Zahira he would not be able to.

"I couldn't bear to not hug you Zahira." her voice sounded heavy, her eyes dewy unseen hiding in her neatly wrapped neck.

Zahira was unable to say, this is the first hug after he knew Radit was not his brother, it felt very different it felt like he wanted to get closer and tightly did not want to let each other off, the little hand replied.

"Take me Zahira, to think of you as no longer a sin." Radit loosened his embrace, staring at the face that was also shedding tears.

"Come to mom's house tomorrow night." Zahira took her hand off Radit's grasp, the beautiful face lowered, between regret and shame already in the arms of the man who loved her.

"I must have come" he said half-whispering before Zahira's face. This time he left Zahira with a faster pace, without looking over of course.

Finally the night passed both of them, although the wall clock felt slower for Radit who could not bear to have Zahira. Likewise with Zahira, he passed the night restlessly, indeed the warm and tight embrace had disturbed the soul of his grown girl.

The contractor service office owned by Zahira, looked all employees were busy passing by, on the page of the office was seen some field workers who had prepared with his attributes, it looks like they will work on a new project that is still raw, raw, seen from men who are preparing to drive heavy equipment.

"Have you come?" Anggara entered the large room with a slight glance at the dreamy-looking young girl. He did not reply, only replying to the adult man's glance.

"Are you having thrush?" The man was still curious about the girl who often invited him to argue now just silent.

"No, I was just thinking about my mother" she replied as if she was confiding.

"Why your mother." The man looked relaxed with a few files in his hand.

"I just miss you, I want to stay there." Zahira opened her laptop.

"Are you thinking of something that you want to stay in that house?" The man was a little interested in Zahira's outpouring of heart.

"I'm an adult" he replied slowly.

"You're an adult, you have to be independent and responsible, not always the people around you will always be there." Anggara.

"You're right, one of them is you." Zahira returned the man's gaze.

Anggara was stunned to hear it, he wanted to answer, if he wanted he would always accompany forever.

"Didn't you not like me being here all the time, so you need to be independent as soon as possible" he said later.

"You must be patient, now I need you." Zahira again showed her frustration.

"Let's realize you need me!" Anggara smiled cynically.