Two Love Belongs to Zahira (Part My Wife!)

161. Five Years Later

Five Years Later......

A 24-year-old man pulled out his suitcase in neat clothes and his expensive style. Black glasses do not forget to be attached to cover his sharp eyes with straight hair almost touching the frame of the glasses. His stout stature, broad shoulders and field chest are clearly visible with a white shirt with one button open on his collar. He looked around looking for someone at the international airport.

"You're finally home, son, Mama really misses you." Ayu hugged the gallant body with longing.

"Mama, I also miss Papa and Mama." returned the warm embrace of the mother.

"You're getting good-looking after five years of not coming home." David hugged her tightly after Ayu.

"Of course, I'm Papa and Mama's son." his laugh showed his teeth lined up neatly.

"It means to conquer the world." David smiled proudly at the change of his only son who looked more confident, calm and handsome.

"Yes!" Radit opened his sunglasses. "I did come back for it." those narrowed eyes looked calm but there was a high degree of confidence there.

Taking a high school education for eight months, and two majors in college at once for four years made Radit very busy, he said, The Malay state did not make it change in language and habits but changed its character a lot in living life. The more mature, the more courageous, get a degree Two scholars is Raditya capital to lead a large company owned by Mama. Want to be in power, want to get the attention of the world, and many more young soul desires that are still eager to work.

"Five years nothing has changed in this house" he said after arriving at David's house.

"Just feeling comfortable with this atmosphere, Papa doesn't want to change anything" replied David along standing in line with his son.

Raditya's sharp eyes unceasingly looked at the stairs, there were so many beautiful memories with someone even a warm hug on the stairs was still felt.

"Rest." David understood the look of that face, the longing face that Radit was unable to hide when he thought of Zahira.

"I'll start working today." Radit sat down at the dinner table, grabbing bread and milk that morning.

"Yes, if you're not tired. Not even Twenty-Four hours you've been home, honey." Ayu saw her son's face was very excited.

"No problem, I miss the atmosphere in the office" he replied as he chewed on bread.

"Today there is an annual meeting at the main Anggara hotel."

"I'll come." he said quickly.

David and Ayu looked at each other, they both thought of something but just kept quiet to let Raditya work with a million spirits in him.

Neat and classy clothes, sturdy steps, handsome and young. Such was the impression seen when he entered the grand hall of the luxurious Anggara Hotel, a great many young women who glanced at a Radit, red lips with white skin and firm jaws made the girls want to scream, moreover, if you look closely, his sharp nose makes them feel like biting.

Brugghh

"Ah." the voice of the little boy seemed to hurt. Falling because of running fast and hit Radit.

"You okay?" Radit extended his hand.

"Hey, let me help you." Radit squatted his tall body more. Radit seemed to have seen the little boy but somewhere, clear eyes sharp with clean white skin, straight hair like himself and dimples were visible even though he was not smiling.

The little boy did not want to be helped by Radit, he stood alone with a face without a smile, tidying up his classy clothes and style like a little boss. 'It's interesting' that first impression that Radit saw.

The little boy passed by in his arrogant style not even looking at Raditya.

"Whose son?" muttered Radit with a thin smile, he thought that if a child in such a style would be very difficult to conquer.

And one more little boy ran around, but was more careful and had time to stop before hitting someone.

"Hey, be careful" Radit told a young child who was the same age as his playmate. Ah yes, they were playing, but who brought the children to this annual meeting?

"Sorry" he said very politely, a calm face with full brown eyes.White skin and neat hair a little rough, his lips thin and nose tapered.

"Why do I feel like I've known those kids?" Radit seemed to think for a moment to look at the children had disappeared. "It looks like my brain is in trouble" he said again wearing glasses and continued his steps.

As usual, large meetings are led by Anggara as the most influential person in the business world, as well as people who always routinely contribute to a number of institutions. The man still looks handsome and dignified after five years of not meeting, occasionally their eyes collide with each other's thoughts of judging each other.

The meeting ended and everyone shook hands, especially the seniors who were aged, they had their own language and speech to get the sympathy of an Anggara. But not with Radit, he does not need to ask Anggara attention, he has received attention from the handsome conglomerate.

"Congratulations on your educational success" Anggara said as they shook hands.

"Thank you. You're still as good as you used to be, I think I want to beat you." Radit smiled with a joke but sounded like a strong desire.

"You will defeat me, but you will not be able to defeat my two sons" Anggara replied, smiling proudly.

"really? They're too small, they can't do anything." Radit said with certainty.

"You took twenty years to really defeat me, but it didn't take that long to make them an unrivalled leader" Anggara said.

"You're always sure."

"Life must always be sure" he replied calmly.

"Come to my house tonight, I want to see how great your sons will be as great leaders. Or I'll kidnap her before she grows up." Radit passed by with a smile and a calmer look. She was completely different after Five years ago showing a sad face in front of Anggara.

"Say you want to meet my wife." Anggara muttered dislike.

Radit smiled without turning his head, he could still hear the dislike words of Anggara. It is true that if Radit really wants to meet Zahira, he really misses seeing that beautiful face.

'Will you miss someone's wife?' of course Yes!

'Before he who admired and loved my wife secretly, I can too.' Radit smiled open the car door and drove back to his office.