Two Love Belongs to Zahira (Part My Wife!)

124. Very young

Anggara clasped the clasped hands all the way, their mouths were silent, but the link was enough to explain that they loved each other and were equally afraid of loss.

"Your flowers are blooming, dear." Anggara pointed to the park at the end of his yard. They just got out of the car and got back to holding hands.

"I haven't been there for a long time" replied Zahira smiling happily.

Anggara invited her to enjoy the flower field, deliberately because they needed to talk.

"Look, the yellow butterfly is enjoying the beauty of this park" said Zahira pointed to many butterflies.

"They came because they smelled flowers. Like me, I've come into your life and won't leave. The smell of your body is like life to me, just like butterflies, the smell of pollen on those flowers invites and makes the butterflies won't leave." Anggara stared affectionately at Zahira.

Zahira smiled so sweetly, she returned the man's gaze with the same warmth.

"I think your memory has recovered everything. I hope you don't forget that you said before that I was a running place. And now I'm trying to hold you here." Anggara's hand still clasping Zahira's finger, it's getting tighter with both hands.

"I don't forget." she replied smiling, but the tapered nose was a little spicy. Tears follow among the dew that has inhabited his eyelids, the small river is formed on both sides.

Anggara's hand was raised, his smooth finger rubbed slowly, removing the river with little flow. "I don't want you to cry, even if you ask me to buy half the world for you to be happy." He's seducing, but it's obvious that his wife likes him a lot.

"I just need you to be by my side, raising our children" Zahira replied in tears.

Anggara hugged the body tightly, he was happy, even though there was a little something stuck in his heart, Zahira might still think about Radit there.

"I'll be whatever you ask." whispered Anggara near Zahira's ear.

Butterflies flew around in the private garden, it was beautiful everything God had prepared for him. An adult husband who always understands, willing to do anything, also takes care of her for months without getting tired. Then the twins who are living in their womb, they are the fruit of love, the fruit of the sincerity of an Anggara, the fruit of happiness and gratitude for life that sometimes makes both cry and laugh, the fruit of waiting for a faithful man with the only love.

Anggara smilingly enjoys the beautiful and warm atmosphere of the woman who hides tightly in the chest, she is the most precious treasure of Anggara today, his wife, and children.

"Darling, what do you remember that you cried and ran to me at Radit's house?" Anggara stared at the face in his arms.

Zahira loosened her embrace, she also remembered something that no one ever knew.

"Before I and Raya crash, we came to Merry's apartment, and I saw them together." Zahira's face lowered, but then threw away her upset look.

"I know." Anggara replied making Zahira surprised.

"You know where it's coming from?" Zahira was astonished, so her eyes blinked several times looking at Anggara.

"From CCTV." Anggara smiled, he was anxious to see Zahira's curious face, the man pinched his smooth cheeks.

"Oh, I thought you were watching Radit play with that woman, too." her red lips pursed.

"It's not good to be prejudiced against others, let alone me. I want to do it with you, even now you're still so wild." Anggara.

Zahira smiled broadly to the point of narrowing her eyes, she was both happy and embarrassed to remember that she often whined, asked and even forced impatiently.

"We're not talking about that!" Zahira again hugged the gallant body of Anggara.

"All right." Anggara laughed loosely, it was nice to see his wife was wrong if she was tempted by him.

"Tomorrow I'm going to meet someone, I just got word that they found the man who made your car explode" Anggara said.

"Male?" ask Zahira to repeat.

"Yes, and that's the person Radit is related to, as well as his current wife" Anggara explained, further surprising Zahira.

"I want to see who it is." Zahira was very curious.

"Later, if he's in jail. I will punish everyone who has harassed my wife." she said, scary but sounding friendly in Zahira's ears.

"I have no enemies." Zahira looked confused.

"Indeed, but Radit brought someone to attend and antagonize you. Also me, business rivals and cunning people out there will be hostile to you. There was even a stakeout of our house a few days ago."

"really?" said worried.

"You can't be far from Jia, only she can be trusted now" Anggara said.

"Yes." Yeah." Zahira nodded in understanding. "You know, our kids were moving, he was moving and kicking" he said with a very happy face.

"He's moving? When he moves again, I also want to feel his kick." Anggara crouched down and felt the big belly, stroking and sticking his ears on the left, right, top and bottom, the man's behavior looks very funny, making Zahira laugh. Until then the man realized his behavior did not get a response from the two tadpoles in there, he stood to hug and kiss the beautiful face of his wife.

*

That morning, Anggara and his two assistants 'Ricky and Ricko' were heading to a place some distance from the city center. The three of them accidentally get together to see and consider the punishment for the man who caused Zahira's car accident.

The two assistants and the lawyer looked calm with sunglasses on their two pairs of eyes. Both always look compact with almost the same style and style. Many of their colleagues say that Anggara's assistant is a twin brother.

"You make him confess." Anggara ordered when he was about to enter a room in a three-story building but empty unkempt.

"Sure." replied Ricky excitedly.

"It's a kid!" Ricko stared in disbelief at a young man curled up on the floor covered in thin foam.

"It's a little kid, but his criminal brain surpasses that of an adult!" Ricky answered while watching the young man from foot to head.

"Well, you're gonna be in a lot of shit, you're gonna be in jail for a long time. Too bad at such a young age that you should have a happy and loving day with your lover, you would rather be in jail!" Ricky talks a lot, as well as scares.

"really so. You know, I used to be her age to have such a beautiful lover, and she really likes it when I go to her house in secret. We spent days if his father wasn't home." Ricko provokes young men who are getting all wrong.