Two Love Belongs to Zahira (Part My Wife!)

210. Lack of sleep medication

'Actually, Mama said, if I continue to fall like this, instead of me being able to reciprocate even my appearance that seemed to be clear, sad. I have to be able to, I have to be strong for the sake of the children as well as you Mas, my life will not be calm if you have not seen Merry receive a proper reply. Whatever I do to punish the woman who killed you. Because if I let it go, I'll be in fear forever. It's not impossible that one day he thinks of repeating his crimes to me, or to our children.'

The mirror before him reflected a faint aura that clearly came from the woman who was still shrouded in grief. Repeatedly inhaling, it felt the same tightness and weight.

The weekend is tired even though it has been a few days not working, really hurt in the body not much, but in the heart has been very long. Of course there is no disease in Zahira, only helpless weakness. Maybe out of the house, looking for a new atmosphere will be able to change a little fatigue that is endless, even the name of the pain will not be cured because the medicine is far in heaven there.

"Non! Someone was looking." Aunt's voice behind the door made her move from a useless daydream but felt good for herself.

"Who's Bi?" asked Zahira in a soft voice, her clasped hands seemed to be tidying up the simple hijab that had just been attached to her head.

"Mr Reza Non" said Aunt smiling.

"Oh." Zahira closed the room door and immediately looked into the living room.

"Hi." Reza stood up with an excited face as usual, she was delighted when Zahira came to the sofa not far away from her.

"Please sit down" said Zahira also sitting on the sofa next to the handsome man.

"Thank you. You're cured?" reza asked, focusing on the face she was talking to.

"Yes." replied Zahira softly.

"I deliberately came to see your situation, some days I was busy not having time to come here." Reza explained.

"I'm fine, basically I'm not sick. I don't know!" Zahira smiled a little.

"Maybe you're bored. Should you come with me?" Reza looked up at me with hope.

"No need, we're going to the beach today" Zahira replied subtly.

"Then I'm coming with you!" reza said sure, he smiled happily.

"But you'll get bored if you go with my kids. They'll trouble and annoy you." Zahira wasn't sure if she was going with Reza.

"If I'm bothered, I won't go with you." Reza convinced Zahira.

"Alright, then I'll get ready first. While you finish your coffee." Zahira heads to her room on the second floor, after Bibi brings Reza a drink.

"All right." Of course he'll wait.

A little dressed up covering her pale face, Zahira changed clothes with a better, long blue tosca dress that looked harmonious with pure white skin from her hands and feet. Long hijab made from light makes it more graceful.

The sound of the children was crowded in the living room, it seemed like they had met Reza and started with a million jokes. From the first it was like that, every time Two Anggara heroes come to the office, it will be very exciting when playing with Reza. The man liked both of them not only when Zahira was widowed. Not once did the man say anything silly to Anggara at the time. "I'll take your kids home!" he told Anggara after making the kids laugh tired.

"Hurry to get married, and make a lot of children! In order not to want my children." Anggara replied not to allow that time.

Ah, it turns out time passes very quickly. It is unexpected that Anggara is now gone and will be forgotten by the world after increasing days, passing and changing.

"Uncle cheated!" satria's voice echoed in the large room.

Those pitch-black eyes caught the shadow of a very beautiful person, coming down slowly and the long dress looked special when worn by her. Her adorable face surpasses that of a young girl presents a distinctive vibe in the heart of Reza Mahendra.

"Sorry to wait a long time" said Zahira forcing the eyes of a Reza blink, even many times like the entry of dust.

"No problem, it means we're ready to go!" Reza turned his gaze to the children who were seen actively throwing rubber balls at each other nearby.

"You sure? Look even they can't be silent!" Zahira asked Reza again.

"Did I just know them?" Reza smiled and shook his head, feeling Zahira's worries excessive.

"Just use this car." Zahira pointed to his car that is often used when walking with Anggara.

"All right! We're going for a walk today" Reza said, increasingly making the children cry out hooray.

They sat in the back guarded by Jia, Reza driving with Zahira next to him.

'Mas, am I wrong?' Just involving men in the weekend Zahira already feel betrayed.

"Where are we going?" tanya Satria stood up and hugged Reza from behind.

"To the beach dear, as your mother wishes." turned Zahira at a glance.

"We're going to play water!" Sadewa stood up but hugged Zahira.

"Yes." replied Zahira feeling the pain coming again. "Sit down Honey, don't disturb Uncle Reza is driving" he said subtly, imagining if it's Anggara, then Zahira need not prevent it.

"It's okay, your embrace doesn't make Uncle sleepy." Reza makes excuses.

"Is Uncle sleep deprived?" ask plain Satria. Her delicate face slightly sideways almost smeared Reza's cheeks, Satria's clear eyes wanting to see if Reza's eyes were red from lack of sleep.

"Ah, little." Reza turned his head, deliberately sticking his cheek at Satria.

"Mother also has trouble sleeping, so in the morning her eyes are red because they are still sleepy!" said innocently.

Reza turned his head to Zahira, hurriedly the woman threw her gaze out not wanting to stare at Reza. Of course not because just sleepy, but because always crying Anggara.

"Uncle will make your mother sleep well later." said Reza made Zahira look quickly.

"Did uncle have the cure?" satria asked not to stop, the boy did not know that his mother was very upset.

"Yes, uncle has the cure. And your mother won't wake up with flushed eyes again after taking the medicine from Uncle later." Reza continued to talk with his eyes focused on the streets. It sounded serious but was holding back laughter from seeing a glimpse of Zahira staring intently at him.

"Mom should drink it immediately." Sadewa responded while still hugging Zahira.

"That's not necessary, your uncle is joking." Zahira tried not to get angry.

"No, I'm not kidding. If your mother doesn't want to then Uncle will force." he said this time he couldn't help but laugh when Zahira's little hand hit his arm.