Two Love Belongs to Zahira (Part My Wife!)

223. I quit this time

"I was chatting with our business partner. I think Zahira was always next to me, it was even the businessman's son who was next to me." annoyed Reza felt tricked Zahira.

Radit did not want to participate in the debate and anger Ricky, his eyes were busy looking at Zahira's face. Thinking of many things after this, could it be that the beautiful woman before him was willing to forgive?

"Asking all those involved to go avoid this city, I don't want them to get into trouble." Zahira's orders still think of something.

"You're the one we're worried about Zahira." replied Ricky subtly.

"I'll do anything as long as my husband's death is avenged" she said slowly, her tears falling back. "Like Mas Anggara willing to do anything for me, even his life he gave away for free, and you witness." Zahira looked at Ricky.

Ricky forced his own spit. Where maybe he forgot Anggara's struggle to get Zahira. Everything he did, everything even things that were considered impossible. "Yes" replied Ricky briefly, or perhaps speechless.

"I'm willing to do anything." The crying was so painful. Covering his face with both palms. "If Uncle Daniel comes with money, and can free Merry from half his sentence, then use our power and money as well. We have both Om, now is the time to show that if we also have power, money is not a problem. Make sure all our people are safe and free." Zahira looked at Ricky seriously, his clear eyes no longer only reflected sadness, but full responsibility like the figure of Anggara.

"Yes, I'll do what you want." Ricky no longer argues. Make a relief for Jia and Reza. "Go home, I'll wait for the others, they'll gather here after they're done with their duties."

"Yes." Yeah." Zahira was still in his position, seemingly lazy to move on.

"We're going home, madam." Jia asked her gently. His hand was stretched out with the back of his hand bruised from hitting too much.

"I'll drive you." Radit went out first to pick up the laptop and car keys in the other room.

"Don't think of anything, there are many people who are ready to be a shield to guard and protect you." Reza tried to cheer him up.

Zahira nodded, "Thank you" he said passing from the room.

"I'll take you, you go with me and come home with me." Reza said showing full responsibility, and maturity that might make Zahira comfortable, the man followed Zahira.

Being in an elevator makes Zahira can not be far from Reza Mahendra, standing in front of the man with many thoughts. In contrast to Reza, he enjoyed the smell of vanilla and the roses warmed his soul.

However, he is a normal man and is very eager to get married, wants to have it immediately even though he does not know for sure. A Reza would try anything.

The elevator opened, another handsome face was already waiting impatiently to go home with Zahira.

"He went with me, came home with me. I hope you understand." Reza told Radit.

"Look, besides just being a matter of feeling we also have a difficult relationship to explain, she is also my sister. I hope you give up this time." - Radit said with a serious face, unlike usual he could still hold back.

"But I picked him up!" Reza does not want to be away from Zahira, moreover the hope of living together has just become a delusion.

"I'm more responsible to Zahira than you are. I reiterate once again that I'll take her home." Radit replied with a defiant look.

Reza began to get upset, throwing away his gaze and dislikeful face. "Don't make excuses." Reza opened his car asking Zahira to come in.

Radit shut Reza's car back down and shook Reza Mahendra's hand. "I'm not kidding." he growled.

"We'll go home in our own car." Jia replied, he did not want the two handsome men to fight.

"I'll be in your car." Radit opens Zahira's car and tells her to come in.

"I went home alone." said Zahira slowly.

"Talking the truth, you have no right to rule it." Reza approached Radit in disbelief.

"You have no right whatsoever. Even keeping it for a while you can't." Radit immediately turned around to get into Zahira's car.

"Damn!" Reza clenched his hands and punched the empty air. Just now Reza thought that there was a chance to get close to Zahira after this night had almost passed. Even Radit blocked it, even closing the gap to get closer.

"Mrs!" Jia looked at Zahira's face that was leaning shut her eyes.

"Let it go, I'm tired." Zahira declined to comment about the two men who were scrambling to send her.

Radit who had just entered turned to Zahira, his handsome face looked worried. "You hurt?" tanya Radit still looks over Zahira.

Shuffling a little, Zahira seemed to want a break.

"I'm sure someone's sick, after you check on him." Radit asked Jia.

"I know." replied Jia again staring at Zahira's face which was now closing her eyes. Jia is closer so that Zahira has a place to lean.

"Anwar's dead!" Radit looked at his cell phone, it seemed like he had just received information.

Jia did not reply, only her eyes glanced at Radit, then threw her eyes out there.

"The evidence has not been found" Radit said again asking for Jia's opinion.

"He hid it too neatly. It seems like only he knows the place." Jia replied in the end.

"I can't pretend to be her boyfriend anymore." Radit leaned back, his eyes staring at the road ahead.

"Look at the next situation." Jia really has no idea, maybe tired too.

Not long on the way, until he arrived at the big Anggara house, Jia opened his eyes to look at Zahira.

"Not to wake up. I'll bring him in." Radit came out first.

"He won't, I'm sure he'll be angry." Jia doesn't want Zahira to be angry anymore.

"I'm in charge." Radit opened the door and grabbed Zahira's body, holding her in a very fitting gesture, just like they used to when they were living together.

Her face was beautiful when she fell asleep like that, making Radit smile a little. Her cold heart warmed up when she was close to Zahira. Yes, only Zahira can warm her heart.

"Roman!"

It turns out that Ayu is at Zahira's house, deliberately coming to look after her two children. I don't want anything to happen to them. But very surprised by the arrival of Radit and carrying Zahira.

"He's sleeping!" Radit headed for the room on the ground floor that Jia had opened the door to.

Ayu simply enjoyed the long-lost sight, hoping it was not just a coincidence, but the beginning of happiness.

Soon Radit was out, sitting on the living room couch. "Anwar is dead Mama" he told Ayu.