Two Love Belongs to Zahira (Part My Wife!)

Two Love Belongs to Zahira (Part My Wife!)
116. Who is sick?



"Then, how should I do Doctor?" anggara asked, his genius brain was unable to think.


"Just need to be patient, continue to support her and make her comfortable, she really needs that" replied Doctor Nina.


Anggara nodded, the look of worried face was still clearly visible until he passed into the room to meet Zahira.


"Your phone sounds sweet." David pointed at Ayu's bag, the woman continued to stare at Anggara who had disappeared behind the door.


Ayu grabs her phone, seeing the lighted screen written Radit's name there. "Yes dear." Ayu replied immediately.


"Where is mama? I'm at Mama's house, but Papa's not at home either." Radit's voice over there.


"Papa Mama is also in the hospital." Ayu replied hesitantly, but already he said it.


"Who's sick?" ask Radit briefly.


"......."


"Mama!" he wants an answer soon.


"Zahira." Ayu replied that it was impossible to lie.


Across the street from the silent Radit this time, the young man came out in a hurry, driving to the nearest hospital from Anggara's house.


His handsome face looked serious, he was thinking why until he did not know that Zahira was sick.


"Hello Boss." An answer from Radit's phone call, shortly after he pressed the green button on his phone.


"Why not tell me that Zahira is in the hospital?" ask Radit.


"Sorry boss, I almost got caught. It turns out that there were a lot of people who were spying on Mr. Anggara's house, one of whom was the father's man from your wife, and he was caught, fighting with Miss Zahira's bodyguard." obviously Radit's man.


"What?" ask Radit not to believe it.


"Yes. And there was one more person but he managed to escape, whereas I wasn't caught because I was pretending to be chatting with people around there" he continued.


Radit rubbed his face rough, he was thinking there was a need for what Papa-in-law was stalking Anggara's house?


"Yes, you have to be more careful. Or put it this way, for a while you just go home and avoid Anggara's house." pinta Radit while massaging his forehead.


"Good boss, thank you." then ended their phone call.


Radit continued driving, until he arrived at the hospital not too far from Anggara's house. And sure enough the man's luxury car was parked there along with David's car. Radit went in looking for their whereabouts.


"Father! How's Zahira doing?" radit asked with a worried look.


"He's fine, just a little dizzy and resting" replied David.


"How did you know we were here" asked Ayu.


"I'm just guessing" he said sitting in the waiting chair.


Before long, Anggara came out of Zahira's ward, the man closed the door again but his sharp eyes did not turn from Radit.


"Is he okay?" tanya Radit is no longer able to resist curiosity.


"Yes, he's fine." Anggara replied trying to be ordinary.


"Don't see him" Anggara said with a serious face.


Radit stared intently at Anggara, he really did not like being banned let alone it was a rival.


"You forgot that I'm not just an ex-husband, but also his brother. And I just want to make sure she's okay." Radit can't give up.


"Don't now, I hope you understand he's not ready to remember everything, I don't want him back sick. If it's time I won't forbid anyone from meeting Zahira."


"You're having a show, it should be a good thing if he can remember everything. Or maybe you're afraid Zahira will leave him if he remembers me?" said Radit cynically, the two men attacked each other with their sharp gazes.


"I'm not afraid, what I'm afraid of is losing him from this world."


"Omong is empty" Radit said in a mocking tone.


"You never know what it's like to almost lose her so many times. You didn't see how much he suffered and almost lost his heartbeat. You don't know what it's like to fight for his life until now he can talk and laugh. You'll never know!" Anggara did not want to get away from the front door.


"Go away, I'm lazy to talk to you." Radit pushes Anggara's body aside, but this time Anggara catches Radit's hand and pushes back.


"Roman!" David grabs his son's hand to stay away from Anggara.


"You're challenging me?" asked Radit, grinning to finish Anggara.


"I won't budge this time, I remind you you better sit still if you want to be here!" anggara said firmly.


But Radit did not care, took off David's hand and hit Anggara's face.


The big hand was restrained, but Radit's left hand followed by a blow to Anggara's face, making the man retreat a little but then take a step back and avenge Radit.


After Anggara's punch hit Radit's nose, David stopped the two from continuing the fight. Ayu also arrested his son because he knew Anggara was not playing games this time, it was certain Radit would be battered if the man did not succumb.


"Radit you better go home!" david turned his back on Anggara.


"I'm going home with Radit" said Ayu pulling his son's arm, lest the blood in Radit's nose grow left and right.


Radit rubbed the blood coming out with his thumb, Radit's sharp eyes still could not be seen Anggara with a hostile look. Although in the end he complied and passed with Ayu.


David breathed a sigh of relief. Anggara will not finish his son but in this position the man will definitely not give up. Never imagined the situation would be complicated like this, biological children, adopted daughters beloved also old friends who have been like brothers, David really dizzy should how.


While outside Ayu still hugged Radit's arm tightly, Radit could go back in and desperately meet Zahira. Ayu knew exactly Radit his son would not give up so easily.


Radit got into the car, sitting leaning lazily and upset who still controlled the heart.


Drrrtt.


The man's phone shook, making him reach into his pants pocket and see who the person was contacting him was.


"Where are you?" merry asked, sounding annoyed.


"I'm in the hospital with Mama and Papa" Radit replied honestly.


"Who's sick?" merry asked in a search, Radit could guess if his wife was suspicious.


"Zahira." Radit replied very clearly.


Merry immediately disconnects his cell phone call, Radit no matter what at the moment. He was emotional with a variety of thoughts that are increasingly chaotic.