Two Love Belongs to Zahira (Part My Wife!)

211. Beach and bait

After more than an hour's drive, it finally arrived at the suburban beach. The cool atmosphere of the wind blew a little hard so that Zahira's clothes half floated. A woman too beautiful to be called a mother for two sons who are already five years old. But that is the most valuable treasure for Zahira, Satria and Sadewa, the fruit of love with Anggara.

A beautiful beach, but a lonely heart will always be empty if you remember that your soulmate has been lost. Where is he? His eyes and mind are always looking. If you look at the sky, as if Anggara is in the sky, if you see a wide expanse of sand, as if Anggara is at the end there. Then if it is walking, as if Anggara is on an invisible road, and Anggara sees himself.

For a moment to let the wind blow on her, caressing the lonely body she always missed, her eyes closed.

"Want a warm drink?" reza's voice made those beautiful closed eyes open.

Zahira turned his head, but did not answer and even looked back at the stretch of sand that spread.

Reza stepped closer to Zahira to level with him. "Sorry, I was just joking" Reza said slightly smiling and not playing around like that.

"You talk all you want!" zahira said with an annoyed face.

"I'm talking seriously, I really want you to take your insomnia medication!" Reza looked at Zahira's face again.

"You really pissed me off!"

"I regret how? I brought the medicine and vitamins I asked Amelia to you. I'm not kidding or teasing you!" Reza again held back a laugh.

"You intentionally!" zahira cried more and more feeling bullied.

"What purpose, Hem? Or are you thinking of something?" Reza brought her face closer with a mischievous smile.

"I don't-I don't think of anything." Zahira is getting wrong with Reza's actions, somehow the man makes him unable to dwell.

"really? I can't believe it?" Reza still stared at him.

"Reza! Can you stop no?" Zahira was annoyed and begged, her pretty face looks cute.

"Ah, okay. I'll stop if you ask to stop. I'm not gonna force you."

"Can't you talk about anything else? Or we should go home." Zahira is getting sulky.

Reza pulled Zahira's hand so that it did not turn around, of course, got a sharp look because his hand was held.

"Let's eat, there are a lot of food and food vendors here are not in the city. You know, pregnant women will love the food they just saw." Reza doesn't care about Zahira's upset face.

His hands were pulled, Zahira walked forcefully. "Do you know where a pregnant woman likes the food she just saw?"

"I've been studying it lately" replied Reza, holding Zahira's hand.

"Or do you have a wife?" zahira asked looking suspiciously.

"Wife?" Reza seemed to think. "I'm thinking of having it." he continued.

"Who?" Zahira was unaware that he was being lured by Reza Mahendra.

"Someone." he answered not thinking much.

"I want to know?" unknowingly they were sitting in a tavern with his hands still in Reza's hands.

"If you want to know, eat first. Once full I'll tell you everything." Reza grabbed the food menu and read the menu in handwriting.

"Warm tea or warm milk?" ask Reza to Zahira.

"That's good, I'm warm milk too. Baked fish two servings." Reza ordered while looking at Jia and the children were still engrossed in playing. "That's it, it looks like the children are still exciting" he said handed the menu that has been selected.

Zahira turned her children, only according to this time, because she denied there was no point if Reza had spoken.

"Have you ever come here? ask Reza seriously.

"Once, once when I have a cravings." she answered honestly.

"What do you want to eat at that time?" Reza wants to know. He did not feel jealous, but rather was more and more amazed by Zahira's great love.

"War." he answered briefly, of course the memories of Five years ago are still imprinted, even more real when the person is gone.

"What now wants to eat shellfish again?" ask the man slowly.

Zahira shook her head, the beautiful face looked sad even though she had been hiding it with all her might.

"Then eat it." The food that had just come, was instantly cut and scooped by Reza, feeding Zahira.

"I can do it myself." Zahira grabbed the spoon from Reza's hand, stuffing the piece of fish into his mouth. A little amused by the way Reza was so nimble and considerate. Even if I don't know later? Falling in love is not that easy.

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Elsewhere, Merry is rearranging her clothes and belongings. The house that used to be a memory of him and Radit never made a mistake, precisely he himself who created a mistake. Now back he occupied after not finding peace in his new home. But it is clear that there is the most comfortable place.

"Where should this be put?" Radit took care of Merry's stuff.

"Just here." Merry's headed for the dresser. For a moment, the beautiful woman looked at Radit, wanting to hug the handsome man because she often remembered the events that had happened.

"It's better to take a break, I'm tired." Radit laid his body on Merry's bed.

Of course lure the woman to come closer. "I'm tired too" he said lying down.

Radit just smiled, letting the woman stick to his shoulder.

"Precious items like this should be stored in a priceless course." proposed Radit pointed to some jewelry Merry.

"Really! But I forgot the number code. I was even looking for something very important. Last time I put my mom's date of birth, but yesterday when I tried it couldn't" she seemed to think.

"Your birthday?" tanya Radit also reminded her how she knew her guess was right.

"No, I've tried" he said a little desperately.

"Shouldn't you make a hard code, or my date of birth?" Radit turned around looking seduced.

"You're so confident, do you think I always think of you, even when I'm so upset with you." Merry smiled in disbelief.

"Im sorry about what? Even I long disappeared to Malaysia, not close to anyone, only with Aisyah" he said slowly at the end of the sentence.

"Don't get in touch with him anymore! I don't like it." Merry pulled Radit's collar closer.

"No, I no longer come to his house" Radit assured Merry.

For a moment Radit thought, that maybe the safe that Merry meant was a place to store something important, like Daniel's missing weapon? That's not impossible. Just waiting for a chance to open it, and the code. Of course the code will be no stranger to Radit, the events surrounding life and the people that matter to Merry, Laura, Radit, Laura's passing, or the day of freedom, are all being thought out.