Two Love Belongs to Zahira (Part My Wife!)

138. Like you

"Richa!" Zahira wept even more, and was soon embraced by Anggara.

"Dear, don't cry. The kingdom is already in heaven, he sacrificed his life to save you. And of course I'm not just saddened by his passing, I'm going to take the culprit to the police. And his family got a lot of financial guarantees, his mother and also his sister. They'll all be fine." Anggara calmed Zahira down.

"Why are they so evil to me, that Raya died. It's all my fault, because I'm leaving." The crying became more.

"No, you're not wrong, honey, you didn't lose your pain after that, you were found submerged, and then you were in a coma for months. It was only after I found and brought you to Jakarta that you realized for a week, and then we went to Singapore and you went back into a coma. Not only did I feel like I lost you once, but many times I was almost desperate."

Zahira could no longer speak, she just cried and wailed in her heart.

"Don't cry anymore, I don't want you to cry" she said.

"I want to meet them, I'll see the faces of those bad guys. I wanted so badly to beat him up and stomp his face." said Zahira furiously, he did not know if there was a man watching him at the door not far from them.

Radit stared in disbelief at the words that came out of Zahira's mouth, even for so many years with Radit, he was never that brave in saying. The young man's eyes continued to sharpen to pay attention to Zahira's behavior which he thought was different.

"No, you're pregnant, baby! That's not good." said Anggara calmed down and clasped Zahira's clenched hand.

"But he's so evil! Just slapping and stepping on his ugly face I think only a little bit of pain from me and Raya!"

"Darling!" Anggara called out to him with a slightly raised tone.

"I want to see it!" yelled Zahira still did not want to obey.

"That just soiled your heart, and it'll make you get more and more dissolved in the anger and vengeance that the devil created in here." Anggara pointed at the center of Zahira's chest.

"I'm really upset, if I wasn't pregnant, then I'd beat her to death." She's still very emotional.

"Otherwise it's like that, I won't let you do it. I don't want my beautiful wife to go to jail." Aggara seduced him, maybe his heart would be a little broken.

"I won't go to jail, there you will always protect me." he replied spoiled, he no longer wanted to argue.

"Of course, you're my most precious treasure. It's good the police are taking you. Maybe one of them fell in love and married you. Then how should I?" Anggara was inviting him to tell a story, with a dream that he corals himself.

"That-"

"Half yourself, steal my wife and marry her. Then how should I?" suddenly Radit was already standing beside them.

Zahira paused her answer, but she wanted to say a lot to Anggara. Now the clear eyes looked at Radit who was standing upright with two hands he put in his pants pocket.

Anggara looked at the young man for a moment, then he smiled faintly. Not wanting to answer even though there is a lot he wants to say to Radit, of course whatever he will say will not make Radit satisfied, it will invite a fight. Anggara did not want to do that, there was Zahira there, also the children in his stomach. Do not let his wife tense and afraid.

"Why silence? Are you admitting it?" radit asked again with a cynical smile.

"If there's no you, he'll talk a lot." Radit pointed at Anggara with a slight advance of his face.

"What do you mean Radit?" Zahira spoke up, he did not want Radit to continue raving in front of them.

"Zahira listen! You're my wife, I've never dropped a talaq on you. He said he already has your divorce certificate." Radit pointed to Anggara as well as Zahira who was still sitting unmoved from his position.

"You forget I sued you? I do want our divorce." replied Zahira subtly.

"But this is one-sided!"

"I have the right to sue, and it's granted!

"Your law will do everything in its power to get us divorced! Because he wants you to marry this old man!" Radit pointed at Anggara again in anger.

Sontak made Zahira stand up. "I asked for it Radit! I gave him the power, even I realized after I was in Jakarta, and it was only two months from my lawsuit against you. I asked Om Ricky to finish everything, all that was in my heart at that moment was Papa!"

"You even got affection from everyone, not just Papa!" bentak Radit's.

"You do love me, but you ended up sleeping with your mistress too. Don't think I don't know Radit, I saw with my eyes that you were fucking him on the couch in the apartment you rented him. You meet him, you do it behind my back, you enjoy it until that disgusting voice comes out of your mouth! I SAW IT RADIT!!!" this time Zahira shouted, angry and crying.

"I'm pissed off at you constantly asking for a divorce from me!"

"Because you really want it. And God is showing me the best way, you can't be trusted." Zahira no longer shouted, she smiled bitterly.

"And what are you!" Radit pointed at Zahira with a little closer to his face. "You even did it happily with this old man." Radit also pointed to Anggara who is now standing, because their mouth war is increasingly becoming.

"Haha, of course. He's my husband! Loving me without lies and covering things up. He was always with me, taking care of me sincerely, keeping me well, not only the money he sacrificed for me, but everything, EVERYTHING!" Zahira further made Radit angry, of course he did that because he did not like Anggara to be blamed by Radit.

"Did I sacrifice less for you Zahira?" Radit was very sad to hear that answer, he never knew if Zahira would answer it and corner him.

"You sacrificed me for the people who were in there" replied Zahira pulling Anggara's arm.

"Zahira!" Radit grabbed Zahira's arm.

"She's my wife!" Anggara brushed off Radit's hand with his eyes fixed on the young man.

Radit laughed mockingly. "Heh, he was mine before! I'm sure he won't be able to forget me." whispered Radit in Anggara's ear, his narrow eyes glancing at Zahira who had passed first.

"You just don't know if he enjoys my touch so much, he always asks me to." Anggara also whispered, then he glanced at Radit's hand had hardened like he wanted to hit him.