Two Love Belongs to Zahira (Part My Wife!)

197. Gets amuck

"If you love him, take care of yourself and your children. He only has you to keep his." comfort Reza again.

"Yes." Those words were all he could say along with tears. His cry sounded like when Anggara had just died, his heart was sliced with pain, his heart was in pain.

Reza stood up again with eyes not turned away from Zahira, he was really amazed by the love he had.

"Let me drive you to your room." Lili helps Zahira stand out from Ricky's room.

While Ricky grabs the phone, "Come to my room!" he clapped it on the phone.

Shortly afterwards, someone knocked on the door of the room.

"Lake in!" ricky's orders again.

Zahira's driver walked in with a definite step, the big, tall man greeting the angry looking Ricky.

"What do you mean let Zahira fight?" angry Ricky.

"I don't let him, sir, I'm always there to make sure the Madam is okay" he replied calmly.

"Excession! You should immediately bring Zahira in, not let him persecute someone!" ricky snapped again increasingly furious.

"Sorry Mr. Ricky. I'm tired of watching the Madam cry. Every day Aunt told me to throw away Madam Zahira's pillow, because it's wet every morning! Maybe after this, the task of throwing the pillow is no longer going to happen" he said calmly.

"But don't let him be crazy! Why don't you just do it, if you need to drag that woman away from here and punish her!" Ricky was getting upset talking to the driver.

"That won't lessen her crying!" the answer is not a little trembling. "I won't neglect to look after Madam, but also can't bear to see her anger always held back. Mr. Ricky knows, the Madam bears such responsibility and such a burden."

"Once again you let something like this happen! I'm gonna fire you." Ricky didn't take any excuses.

The driver nodded, he did not argue, nor did he look afraid.

"Go!" Ricky shook his hand.

"I'll help investigate Anggara's shooting" Reza said, sitting relaxed but looking thoughtful.

"Don't tell me because you like it!" Ricky looked at him full of sightseeing.

"Features are also my friends, he is the best business partner of all. I don't think helping a little is a hard thing for me" he said in earnest.

"Yes, if you have time to help. But don't expect too much, your rivals are heavy, younger and handsome. That's not necessarily what he wants either!" Ricky handed over the papers to sign together.

"Radit you mean?" ask Reza again.

"Who else?"

...***...

While in the car, Radit drives without speaking, he also does not notice the woman next to him is already very chaotic. His revealing clothes had become more and more open with the tear that Zahira had created. Until when Radit accidentally saw the front glass.

"What's wrong with you?" Radit saw Merry's face was red and there were scratches on his cheeks.The hair was tangled even though Merry had tried to tidy it up. Not to mention the torn clothes on the arms and chest.

"This is your crazy ex-wife" replied Merry annoyed, she also grimaced at the corner of her lips wound.

Radit frowned, staring in disbelief if Zahira did all that.

"You've seen the evidence but still can't believe he did all this!" Merry was really upset this time.

"Yes, I believe! I also got a tantrum." he replied as he continued to look at the streets.

"What did he say?" ask Merry worried.

"Then what?" Merry was curious.

"Nothing! What do you want to hear? Didn't he fight with you?" Radit slowed down the speed of his car. "Actually what makes Zahira go berserk like this? Is there anything I don't know?" radit's full of probes.

"No, there's nothing. Just still can't accept the past, when I was the cause of the accident and already took you away from him." replied Merry trying to convince.

Radit squinted his eyes, not believing what Merry said.

"That's all!" merry shouted annoyed.

Radit refocused on the streets, arriving at his electronics store. Radit leaned back, chaotic today only because he invited Merry.

So did Merry seem to daydream with what he was thinking, they were both reluctant to get out of the car.

"What are you thinking?" merry asked at the end.

"You!" radit replied, no longer thinking.

"What's wrong with me?" Merry looked at Radit.

"I'm confused as to what to do with my life, I'm tired of all this living life alone just waiting for someone who finally hates me."

Merry took a deep breath, upset and angry but could not show it.

"And you? What is your real purpose in life? Is it just going to be a useless person like this?" Radit shook his head with a sinister smile on his face.

"You think I'm trash?" merry asked with a smile of hate.

"Can't you start a new life away from hostility, hate and resentment?" Radit turned to Merry, looking at him long enough.

"I don't want to either. That's why I chose to live in a modest house on the outskirts of town."

Radit went back to daydreaming, he really could not do anything. One side wanted Zahira to believe, but one side he had to make Merry believe. I don't know when he'll find evidence about Anggara's shooting.

"Can we start everything from scratch?" merry asked after a while looking at Radit's handsome face.

"What should we start?" Radit smiled cynically.

"I want us to get married again." Merry doesn't want to talk anymore, he really wants to know what Radit's really for. Merry is still suspicious if Radit is just investigating him.

"Sorry, I'm still in a relationship with Ayesha." Radit refused to throw his eyes out.

The attitude that made Merry go wrong. "I still love you, Radit, I still want us to be together. To be honest, I've never forgotten you, even though you didn't love me back then, but I actually remember everything, it's always stored in my brain." Merry draws closer to seducing Radit.

"What do you remember?" radit's fishing rod approached Merry's face, further making the woman carried away.

"Everything is Radit, I never forget it." the voice of the woman was adoring.

"I've forgotten the taste, maybe because it's been too long?" Radit smiled cynically, turning his eyes away but Merry grabbed Radit's handsome face to face back.

"I missed that moment" Merry whispered.

Radit smilingly looked at Merry's face, which was getting closer and closer every second. "Then prove it to me that you're not playing around with other men. I don't want a woman who shares a bed! In fact I prefer Aisyah who has not been touched." Radit made Merry come back upset.

"I'll prove it!" answer Merry quickly.

"I'll keep an eye on your every activity, I'll come to your house often." Radit said seriously.

"I want to!" merry replied with excitement.