Two Love Belongs to Zahira (Part My Wife!)

219. Many rivals

"Is it ready?" ricky asked the cell phone stuck to his ear.

"We're already in place, the others are already in their respective places" fellow assistant Ricky replied.

"Zahira's also at the hotel." Ricky explained.

"We're still watching, it looks like their house isn't empty" his colleague reported.

"I know, give this info to Ricko as well." Ricky ordered.

"Good!"

Ricky disconnects his call, as Zahira walks in the distance with Jia, his smile expands and receives greetings and handshakes from the guests.

"Welcome, thank you for the presence." so sweet voice Zahira greeted them.

Guests who come are also not only in pairs but there are those who deliberately come alone, someone who is still alone or who has been widowed.

"Good night Miss Zahira!" a man who was already in his sixties might, greet him kindly once.

"Good night, thank you for your presence." Zahira answered kindly.

"I don't think Mr. Anggara's beloved wife should now stand without him. May Miss always be given health and always be happy" said the man again very friendly.

"Thank you very much, may on the contrary, you also be given health and happiness by Allah SWT." replied Zahira slightly bowed respectfully.

"This is my son, he will replace me later, so for the next meeting he will represent our company." the man asked his son to be closer and shook hands with Zahira.

"Welcome to join" Zahira said gently as she shook hands.

"Thank you Miss, my name is Dimas." gazes in awe as their eyes met.

"Hi!" Reza did not want to miss, the handsome man greeted the businessman's son.

"Good night Mr. Reza Mahendra." the old man greeted, asking his son also to get acquainted.

"Good night!" sahut Reza stared intently at Dimas while shaking hands in turn.

"Please sit down and enjoy the meal." Zahira gave both. While Reza seemed to dislike the son of his business partner.

"Your rivals are many." whispered Jia coldly, deliberately upsetting Reza, a small smile rising on her thin lips.

"I'll get rid of them one by one." Reza replied not to lose.

Jia smiled sinisterly, as she breezed away, her relaxed demeanor and sharp gaze became an attraction on her own, seeing left and right watching the surroundings but not yet getting targeted.

"Don't fuck around!" Reza reminded.

While Zahira headed for the front desk of his, Reza followed despite not daring to hold the beautiful woman but still it seemed that they were quite close.

"Are they coming?" zahira asked worriedly, her beautiful eyes slightly glancing across the room.

It must have come, Radit was outside waiting for Merry Sandra's arrival." replied Reza enjoying the beautiful eyes that still seemed to be looking for something.

Zahira fused her hand, the flickering fingers hiding in her own palm, a beautiful face that tried to calm down but still looked nervous to a Reza.

"Look at me!" Reza asks Zahira to look at him.

"Must be able to control emotions." Reza messages with a gentle smile. "Remember we need evidence, not just retribution. Once the evidence is in our hands, you can punish him as you like." Reza said again, his gaze was truly reconciled.

"Yes." Yeah." Zahira took a breath and smiled slightly.

"You're beautiful" Reza said with unblinking eyes.

"Mas Anggara heard it." replied Zahira laughing, replying to Reza's never-ending temptation.

"really?" Reza turned his head to the upper left as well as to the upper right. "Sorry, I'm in love with your wife" she said, looking back at Zahira's face.

Zahira shook her head slowly, not wanting to respond to the jokes that sometimes made her misbehave. Letting Reza speak as he pleased.

"Mrs! they've come." Jia sat down beside Zahira.

"Then stay here." Reza pointed at the table they were occupying.

Outside Anggara Utama Hotel, Radit is still sitting in the car while activating Zahira's father's white laptop, he deliberately brought to always keep an eye on the state of the Merry house where Anggara's men were in third place, the new Merry house, Anwar House they were occupying, and Daniel's House.

"Anwar's house is under guard!" said Radit informing his colleague across the street. A nod was seen from the people on Radit's laptop screen.

"Daniel's house also had some people, but they weren't on standby. Prioritize Anwar's house, and open the safe in his room, I'll send the code." said Radit again.

A moment later Radit saw a black car just coming. As Merry came out with Anwar, his eyes saw the situation here looking for someone. Radit smiled faintly, closed his laptop and got out of the car.

"Have you come?" Radit approached Anwar and Merry.

"Roman!" Merry immediately ran up to Radit who was still standing next to his car.

Radit smiled sweetly, slightly glancing at Anwar who was staring cynically at him. Letting the old man hate him, because it is true Radit wants them both in the law.

"Let's go in with Papa." Anwar does not believe nor does he like the presence of Radit.

"I want to be with Radit." Merry continues to wrestle spoiled on Raditya's shoulder, he does not care anything is the most important to be with Radit.

"We have to go in, or if we don't just go home!" annoyed Anwar.

"No Papa, I'll go in but with Radit, because the ghost won't come if Radit's with me." Merry tightened her arms around Raditya's shoulder.

"There's no Merry ghost, Papa brought you here to prove it doesn't exist!" anwar grabbed his daughter's hand.

"Come in, I'm right behind you." Radit gave me understanding. A little relented so that Anwar did not get more upset, lest he go home and their plan was not finished.

At Anwar's house, Ricko was already inside the house with some of his men. Some of Anwar's men seemed to be standing tall ready to fight.

"You'd better sit sweet, than broken in vain" Ricky said in his arrogant style.

"We're not cowards!" reply Anwar's men with a face no less arrogant.

"You are not cowards, but your boss is a coward. So free you guys to be heroes for cowards like Anwar, better give up and sit back, let us search this house. After all, CCTV is dead, so you're safe, you won't get caught!" persuade Ricko with his characteristic ridiculous manner.

"We couldn't believe it." a bodyguard replied, directly hitting but missed.

"All right! If you're asking then we'll dance together." Ricko responded to the big tall man's punch with a single fist hovering and hitting his face.

Fights in Anwar's house can not be avoided anymore, the living room table has broken apart, also some miniatures have been destroyed.