Two Love Belongs to Zahira (Part My Wife!)

169. Sly negotiations

Cup

With a slight bite Anggara released his kiss on Zahira's red lips, his brown eyes sparkling happily in love.

"Didn't get tired of doing it all the time, even you've been going crazy since Sadewa and Satria lived in Mama's house." asked Zahira to hug Anggara's body.

"You're beautiful, there's no boredom to see you, there I'm tired of enjoying the beauty of making love to you."

Zahira laughed at her husband's sweet greeting, happy and comfortable, so the days passed beautifully.

Anggara's phone rang, notification messages sounded fishing to reach his phone.

"Who?" Zahira wants to know.

"Jia, she went to your Papa's house to see Sadewa and Satria." put her phone back down.

"When he comes home he often dresses up covered if he goes out? Even dress up." Zahira seemed to think.

"Let it go, maybe she's into her new style." Anggara hugged Zahira again.

"No, when he came home he threw away his clothes. When viewed from the way he looks like he's undercover." Zahira looks worried.

"That's how it is, yesterday he could hardly go home. Some people get in the way and hunt him down when he's coming home, even in Japan he has a rival. And here he felt that someone wanted to look for him too." Anggara explained.

"What does this have to do with Daniel?" ask Zahira to worry.

"It could be, because Jia studied at a famous martial arts college, and her persistence made her owner like and trust Jia. And I think Uncle Daniel knows it all, and feels Jia is a threat."

"Jia's in danger?"

"No, it was Uncle Daniel who was being threatened. Remember not to get close to my Uncle if you happen to meet him, in addition to the basket he also has a dangerous weapon, but can only be used at close range. Unlike Jia, Jia managed to master the same weapon better, could use it from a considerable distance" said Anggara relieved.

"I wonder what kind of weapons they use, what's a gun like?" her beautiful eyes were round and beautiful, the question made Anggara anxious.

"Okay, but I don't think so. They relied on natural power, because it was an ancient martial art in the samurai era."

"It seems exciting to learn martial arts, to be able to defeat criminals, beat them to pieces." the beautiful face was fantasizing.

"You'll still lose if you face me." Tempt Anggara by peeling the tip of the nose pointed.

"If I could martial-arts"

"When you can defend yourself, you forget everything if you're under me." Anggara is getting more and more.

"I can turn things around, you'll lose!" The thrill is not to lose.

"Alright, I'll let you turn things around, now you're the one in charge. I'll make sure it won't be long."

"Mass...!" Zahira screamed spoiled, unable to answer anymore, happy laughter always adorned the times that felt quickly passing.

"Hide, honey, we're going for a walk. I just bought a motorcycle, we're going around town this afternoon."

"Why ride a motorcycle?" as usual the question that comes out of that tiny mouth will not be just once.

"I want to enjoy the free air. With my beautiful wife, walking around in a friendly embrace, I was imagining that."

"All right, we're going to date today."

"That's so fun."

*

"I hope you are patient" said the man in his Fifties.

"I can't stand being here anymore, I want to go out and enjoy the free air out there. I want to sleep in a soft and warm bed, I'm tired of donating my blood to ungrateful mosquitoes, even they can only ring disturbing" he said.

"I could have released you soon, but I'm asking you for something in return."

"What?" quickly answer.

"Give me a child!"

"Why should a child? Didn't you already have many women, there are even hundreds you've slept with." said Merry boldly.

"I've had children of several women, but all of them were women. I want to try with you, how to know how to produce men." she replied lightly.

"Married me, I'll give you as much as you want." Merry tried to negotiate.

"I'm lazy tied to marriage. If you want then you're free, if you're not here." That guy's not easy to persuade.

"You think conceiving a child is easy? It was really heavy and long!" Merry stared dislikefully.

"I've seen you pregnant back then, I love it." the man whispered, his perverted face made Merry shudder in horror.

"No way." Merry is increasingly selling expensive, even though he wants to be free soon.

"All right, I'll marry you. But if your daughter I'll throw you out after giving birth." the man showed a cruel grin.

"I want to beat them immediately." Merry replied with a look no less cruel.

"Agreed."

Of course Daniel was just having fun, not doing what Merry wanted. The son of his business partner was quite cunning and ingenious, but a man like Daniel was certainly more cunning and would not be swayed by a woman like him. After all, cruel men like Daniel know no pity let alone love.

In the afternoon at David's house, since Satria and Sadewa lived in the house, Jia also often came to meet and play at David's house. The skinny woman now looks different, more often wearing a long dress and mask, even sometimes a veil and veil if it is out.

"Auntie, I don't like to play flute." Satria is protesting because lately Jia gave him a toy of antiquity.

"It'll be interesting if you can play it." Jia is still seducing.

"But this is not cool." The protesting Satria with a cute face was adorable.

"Let me just Auntie." Sadewa grabbed the flute in Jia's hand and started playing it. "Why is his voice not rhythmic?" sadewa asked after blowing it.

"It must be closed slowly and put on a feeling, otherwise you will hear a flat voice" Jia said confirming the position of the self-made hand.

"I can do it easily" said Satria did not want to lose to Sadewa.

"But you're lazy. Isn't it to be great we can't be lazy?" Sadeva

advising his twin brother.

"Yes!" Jia provoked him.

"Here!" Satria grabbed it and blew it, it was unexpected that she could actually blow it. Even that handsome face looked relaxed as it blew and played its little fingers.

Jia stared in awe, wide-open eyes that behind this he always carved with eyeliner.

"Am I great?" satria asked with her chest puffed up.

"You're great!" Jia hugged the little boy in an anxious manner. "Now you're playing with this!" Jia gave an object smaller than a flute.