Two Love Belongs to Zahira (Part My Wife!)

222. Blame it Jia

"He's upstairs, with Reza." Ricky grabs the laptop from Radit's hands and takes it up to Zahira's room.

"You don't want to see your ex-wife?" ricky asked, stepping into the elevator followed by Radit.

"For what?" Radit stood next to Ricky.

"She was hurt because Zahira was raging, knowing you still had feelings and wanted to help her" Ricky smiled, despite only getting an annoyed look from Raditya.

"I'm worried about Zahira" Radit later said.

"I was confused how, the enslaved invitation was very excited and I could finally ask to go home. Fear of chaos by sharing the reason of course." explains Ricky is quite overwhelmed with chaos tonight.

"I can't leave this laptop either, CCTV needs to be controlled. And there's still one place that's moving." Radit again grabs his laptop from Ricky's hands after exiting the elevator. Radit chose one room to re-open the laptop to keep an eye on the rest of Anggara's men.

"They're still at Daniel's house" muttered Radit trying to contact them.

"Mr Ricko please come here, we found a lot of things here" reported someone who was taking Radit's call.

"He'll be here soon." Radit changed his call to Ricko.

"Om, come to Daniel's house now" Radit said quickly.

The sound of an argument outside made Radit stop his phone call. He moved on and made sure it wasn't Zahira.

"You shouldn't act so recklessly!" annoyed Ricky yells at Jia.

Jia snorted in annoyance, towards the Anggara room where Zahira was currently.

Radit followed the two men of different ages, it seems that there is a debate.

Anggara's large room, the beautiful woman was still sitting limp with her dress attached. His hands were propped up on the cold floor, bowed with sobs still heard a tug of breath.

For some reason Reza Mahendra did nothing this time, the man was just silently glued to enjoy the sound of heartbreaking crying.

Radit stepped slowly past Reza, raging uncertainty to see the woman who had been his wife now suffered greatly. Radit sat down to bend his knees, looking at that lowered face up close, his eyes puffy, his red lips slightly swollen.

"I'm sorry Zahira." said Radit slowly, the narrowed eyes began to dew. "All my fault." continued softly and wistfully.

Slowly the lowered head was raised, his puffy eyes staring at the man who was sitting parallel before him.

Her crying came back profusely, her eyes implying pain and wounds. Anger and hate to be tired. "Yes, all because of you, you're the cause. You made me look like Radit!" zahira cried with intermittent breathing.

"I was wrong Zahira, I was wrong. I'm the one who made you suffer." Finally the clear details in Raditya's eyes fell as well. "What do I have to do so that you don't suffer anymore?" tanya Radit grabbed Zahira's hand.

Zahira avoids Radit's hand, but Radit grabs him, trying to calm Zahira down. "Zahira I beg you not to be like this, if you want to punish me then do it." Radit was still trying to hold Zahira's hands.

"I hate you, I hate you, Radit!" his screams went berserk, beating Radit and pushing the gallant body away immediately.

But not how much energy is left, so Radit easily grabbed Zahira's weak body and hugged her. No matter how the little hand kept hitting and gripping Radit's chest, he still hugged him tightly.

"I don't want to!" her crying became more.

Radit further buried his head on Zahira's shoulder, guilt and sin enveloped his heart. "I'm sorry Zahira."

"I want my husband." His tears wet the shirt Raditya was wearing.

"I hate you." her voice grew quieter in Radit's arms, long letting her cry, rampage and hurt Radit, long time ago, until a while later Zahira's head rested on Radit's shoulder with the small hand released fall.

"Zahira!" Radit shook Zahira's shoulder, worried that she might faint again.

Jia approaches Zahira, immediately taking her to sit on the sofa with Radit. "Drink Madam, you're exhausted." Zahira grabbed the mineral water on the table, opened it and immediately gave it to Zahira.

The still sounding stuffing pulled his chest, a limp body with puffy and blurred eyes.

No one dared to speak, everyone was silent with their own thoughts. Including Radit was still sitting near Zahira.

"I'm being a crazy person" said Zahira slowly, interrupted by sobs that are still occasionally heard. He remembered how he had run amok.

"Which woman does not go mad if her husband is killed in plain sight. And the culprit's still alive is fine." Jia replied, with a sharp gaze but giving strength to Zahira.

"Come Jia!" Zahira rubbed her face.

"Anwar is being treated, it's an emergency." Ricky started talking. Slightly glanced at bodyguard Zahira who also glanced sharply not to blame.

"Leave it!" jia said she didn't care.

"If he dies you're under arrest!" Snap Ricky.

"I don't care!" jia replied very upset.

"You don't care, then what about the others? If you want to finish Anwar off, there's no need to do a search and fight desperately." Ricky again.

"I didn't finish him!" Jia continued to fight.

"If not you then who? Only you can make someone die suddenly!" Ricky raised his voice.

"I didn't do that, I just beat him to death and locked him in the toilet. Don't accuse me recklessly." Jia threw her body away, leaning against the sofa next to Zahira.

"Didn't I remind you not to act alone. And you've gone too far." Ricky sat on a separate chair while massaging his head.

"How special? Shouldn't they be wiped out long ago? In order not to worry. After all if Anwar dies our enemy lives one, it's also if his life is still normal." he sis at the end of the sentence.

The three handsome men immediately looked towards Zahira, they were imagining the current state of Merry. Moreover, Reza, even Merry's hand looked painful on the owner's lap, as well as the smooth calf of Anwar's child was bleeding wounds.

"If anyone's arrested just for tonight, it's me!" said Zahira loudly.

"No! If Anwar dies I'll be arrested. I also still have the right to defend myself." Jia said casually.

"You shouldn't let Zahira go on a rampage either!" Ricky again scolded Jia. "You and Teddy are the same! Looks like you guys deliberately made your employers fight." Ricky hit the table next to him.

"The opportunity didn't come twice, if it wasn't hit now then when? It was so good that their lives, they had made so many mistakes instead of sleeping well and having so much money." Jia grumbled with a cynical face.

"You too! How did Zahira get away with your surveillance? Aren't you busy wooing women?" Ricky also scolded Reza Mahendra.