Two Love Belongs to Zahira (Part My Wife!)

228. There's no need for Reza

"I don't like it!" Zahira turned his head until their faces were very close, even the tip of Zahira's veil almost touched Reza Mahendra's nose.

"really?" reza asked again, his heavy voice warming the ears.

Not only did his voice and sudden smile disturb the longing soul, but the look of the loving-friendly eyes became a restlessness of its own at this time. Reza will not give up just because Zahira still loves Anggara alone, he even more aggressively shows his feelings that are increasingly difficult to control by himself.

"I want to buy milk." Zahira pushed Reza's shoulder away.

Instead of being offended, he smiled happily at Zahira's shoulder. Following Zahira to the milk rack, letting the beautiful woman choose, Reza Mahendra felt like she was already her husband. (He is fantasizing).

"Strawberry." muttered Zahira looking for Strawbery-flavored milk, her beautiful eyes tracing the rows of milk boxes.

Reza grabbed the top spot and gave it to Zahira, then took another flavor as well and filled the shopping cart.

"I don't like this one." Zahira takes the chocolate flavor and gives it to Reza.

"It's sweet chocolate, good at drinking at night." said Reza.

"Then just for you." Zahira pushed her basket.

Reza stared at the milk box in a daze as to where she might be drinking the pregnant milk. Reza put it back on the milk shelf and caught up with Zahira.

"Do you like ice cream?" Reza noticed there was an ice cream also in the corner of the front room. The man took two strawberry and chocolate flavors.

"No." replied Zahira but did not make Reza give up, still carrying the ice cream box in his hand.

For a moment to let Zahira around, Reza bought a lot of snacks and immediately put them in the car.

"What did you buy?" zahira asked to see Reza paying at the cashier.

"Snacks only." Reza grabbed Zahira's basket and asked the store clerk to pack it as well.

"How much?" Zahira took out her purse from her bag.

"Already, with that one." Reza again asked the cashier to swipe his card.

"That's not necessary." Zahira protested.

"Just a sweetie's food, a bag of diamonds I'll give it to you" he said seducing again.

"What a loss, you'll be poor if you give it to me." Zahira laughed slightly in response to Reza's joke.

"I won't be poor just because of a bag of diamonds, but I'll lose a lot if you stay away from me." Smiling with Zahira's grocery bag in her hand.

"Here let me." Zahira grabbed the plastic grocery bag.

"Pregnant mothers should not carry heavy, your work is just relaxing, sleeping, eating, should not be a lot of thoughts." explained Reza looks very understanding.

"You know what, I suspect you've been married." Zahira looked at the face of the man beside her.

Reza laughed broadly at Zahira's guess, even sounding funny as the beautiful woman said it. "I learned a lot from Amelia, lately she often talks about pregnant women" he explained again.

Zahira laughed a little, it was true that Doctor Amelia was very kind. He is Anggara's friend as well, or maybe they are friends because Reza is completely.

"Where are you going to have lunch?" Reza opened the door for Zahira.

"I forgot, I should've been the one to take you out to eat." Zahira came in first.

"I'll just eat ice cream." Reza opened the ice cream box while waiting for Jia to still be inside.

"You're like Sadewa, you like chocolate. Like Mas Anggara." he looked down.

Reza glanced at him, scooped up the ice cream and thrust it at Zahira's tiny lips.

"No way." Zahira.

"Little bit. Because chocolate is soothing, warm and delicious." Reza did not give up, still with the small spoon in front of Zahira's face.

"Emm." Zahira closed her eyes as the ice cream touched her tongue.

"Nake?" Reza is waiting for an answer, of course he wants to know what the beautiful woman thinks.

"Sweet." she leaned back, and wiped her lips with her hands.

"Of course it's sweet, it's sugar." Reza stumped Zahira's leftover spoon.

"That's my ex." Zahira pointed to the spoon inside Reza's mouth.

"Sweet" he said, staring at Zahira, smiling as he enjoyed the rest of the ice cream on his tongue.

Zahira laughed, shaking her head this time. There are things Reza does to make him laugh, even silly things that are sometimes deliberately done by force in the end make Zahira participate in his jokes.

"Indeed sweet, like you." she still smiled broadly showing off her white teeth lined up neatly.

Shortly after, Jia had come to bring the fruit that was deliberately bought by himself.

"You sit down with Zahira, let me drive." Reza went out round to the front door, while Jia entered sitting beside Zahira.

Do not take a headache, but a little wonder why the seductress man chose to drive.

"I want to look at your face from here." Reza pointed at the windshield, as if he knew what Zahira was thinking, his smile and glances never changed, a moment later he would look back at the face of ayu behind him, by occasionally meeting the view and make the corner of Reza's lips interested happy.

Forty minutes on the way, they had already arrived at the Anggara residence. As usual Jia went down first then Zahira who of course opened the door by Reza Mahendra.

"Darling! Mama's looking for you." Ayu immediately approached Zahira. He looked worried especially Zahira left long enough.

"I went to Mama's funeral, and went straight to the police station afterwards" Zahira replied gently, hugging and kissing Ayu.

"Mama's worried, you're not healed yet" Ayu said again.

"You sick?" ask Reza not to understand.

"Ah, a bruise on the leg." Ayu explained then grabbed Zahira's shoulder.

"Sorry, I don't know if you're hurt. I wish I knew I wouldn't let you go to the police today." Reza looked at Zahira's face full of regret.

"Just a little" replied Zahira again.

From inside the mansion, Radit looked out with a cold face. The tip of his eyes glanced at Zahira then Reza, not talking but his attitude clearly showed that he was not like.

"Then I go home first." Reza knows things aren't going well. A thick bickering aura wafted in his sharp nose, moreover Radit's narrowed eyes were seen igniting the flames of jealousy.

"Thank you very much." Zahira's gentle greeting made the man smile.

"No need." she answered, smiling widely. "Let's Madam." Reza turned reluctant to turn his head, because staring at the beautiful face of the owner of the house will make him lazy to go home.

"Let's go!" Ayu invites Zahira in.

But Radit was still standing outside without speaking, his heart being painfully beaten - a fact that Zahira preferred Reza over him. There shouldn't be any need for Reza, because Radit's been there since last night.

"Do I have to give up again?" sadder.

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