Two Love Belongs to Zahira (Part My Wife!)

13. Both

"Yes, Mama." Zahira returned Ayu's hand that felt so warm and reconciled.

"Sorry Mama can't take long, honey, should you come home with Mama Nak?" Ayu looked at that pretty face.

"No Mama I'll stay, Mama don't have to worry, I'm safe here" Zahira again assured Ayu.

"Ah, fine then. Mom's home, baby." Ayu hugged Zahira again, her heart was calmer after meeting her daughter and of course she was fine.

"Mama and Papa should have dinner with me first." Zahira remembers she was down for dinner.

"Don't darling, we've eaten more Mama and Papa a lot of work." Refusing subtly, Ayu and David leave Zahira, after leaving Zahira with the always faithful Tuti mbok.

Zahira stared at the departure of his parents until he was not seen again, only then he entered with the senior assistant. "We ate together" Zahira asked the woman next to her.

"Yes Mbok temenin." he replied sincerely and smiled, he remembered Zahira's mother, who was never spaced on her maid, warm attitude and attention was declining perfectly, and he said, beautiful and humble make mbok Tuti comfortable in the house was not treated like a maid.

"If Mom and Dad were still around?" Zahira took the white rice filling her plate as well with side dishes and vegetables.

"It's been the destiny of the Almighty Non, they've been happy. They love each other so incredibly, especially her father Non. A handsome man who is a true lover, very fitting with his mother is not beautiful." Mbok Tuti was reminiscing about the togetherness, as if he was enjoying the atmosphere again.

"I want to be like them Mbok." said Zahira suddenly, stopping for a moment the activity, really he was eager to see the love that was said so great.

"Of course Non, does Non already have a candidate?" Mbok Tuti looked at that beautiful face questioningly.

"He's proposing to me Mbok, right now he's waiting for my answer." Zahira told me, even though he had just met but Mbok Tuti was enough to make Zahira's heart comfortable.

"What's David Non's son?" Mbok Tuti guessed.

"Yes. Where does Mbok know?" ask Zahira while continuing her meal.

"Bok see that he loves Non Zahira so much, his eyes can't get away from this face." Mbok Tuti pointed at Zahira's face, making Zahira smile looks very sweet.

Zahira finished her meal and brought a glass of water up. "Bok, Zahira rest in the room huh!" said Zahira when he had climbed on some stairs.

"Yes Non." The woman smiled looking at the kind and polite girl.

Spending time on his favorite balcony, looking at the distant stars. Hoping that the flashing star is his father and mother, as people in the movies say. That sounds silly but really moments like this Zahira is hopeful.

"Tok, tock, tock." Zahira's room door was knocked, Zahira glanced at the clock on the nightstand at 21:08.

"Maybe Mbok Tuti." Zahira opened the door to her room. "Roman!" Zahira's surprised.

Radit was also stunned, because Zahira was not wearing her hijab. As she expected the woman was perfect, covering up her admiration Radit immediately turned around.

"Wear your hijab!" radit said like an order.

"Had it." replied Zahira, his hand grabbed the hijab and put it on in a hurry. Zahira stepped out of her room.

Radit stared at the face, the big hand outstretched to fix the non-straight hijab.

"I'm ugly, right?" Zahira guessed because her hijab was tilted.

"You're always beautiful, what else without this." Radit pointed to the hijab he had just fixed.

"Radit don't do that." his voice sounded a little sulky.

"That's if it's a wife." said Zahira again.

"Don't you want to be my wife?" Radit seduced her, from near the pretty face was blushing in embarrassment.

Zahira silently did not reply, but her eyes stared with a twinkle of love clearly visible. It made Radit confident that he would accept his proposal.

"My dear answer, am I accepted?" Radit increasingly dared to seduce her, smiling sweetly waiting for an answer with an already erratic heart.

Until he stared at each other for a moment, Zahira finally nodded. Making the man in front of him round his eyes and mouth slightly open. "It's not a dream?" radit asked again, his eyes twitching a few times.

Zahira shook her head, and smiled. Radit was still speechless, his heart was so happy, his heart was about to jump out.

"I want to be Radit's wife." the soft voice said, sounding very melodious in Radit's ears.

"Thank you Zahira, I promise I'll make you happy." Radit endured the intense feeling in his soul, whether it had to evaporate it like what it was, looking at Zahira with great anxiety.

"Don't you repeat that" said Zahira, clearly she was afraid Radit would embrace her.

"Why, does that make you sleepless?" Radit teased him, the smooth white cheeks were blushing, clearly visible from the white light of the lights. "We're getting married in three days" Radit said, looking so warm.

"So fast?"

"of course. Tomorrow Mama's gonna call Rey's uncle, and I'm gonna call Umi Nurul." Radit was very sure.

"I find it difficult to take care of your move Radit, because you're in the third grade" Zahira said.

"If Umi Nurul can't help then you're coming with me to Malaysia again." Radit.

"There's no choice" replied Zahira, closing in on the window that was still open.

"Aren't you going with your husband?" Radit stood behind him.

"My husband is still in school." Zahira laughs.

"Not until Zahira's year, even my age is seven months different from yours." Radit looked at that smiling face.

Zahira felt this was right, her heart no longer had a burden, the anxiety that yesterday had disappeared with a change of laughter, Radit increasingly showed his feelings.

"While I'm gonna stay here." Zahira.

"Why, are you uncomfortable living in our house?" Radit changed his position to face Zahira.

"I'm your future wife Radit. It would be inappropriate for me to stay in one house with you when it's getting to the wedding day." replied Zahira.

"But that's your house too." Radit obviously didn't want to be away from the woman.

"No, I'm gonna stay here, we're getting married in this house, and we're gonna spend a lot of time here" Zahira said.

Radit seemed to think.

"Two." continued Zahira again smiling.

Radit smiled at the last word, of course it was also very desirable, living alone with a woman who had been dreaming for a long time.