Two Love Belongs to Zahira (Part My Wife!)

114. Wanna meet

"Is there a man who is fine if he witnesses his loved ones happy with others?" tanya Radit is still leaning.

"Ada?" Akbar slightly smiled with a very confident face.

"Your uncle?" Radit asked back.

"I've been interested in talking about the past since your ex-wife married my uncle. And that's really amazing." Akbar opened the car door and sat down with Radit.

"Is my story not extraordinary?" Radit shook his head and closed his eyes for a moment.

"You know, a great man is a man who can control himself." Akbar invited him to chat.

"I can control myself, what is difficult for me is to control my love" Radit replied pointing to the middle of his chest.

"Hahaha, it's the same." Akbar laughed, he managed to bring that sad atmosphere down a bit.

"When you fall in love, you're going to be stupid, selfish, and a lot of things that make you crazy." Radit slightly smiled mockingly.

"It seems like I've started to feel the symptoms" the man replied smilingly imagining something.

"Don't tell me you like that mean woman." look at Radit full of probing.

"If it's true how?" Akbar wanted to know his cousin's reaction.

"Somehow, falling in love depends on your taste." replied Radit unwilling to think.

"The important thing is still a woman, about cruel or angry, or any attitude I will keep trying. I'm gonna make him fall in love with me!" akbar said excitedly.

Radit gaped up to make him, but a moment later he became excited. "That means you'll come to your Uncle's house often!" he looked at Akbar's face.

"You mean?" Akbar squinted his eyes, he became suspicious of what Radit was thinking.

"You can tell what Zahira's doing" she replied with a face that was no longer haggard.

"You want me to be a spy? Anyway what you want to know. It's obvious my uncle loves Zahira so much, why do you bother to think about it."

"I'd love to see him every time, to hear from him every day" he said.

"Be at peace with your heart first, how do you know later you have the opportunity to meet or just talk to him. She was your brother before she became your wife, so the chance to meet would still be there."

"You're right." Radit feels very lucky to be able to talk a lot to his cousin who is more mature than Radit.

Arriving home, Radit threw his tired body on the living room sofa, he leaned back with a myriad of burdens he felt. It shouldn't be much, just because he doesn't focus on other work makes things heavy

One month after that day.

"David, I'd love to visit Anggara's house. Let's call him and tell him we're going there." Ayu is just relaxing on this weekend.

"Alright, I also think about it a lot." David slightly smiled, grabbed his phone and contacted Anggara.

"Hello!" the answer is across there.

"Hello Anggara's. I want to see my daughter, can I come to your house?" ask David straight to the point.

For a moment but there was no answer, making David's heart a little worried.

"Just for a moment" said David again he did not want to argue what else to force, but he really wanted to meet Zahira.

"All right." replied Anggara in the end.

"Thank you, we're going straight to your house." David felt relieved, immediately closed his phone call.

In the other house, Zahira was sitting on the porch of his house with Aunt Jia and two other young assistants. They were planting Orchids that Zahira suddenly liked, while Jia just stood with her sharp eyes staring back and forth without anyone knowing what she was thinking. At all times the woman is always suspicious of the things around her.

"Auntie, I prefer the white one" Zahira said.

"We'll park more white then." Aunty asked the two assistants to multiply the white ones.

"What's Jia?" anggara's voice makes? they turned their heads, the man was already standing not far from Jia.

"I feel this house is being watched by many people" he said flatly.

Anggara frowned, he did not doubt Jia, but he did not expect that his wife's bodyguard was very sensitive to the circumstances far outside.

"Maybe the person who wants to know my life, or the news seeker?" guess Anggara doesn't feel weird.

"No!" the woman replied again making Anggara look at her in surprise.

"Who?" ask Anggara whose hand has gotten a pull from Zahira.

"Come, but more than one" Jia said backwards and sat down on the wooden chair a bit away.

Anggara didn't want to talk about it anymore, he sat down near Zahira.

"Isn't it cold sitting on the floor dear?" anggara stroked Zahira's head.

"No, I like to sit here cool" he replied leaning his head on Anggara's shoulder.

"It's the Moon Orchid." Anggara touched a flower pot that had just been planted.

"Hem, I asked Aunt to order it." replied Zahira, her hand tightly hugging Anggara's arm.

"Why do you like orchids, does the Rose not look beautiful?" tanya Anggara let his wife stick and breathe the fragrant aroma in the t-shirt he wears.

"Everything is beautiful, only I like it because the name is the same as the beginning of your name. And again the flowers are natural-scented comfortable, my heart is calm if it inhales the fragrance."

Anggara laughs showing neat teeth and a happy face, making him look more handsome.

"Master someone came." the man's bodyguard approached Anggara first before the two guests were behind him.

"We have an appointment" Anggara replied, seeing David and Ayu from afar, looking at Zahira. The love of pregnant women made the two people who came along dissolved, they did not say hello but continued to watch Zahira who had not realized their presence.

"Honey, there is Papa and Mama" said Anggara slowly, affectionately, very close to his ears.

Zahira looked at Anggara, then looked over.

"Father!" he said it's still not moving.

"Darling, how are you?" David sat down with one leg bent forward.

"Well Papa." he answered, grabbed David's hand and asked him to stand up.

"We'll just talk inside." Anggara brought everyone in.

Sitting on the luxurious sofa in the large room, it even made the atmosphere more awkward, especially Ayu who had noticed Zahira's beautiful face, his little eyes were always dewy watching the distance that stretched but invisible what was blocking him.

"May Mama hug you?" said Ayu with a sad face.

Zahira nodded, letting Ayu approach slowly, but then hugged her tightly with a cry that could not be held.

"Mom really miss you, dear?" he said it sounded along with so deep sobs.