Two Love Belongs to Zahira (Part My Wife!)

19. Curious

"Tonight, and the next night we'll always be together" Radit hugged her.

Zahira tried to close her eyes while enjoying the warm roar of breath that hit her father's face. The warm breath was so soothing, hoping for a good sleep and a good dream.

Radit looked at the sleeping face, so beautiful that it was unable to close its eyes. The lips were interested in a perfect curve to look at the girl who was asleep, until finally she fell asleep together until the morning.

"Good morning dear Zahira" she said as the beautiful face gnashed beautifully starting to open her eyes.

"Radit, are you awake?" the girl was surprised to see that handsome face was looking at her.

"Of course, I couldn't sleep well thinking there was such a beautiful girl next to me" she said with a sweet smile.

Zahira returned her smile, the little hand tucked at her waist hugging her husband's warm body. So did Radit immediately grab that small and adorable body, hugging it tightly with gratitude and affection that was so overflowing beyond measure.

"I love you Zahira." Radit whispered warmly.

"I love you so much that I want to be your wife" she replied softly.

"You are my wife" she replied, hugging tightly.

"Radit, it's Friday isn't it? It means tomorrow's weekend." Zahira seemed to think.

"Oh yeah, what's up, baby?" Radit spoke with a close face.

"Last night we go out, papa and mama will not ban it again because we are married" he said with a happy twinkle.

"Of course, honey, we'll be free to do anything both. There are no more restrictions and restrictions when you are with you. I'm free to be close to you, to look at you and touch you." Radit brought his face closer to repeat a friendly kiss on Zahira's cheek.

"I'm yours." she replied half-whispering in Radit's ear, making the man tickle his soul.

"Don't tease me right now, dear Zahira, I'm afraid you can't keep up with me" Radit said.

"really? Ah, I don't believe." The girl deliberately teased him.

"Can't believe? Just wait when everyone's home and there's no bullies, you'll never be able to stick around." Radit asked her to joke, tickled her stomach and made her laugh.

"Don't Radit, it's torturing me." Zahira laughs by trying to avoid Radit's hand attack that continues to tickle him.

Until he felt enough, the man hugged and kissed the lips again like last night, for some reason it was so sweet, like a flower that was about to bloom, the honey taste so sweet and delicious, and most importantly, always try.

The eyes kept staring at each other, enjoying each other's beauty and admiration with a warm touch that kept flooding the soul that was so asking. "You're so beautiful, dear Zahira." The man always seduced. This time the sturdy hand began to be bold, slightly slipping her finger inside the hemisphere of the nightgown. Leaving a naughty impression that increasingly challenged the owner, but again Radit closed the button again before devouring the contents.

"Why?" the girl said sounding raucous, her face looked disappointed.

"Dear, baby, if I start I don't want to be disturbed" he replied back to kiss the lips at a glance and move to the bathroom.

Zahira looked at her husband with a look of wonder, but then she closed her eyes for a moment and took a bath, the voice of Adhan had called.

The end of the two rakaat prayers with the handsome priest certainly made Zahira's heart so happy, the small hand outstretchedly welcomed and kissed her husband's firm hand, warm hands that will accompany and protect in the rest of this life.

"Yes." Yeah." Zahira was so obedient and seemed to love Radit very much, making the man even happier.

"Come on." Radit hugged her and embraced her walking towards the bottom floor.

As expected on the lower floor it appears that some people have started packing some items to be returned to their original position. Rey and Alisa have also been seen coming out of her room even though they are still in the house.

"Darling, we had to go back to London this morning. Since your grandmother is old and needs your mother's supervision, Ayra must be troubled at living alone and she'll have to take a test anyway." Alisa seems to have packed up, then approached Zahira and hugged her.

"Dear, I have to work too. I'm sorry we couldn't stay longer." Rey took her niece.

"Well, next time I'll visit you guys so I can spend more time." Zahira can only resign because they have to work and be busy.

"Of course, honey, we'll be waiting for you to come, be a good wife like your mother. Love him wholeheartedly, he'll give his all after that." Alisa told her beautiful niece.

"Yes Mama." she replied gently, and hugged Alisa tightly.

"Take your wife well." Rey hugged her quiet daughter-in-law.

"I will always take care of him, uncle need not worry." replied Raditya so sure.

Rey stares at the two alternately, then passes by among Ayu's drivers who are accidentally left at Zahira's house.

"They're home." Zahira looks sad staring at the departure of Rey and Alisa.

"That means we'll stay together." Radit teased his wife, his wide hands curled around Zahira's slim waist.

"Two or not the same." Zahira did not want to be exposed to the temptations of her husband who always made her curious.

"Of course it's different, if the two will concentrate more." Radit whispered mischievously in the girl's ear.

"Come." she replied with an annoyed face unwilling to care. Radit smiled anxiously at the look on the face, he knew the girl was upset and curious about her half-and-half actions.

"Please baby, I'll make you unable to walk." Radit whispered again and left the girl to go to the front yard, where many people were packing decorations that had been released that morning.

"Will he or she be intentional or unwilling?" Zahira pursed her lips, walking towards the dining room.

"Breakfast?" Mbok Tuti prepares milk and bread, as well as other foods.

Zahira grabbed the milk and immediately gulped it down, followed by a few slices of bread. Making the old woman smile happily, the girl's behavior is a blend of Aldo and Reva that is so memorized mbok Tuti. Reva who always spent his drink without rest, Aldo who always ate with focus without talking did not even answer the offer mbok Tuti first.

"Why not bring me baby?" Radit sat down beside him. Zahira did not answer or turn her head making the man frown with an anxious look.

"The first night of fighting Non?" mbok Tuti said while preparing milk for Radit.

"Not yet Mbok, still getting ready." Radit replied unconcernedly, his wife's face was reddened and embarrassed.