Two Love Belongs to Zahira (Part My Wife!)

164. Does that mean he's dangerous?

"That means he's dangerous?" that gentle gaze now turned worried.

"It can be said like that" Anggara replied feeling that Zahira's worry was so great.

"Then why did you ask Jia to leave, wouldn't it be safer if Jia was with us?" Zahira remembered that Jia was a loyal person.

"To face the Sumatran tiger then it takes Sumatran people to more easily tame it. Also Uncle Daniel, we need someone who has the same power to defeat him. That's the reason why I sent Jia to go to Japan to study the weapons used to kill Mama. I'm afraid it'll happen again and I don't want to lose you and our children. I guess if he used a small needle like poisonous hair, I heard that only martial artists in Japan could wear it." Anggara pulled out the hair that fell on Zahira's forehead, really not wanting to imagine it happening to his beloved wife.

"I'm not afraid if it happens to me, but it would be very scary if the target was-" Zahira stopped her speech.

"I know, honey, tomorrow we'll move to another house. We'll stay there so we don't always meet Uncle Daniel." Anggara smiled slightly to calm Zahira, not wanting the pretty face to wrinkle with worry.

"When I love this house, here I feel like a queen, so dear and respected." staring at the ceiling of the room shades of blue tosca.

"Yes, I brought you in after you recovered from surgery. You're still weak and I'm holding your little body up the stairs." Anggara half-whispered.

"I feel like your wife, and then you leave me to sleep alone with a troubled and disappointed heart." Zahira also whispered softly.

"You just don't know honey, if that night I slept restlessly, too. I'd love to come and hold you until morning, but I'm afraid of being khilaf and killing you so that you're not left." Anggara hugged him back tightly, kissed his forehead and all over his face, reminiscing about the time when Zahira was first staying at the house made both of them want another warmth that was difficult to end when they woke something. An endless love, a longing that is always passionate even though he is always in plain sight, as if there is no more tomorrow to complete the tempestuous taste, the distance of age was never felt even more to make their souls more crazy for the admiration of One and the other.

While in another house, a man was still staring annoyed at a table full of food. Even the phone he was holding seemed to repeatedly change places, once held, also once placed, he was really nervous.

"You haven't slept?" David had just come out of his room and saw his only son still sitting at the dinner table.

"Not yet" he replied with a limp face.

"Maybe they have their own reasons for not coming. Anggara is not like that as long as I know him. Moreover, Zahira, you know that she is a good woman, not ignoring the requests of others. If he can't then he's definitely giving the news." David took the fries that were still on the table, it was prepared for Zahira and her family.

"Right, I'm worried too." Radit looked at David's face, thinking.

"Let Papa contact him." David took his cell phone on the nightstand.

Radit glanced at the big wall clock on the wall, Ten o'clock forty minutes.

"Hello!" David's voice is heard and true if the man manages to contact Anggara.

"What's the Father-in-law?" Anggara sounded joking but a little upset.

"Basic! Why don't you come? Didn't Radit say to come with my grandchildren?" David knew the call from him was disturbing.

"God. Pardon me! L'm... I forgot to tell Zahira, and of course I'm not happy. There was something unexpected and made me unable to bring Zahira as well as the children to your house. Or put it this way, tomorrow night you come to my other house. We'll move tomorrow."

"Moved?" David looked at Radit who also looked curious about the phone conversation.

"Yes, I'll send the address later" Anggara said feeling indebted to the promise.

"All right." David ended his call.

"Yes, I guess that's why they didn't come." David put his phone back.

Radit raised the corner of his lips slightly, similar to one smile yet he was thinking. There was no way they would suddenly move house for no reason! Moreover, with a million wealth and a lot of bodyguards in their big house. There is no reason if it is just about comfort.

*

"Dad!" the screams of the two boys rang out loud as the dawn prayer hours ended.

"Hey Daddy's kids." Anggara dipped the cheeks of the two alternately, hugging and holding him on the left and right.

"Dad, I want to buy the latest comic book" said the boy who dimmed like Zahira.

"That comic is for the Darling Elementary School kid, you can't read yet" Anggara replied as she kissed her pure white cheeks.

"Dad doesn't know? we can read even counting!" replied the boy who had neat hair, a little upright and brown eyes.

"really? When did you learn to read?" Anggara stared at those cute faces in disbelief.

"Uncle Hiko taught us twice when I wanted to go to the toilet last year" he replied with shining eyes revealing incredible intelligence.

"One year ago?" ask Anggara again.

"Yes, when we walk around Dad's shopping mall to buy robots and clothes for us to go to school. We've even read a lot of Primary School children's textbooks, and we love them." replied Satria sure.

"O." Anggara just said that.

Letting both heroes feel great by knowing all things, chattering in the lap of the father to find a new activity and they will run and play.

"Satria! Sadeva! Where are you guys going?" Zahira shouted as she approached her two children but instead they had descended from Anggara's lap and ran towards the backyard.

"Look at Uncle Hiko!" answer them simultaneously.

"Let's just honey, sit down while we wait for our things to get Auntie ready, we're leaving in an hour."

"Mas!" call him sitting next to Anggara.

"Yes." Yeah." Anggara grabbed and hugged the beloved woman.

"What does Uncle Daniel really want?" zahira asked still curious.

"What else but treasure dear. Man will be willing to do anything if he is in love with money."

"Why don't you just give it to him if it makes him stop. I'm fine with being the wife of a conglomerate as long as we live a quiet and comfortable life." Zahira said full of hope.