Two Love Belongs to Zahira (Part My Wife!)

12. As far as you go

"Of course I need you, I need to be a woman who can take care of herself." Zahira.

"Then learn so quickly, after this I have to take care of my company, my men are bothered very much." Aggara glance at the spoiled girl is not as usual.

"Am I bothering you?" Zahira asked seriously.

"Of course you trouble me, especially when you're lazy to study and whining a lot." Anggara said firmly, with a glimpse of cynical staring.

"Then I won't study with you again, the day after tomorrow I'm going to Malaysia so you don't have any more hassles because of me." Zahira was offended by Anggara's gaze and speech.

"Just give it up." Anggara doesn't care.

The day was spent with not much to say, the two men looked serious working and studying. Without Zahira realizing the adult man was always watching him, until the afternoon Zahira was ready with a bag in his hand.

"I'll drive you to your father's house." Anggara was already preparing to leave his desk.

"I'll wait for Papa." Zahira tried to refuse.

"Your father is looking at projects from other companies, can't take you." Anggara approached the young girl.

"I_" Zahira hasn't finished talking.

"I'll take you" he said again, this time he did not want to be denied, and finally Zahira according to come with Anggara. In the car the two men did not say anything until thirty minutes they arrived at Zahira's house. The house that used to be in Anggara also, there was happiness there, there were loved ones, there were good colleagues, there was adorable little Zahira at that time. Anggara opened the door for the little girl inside, then he stood up straight looking at the house that still seemed to win the heart.

"Are you really going to Malaysia?" anggara's question stopped the steps of the girl who had just passed him, the girl turned around.

"Didn't you not like me?" zahira replied seriously.

"No, I'm just kidding." Anggara looked at Zahira, his steps slowly approaching.

"But I'm really going to leave you!" said Zahira again, Anggara's steps stopped.

'Why hear that sentence my heart hurts so much, am I going to lose it a second time?'' Whispering Anggara heart, he looked at that beautiful face up close.

"Whenever you leave me, I'm sure fate will bring you back" he said, sounding sad, the brown eyes looking down into the depths of Zahira's clear eyeballs.

"Are you expecting me back? I haven't even left yet!" Zahira laughs.

"I'm not kidding Zahira." Anggara continued to look into the girl's eyes and face.

Zahira seemed to think, a handsome face with a sturdy body scented masculine was very close, looking very perfect and warm. "I don't even know what fate is waiting for me out there." Zahira looked at that sad face.

"God will control everything perfectly, beyond what we plan." Anggara retreated and turned around to leave Zahira at his house.

Zahira was stunned to see the departure of the adult man, I don't know what he was feeling so complicated it looks. Zahira went into the house to welcome the happy looking Tuti.

"Neventually come back, mbok very happy." The old woman hugged him.

"Thank you, I want to stay here." Zahira returned the woman's embrace.

"You were in my room, I loved it." Tuti's aunt called, and she opened the door.

"Still mbok." said Zahira began to step into the spacious and comfortable room.

"Sama-sama non, mbok stay yes." The woman smiled and left Zahira in her room.

Zahira stepped closer to the gold-carved dresser, staring at the happy faces of her mother's father, which were clearly depicted in the photo.

"Dad, mom, I'm home, I'm old and I'm nervous right now. I'm confused mom, I have to live this life alone or immediately accept Radit's proposal." Zahira felt the photo of the beautiful woman. "But I can't lie, I love her, too." Zahira continued to speak while hugging the medium-sized photo. Dissolved with his longing feelings for his mother and father to make him fall asleep in the corner of the spacious bed.

At night, the atmosphere in Radit's house was so quiet. Ayu and David look restless, the food on the table returns to be a spectacle. Especially Radit just looked down with a spoon of food that was lifted but never entered the mouth.

"I'll come to that house." David put down the spoon and put on the jacket that was placed on the back seat.

"I'm coming along." Ayu is moving. They both left Radit alone.

"Didn't he ask me to come, why did Papa and Mama go there?" Radit put the spoon and leaned back in his chair.

At the house of Zahira, the young girl was praying with wisdom, until it was finished and was seen praying so solemnly.

"Non, eat first." Mbok Tuti knocked on the door.

"Yes mbok." Zahira immediately released the mucus and immediately went down.

Just as Zahira was heading towards the dining table, her steps came to a halt. "Zahira!" Ayu's voice called out to him like he was in a hurry.

"Mama!" Zahira immediately approached and hugged the beautiful and white woman, the woman who always looked after and loved her.

"You're not coming home, Mama's worried son." Ayu loosened her arms staring at the face without hijab it was very beautiful, smooth and moist face, red and wet lips with clear eyes and seductive dimples. Naturally his son was crazy.

"I just want to see the photos of mom and dad" she replied in a soft, melodious voice.

"What's wrong, this is your house." David who was behind Ayu spoke.

"Sorry Papa." Zahira.

David saw his daughter looking down and seemed to think, the girl had grown perfectly beautiful. David approached by looking at the hidden face. "You're not running from Papa, are you Nak?" David asked slowly.

Zahira looked up, her beautiful face crying and hugging David. "Sorry Papa, I didn't leave you." her cries grew, sobbing grievously and bitterly.

David did not dare to return the hug of the girl, he realized he was not his real father. But his heart can't lie he's so afraid of losing it. "Papa understands baby, Papa is just afraid" he replied quietly.

Zahira took off her hug on David, wiped the tears for a moment and sat down to catch her breath and looked down. "I was thinking about Radit's proposal" she said later.

"Mama doesn't force you, baby, it's up to you. Mama wants you to be happy not by tying you to Radit or anyone else, just follow your heart." Ayu held the small hand.