Two Love Belongs to Zahira (Part My Wife!)

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"Is that the only gift?" after Anggara's lips moved away a little.

"Of course a lot." Anggara peeked back, many times and very delicious looks.

Anggara's one hand was still hiding, making Zahira curious. Releasing her kiss and pushing Anggara's chest slightly, her eyes stared in full search.

Anggara smiled understanding what his wife was thinking. "This is for you." A bunch of Roses with various colors he shows right next to the beautiful face of Zahira.

"In what order? Isn't the Rose garden already in our house?" zahira asked with a happy smile, her delicate finger stretched out to grab a beautiful bouquet of flowers.

"So seeing it in a roadside shop, it's as beautiful as you are." Anggara seduced him, indeed the beautiful face was more shining when he was seduced and he smiled.

"Thank you." Zahira brought the fresh rose closer to her nose with a smile continuing to expand, for a moment and then hugged her tightly.

"I love you dear Zahira" Anggara said softly.

"Me too, love you so much." replied Zahira in a soft and spoiled voice. Making the man who hugged her smile happily, her heart was very happy getting love from Zahira.

"I took a shower for a while" Anggara said, still hugging her, stroking Zahira's soft body.

"Want a warm bath?" zahira asked softly, still hiding in the chest of Anggara's field.

"I can do it myself, dear." Anggara kissed her cheeks, smiled warmly and hugged Zahira's large belly.

"I want to prepare it for my husband" he answered looking up affectionately.

"No need, even just move you're having trouble. With your effective attitude like this I've been very happy." Anggara smiled with breath blowing on Zahira's beautiful face.

"Then I'll always be spoiled for you."

"Yes, my wife must always be spoiled, she must always be happy." Anggara really loves him.

"Bandy." Zahira let go of her embrace with an unwilling face.

"Just for a moment." he whispered softly and tickled, he passed after leaving a wet trace on those red lips again.

Zahira bit her own lips, always the treatment of the adult man made her heart exercise, her heart quiver and her body goosebumps all over. Have repeatedly hugged him still comfortable and reluctant to take off even for a moment. Every day received a warm kiss his lips still as if he had just first felt the pleasure. Making him float and limp intoxicated, it feels like he wants again and does not want to end. Especially if he had played in bed with him, Zahira could forget what his own name was except Anggara who called him.

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Early in the morning Radit had woken up with a face that was not excited, the intention of the heart wanted to return to the hospital to do a follow-up check, as well as taking the results of his examination, but he seemed to hesitate.

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The door opened slowly, revealing Ayu's sad face from behind Raditya's bedroom door. "Are you leaving today, son?" Ayu approaching.

"Looks like no Mama, I can't afford to go home feeling more devastated than I am today" Radit replied clenching his two hands in front of his face, occasionally became the crutch of his pure white forehead.

"If you need a friend, Mama will accompany you, dear." Ayu came in and sat down beside Radit.

"No need, I'll ask Dr. Novan to send the results alone." Radit smiled slightly, unwilling to look worried.

"All right." Ayu can only surrender.

"Looks, the day after tomorrow I'm going to Malaysia with Umi. I will continue my education there. Also will learn sincerely with all this happening Mama" said Radit limp, not changing his sitting position a little dreamy.

"Are you sure ?" ayu asked quietly, staring sadly at the son just wayangnya.

"I'm sure." Radit looked up and smiled.

For a moment of silence, Ayu really did not bear with the suffering of Radit who he thought was too much. If he could he would like to carry the pain with him, so that Radit would not have to bother every time to bear his own burden. While Radit was also enjoying the endless torment of his heart, he always thought if he was guilty and felt sinful towards Zahira.

"I'm taking Zahira, take good care of her Mama! don't let us lose him again. I really want her to be happy even if she's not with me" he said sincerely.

Ayu wept silently hearing the statement coming out of Raditya's mouth, it was not a speech or a message, but an expression of deep sadness from the bottom of the heart of a man who still loved his ex-wife very much.

"Say people, getting divorced is better than being left gone forever. That's not true, not true at all! I've even felt both of them, she's dead, and now having to part ways and see her happy with someone else, it hurts just as much as Mama. But lately, I feel I have to be sincere because I can't make him happy. So it's better that he's happy, since childhood I did want him to be happy in love and affection. I realize life is not long, even the togetherness of childhood is still very clear, as if only yesterday passed."

"Don't make Mama sad." Ayu dissolved in a deep sobbing, although crying did not change anything but it felt like that was all she could do right now.

"Mama doesn't need to cry, I just need Mama's support and Mama's prayer so that I also have a chance to be happy, with Zahira someday."

It even made Ayu's cry more and more, it felt like screaming loudly, until all the tightness came out in the chest. "But you need to check, honey, that's just the first check!" Ayu tries to make Radit have hope.

"It's Mama, it's not a problem right now. Most importantly I will go to continue my education at Umi's aid and study there after." Radit grabbed Ayu's shoulder and hugged her mother who was still sobbing sadly.

"Whatever you want dear." replied Ayu trying to stop her crying.

"Tomorrow at night, Mama invited Zahira to come here, with Akbar as well. Think of it as a farewell night before I leave." pinta Radit smiled confidently.

Ayu looked at the handsome face, looking for what Radit his son really wanted, or just wanted to hurt himself.

"I promise I won't make a mistake, I love her very much, and will never let her down again." she reassured Ayu, smiling with a look full of promise.

"Alright, Mama will bring him here tomorrow afternoon and stay the night. But Mama hope you really aren't hurting yourself, because Mama can't lose you, so Raditya can't." Ayu returned to shed tears.

"No Mama, rest assured to me." she answered wiping Ayu's tears.

Ayu nodded, smiling though not yet relieved in her chest cavity. He pulled out his cell phone and found Zahira's name there. He stared at Radit's face for a moment, then refocused on his phone.