Two Love Belongs to Zahira (Part My Wife!)

151. Afraid of the bad reality

The battle after dawn left the two tired in their bodies. Cloudy and smooth drizzle make the atmosphere very fitting to spend the day off in a comfortable room in the big house Anggara.

A clean white face and beautiful still sleeping with regular breath tickling in Anggara's ears, the handsome man deliberately hid his face between Zahira's shoulders and neck, sleeping lower, and he was very happy, hugging the friendly with the smell of breath that was inhaled when he also took his breath, became a pleasure for the adult man in recent times.

The smooth hand was raised, felt the face faithful clinging, stroking it for a moment until it felt rough feathers around the lips and chin Anggara pierced in his smooth fingers. He opened his eyes, turned his head and looked at that handsome face from up close.

His sweet smile rose, the red lips were attracted beautifully with eyes that he deliberately did not open everything. To brush and wipe the handsome face that adores him all the time.

Suddenly the small hand was caught and Anggara immediately bit his finger.

"Awh." doesn't hurt but it's enough to surprise him.

"I want to eat you" Anggara said with a heavy voice, his brown eyes still not open.

"I'm hungry!" his whining was spoiled, trying to pull the finger that was caught, now in the grip tighter.

"Beautiful Moment." said Anggara still closed his eyes with regular breathing.

Zahira pulls Anggara's hand to stroke her stomach. "They were struggling to eat" he said again.

Suddenly the closed eyes were wide open, moving from its position to closer to the stomach that moved like a wave. "They are so strong!" Anggara astonishment made. The adult man continued to wipe giving warmth to three people at once. Zahira likes that touch.

"It's been almost seven months, soon I'll actually be a father." Anggara hugs, rubs and kisses where they move.

"Now you've become a father." replied Zahira, his wiggly hands rubbing Anggara's head.

"Thank you dear." she said so happily.

"For what? Even I really want our children born into the world quickly. Was desperate to accept the fact Radit was defending Merry because of his son, I felt useless. And you're the only one who's willing to accept me, I should be the one to thank you."

"I want you dear Zahira, to be my wife, also the mother of my son" Anggara replied sincerely.

"I don't know your reason, aren't there a lot of better women out there than I am? And of course they won't refuse."

"I just don't want you to reject me." Anggara replied sipping on the fragrance of Zahira's delicate arm.

"When do I refuse?" asked Zahira laughing teasingly.

"Ah, right too. My wife always asks." she whispered in Zahira's ear.

"Mas, I'm hungry!" he screamed while laughing.

"I'm hungry too, honey." Anggara continued to hug tightly, occasionally tickling and making Zahira laugh loosely, his happy voice heard until it came out.

Jia who had just entered the second floor immediately stopped her steps. His thin lips were attracted, smiling hearing an unusual laughter, a happy laughter so separated from his master's room.

"What's wrong?"

The voice of the man next to him made him re-position his lips until they were slightly pursed.

"They're happy, we better get back downstairs." Akbar gave advice to the beautiful woman.

Jia did not reply, he turned around according to Akbar's suggestion.

"Didn't you want to live a happy life like Zahira?" akbar asked along the stairs.

"I don't mean it's Jia!" Akbar stopped his steps, also the burly hand grabbed Jia's arm.

Jia was unmoved, unaccustomed to accepting the gentle demeanor of a man, but unable to resist at this moment. Ten days he was in care, ten days the man accompanied him.

"Marry me." Akbar said again.

"I'm not ready yet" Jia replied firmly.

"What's not getting you ready? Aren't you sure about me?" Akbar really wanted to hear the right reasons, not the made-up excuses.

"I still have a responsibility to my mother. And again, Miss still needs a loyal bodyguard. I am not ready to stop working, I still want to accompany the young Miss until she gives birth and looks after her children. I haven't been able to focus on household activities, whereas a rich man like yourself wants a wife who is fully at home, enjoying the day and raising children at home alone." Jia explained all of his heart.

"Not so Jia, if you want to work I won't forbid. But yes, I want you to work that makes me calmer, not as a bodyguard who risks life like yesterday" Akbar said worriedly.

"That's my life, you better not get in it if you don't like the job that makes me bet my life. You and I are different."

"We are the same Jia, nothing is different. I want to love and protect you in my own way. Even though you can protect yourself, for me a woman still needs a companion who can keep her safe."

"I'm still comfortable with my life in this house, I just felt like I had a friend as well as a sibling after the young Miss came. And I haven't thought about getting married." Jia replied firmly.

"What does it mean that you don't like me Jia?" tanya Akbar was sad.

"I like you. But we're so different." Jia left Akbar still glued in the middle of the stairs.

It seemed like today the sky would also darken, heartbreak made his eyes foggy, his life passion disappeared.

"How do you make you understand Jia?"

*

"Can Umi wait for me for a minute?" radit said after Nurul finished talking to his cousin.

"Radit to kemane?"

"I want to ask the doctor something that just came out, we're here. If it had to be on purpose then I wouldn't have Umi's time." Radit explained.

"Alright, Umi wait inside." Nurul, pointing to the door of his brother's ward, looked from the open door that some people were still talking.

"Yes." Yeah." Radit nodded.

Walking towards the doctor's room dealing with Nurul's distant brother, Radit looked doubtful after being in front of the room.

Door opens.

"Can I help you?" a nurse came out of the specialist's room.

"Want to see Doctor Novan" Radit replied quickly.

"Please come in, it just so happens that the doctor is not having any guests" the nurse replied kindly.

"Thank you." Radit nodded, his hand already holding the door handle. Closing your eyes for a moment casts off doubt, takes a deep breath and throws it away slowly.

"I'd better get in! There's nothing to be afraid of." he said himself. Even though he was deep in his heart he was afraid.