Two Love Belongs to Zahira (Part My Wife!)

24. It might be tempting

"Radrite." His answer did not shake the girl's hand, Merry looked disappointed pulling her hand slowly.

Until the hour of school, Radit walked to the parking lot in a hurry to open the car to immediately slide towards Zahira's office.

"Radrite."

A call stopped his steps, he turned his head. "What's wrong?" Without smiling that face still looks very handsome.

"You're going home alone?" Merry asked with a smile and barely blinking eyes.

"Yes." Yeah." Radit just glanced at him a little bit back to open his car door.

"Where do you live?" Merry still seemed very curious.

"I'm first." Radit didn't answer Merry's question, entered and passed with his favorite car.

"It's so hard to get her to talk, how can you get close to her?" Merry spoke to himself, staring at the luxury car that had passed, far away unseen.

While in Zahira's office, the girl was sitting looking at the laptop that was still on. His face looked serious, then his head was slightly tilted and looked to be thinking.

"If your work only looks at you, you'll get nothing!" Anggara who had seen Zahira's behavior was very anxious.

"I'm counting the money, I've broken it into pieces, and I'm calculating the RAB (Fees Budget Plan). But after I calculated the details, the difference was a hundred thousand, and I did not find where the difference was. I'm confused!" Zahira covered her face with a palm.

"Just a hundred thousand, you're dizzy. What if you get a billion-dollar project, you're gonna be crazy counting it." Anggara smiled cynically at the girl.

"You should've helped me, laughed." Zahira grumbling.

"If I keep helping you when you're going to be independent. After all you have to learn to independently solve your own problems." Anggara did not care, the man did not even glance at him. "So women can not only shop, looking for money also needs to be learned." Say Anggara again.

"Looks like independent, hardworking women a lot." Zahira momentarily noticed the man was still very handsome, his dashing body wrapped in luxurious clothes looked so perfect. His hands were so neat with long fingers looking seductive. Ah, do not let yourself be considered a sin.

"Are you judging me, or admiring me?" Anggara stared intently at Zahira.

"It's very self-confidence." Zahira returned to serious work, lazy to argue many times with men who sometimes called old virgins. But then the man moved on, passing by without speaking. "Where are you going?" Zahira asked in slight surprise.

"To my office." The answer was grabbing the door handle.

"Typically waiting for me to come home first and then he came home?" Is Zahira talking to Anggara? The man didn't understand at all.

"I'm sick of seeing you guys showing off your affection." Answer passed.

Zahira didn't care, the man had already left her to work alone. Anggara only came for a while and then he went back to his office. Although in the heart of Zahira is very curious what kind of office Anggara because his life looks very luxurious.

"Assalamualaikum Zahira darling." Radit was still standing at the door.

"Wa"alaikum greetings." Zahira smiled widely to narrow her eyes, so happy to get greetings from her beloved husband.

"I miss you so much." Radit walked in and hugged her tightly.

"I don't think you'll miss me after you go to school and meet pretty girls there" Zahira looked up at Radit's handsome face.

"Am I like that in Malaysia, baby?" Radit gave a warm kiss on Zahira's face.

"No, but you know there are a lot of girls who are crazy about you. Considering you're so handsome." Zahira.

Zahira immediately moved with a happy smile, hugging the body that was still wrapped in school uniforms with a jacket always faithfully covering the logo on his chest.

"Hey, where'd you take your favorite son?" David suddenly appeared from behind as the two walked towards the parking lot.

"Go home to papa." Radit replied by turning to face David, the father and son looked just as handsome, only their skin and face were different, Radit-like Ayu who is white and smooth face a little tapered with straight black hair is so seductive look with a slightly thick red lips underneath. While David was sweet black and had a lot of fur on his face, little Zahira liked that.

"Well, you don't belong to me anymore." Canda David saw Zahira could not be separated from the arms of his son.

"I'm the one who's the son-in-law." Radit quipped his father, who was laughing.

"Go home." David patted his son's shoulder, and walked first to his car.

"Let's go, we'll spend some time together." Radit teases Zahira, her beautiful face blushing happily.

"I'd love to eat grilled chicken at a restaurant near the roundabout there, which is not far from Grandma's house." Zahira pointed at the direction of the road.

"Well, we'll buy it." Radit smiled seeing it.

"You coming?" Stop in the front yard of Zahira's favorite grilled chicken restaurant.

"You alone, I'm waiting in the car." Zahira rested her head on the soft chair.

"Wait a minute." Radit rubbed Zahira's head and then went down to buy the food he asked for.

Shortly after, Radit returns with a woman tailing behind him, Merry Radit's classmate.

"Do you like the food here?" The girl asked so wrongly.

"Not me but_"

"Radrite." Zahira came down and called out to him.

"Darling, this is the food you want." Radit embraces Zahira and forgets the person who is asking him.

The girl gawked at him, it turns out Radit already has a lover, very beautiful, and very friendly. It broke his heart into pieces. It is fitting that Radit did not glance at him, his lover was so graceful and classy, plus Radit's attitude was so warm, of course they were very close. Merry is preoccupied with her broken mind and heart, before Radit finally passes by so graciously opening the car door and making sure Zahira enters safely. It makes him really jealous.

"Radit, who was that?" Zahira asked by looking at the driving face.

"My classmates, dear." Radit smiles.

"Oh." Zahira silently looked down.

"What's wrong, is my wife jealous?" Radit glanced at him.

"He likes you Radit." Zahira looked at him.

Radit took a breath and pulled his car away for a moment, turning to look at Zahira. "I just love you Zahira, even for a second I find it hard to forget everything we've been through all night." It was right in front of Zahira's face.

"I'm just scared." Zahira whispered half a whisper.

"Not to be afraid, dear." Radit rubbed his tiny red lips that were pursing it.

"Of course I'm afraid, I'm not the perfect girl Radit, moreover your friend's girl does not close the aura, as if challenging to touch. You're a normal guy who might be tempted." Zahira.