Two Love Belongs to Zahira (Part My Wife!)

247. Need to talk

"What's wrong?" asked Reza Mahendra that afternoon, he felt something was wrong to get a call from Radit.

"Just need to talk." Radit didn't explain anything.

"We meet outside, I'll send you the location."

A moment later Reza ended the phone call, moving from her desk to a cafe where she would meet Radit.

Along the way he thought about what Radit would talk to him about, let alone his last meeting with Radit even a debate that upset him. Until not long after he had arrived at the cafe, and it turns out Radit was already there. The young man leaned back in his car, deliberately waiting for Reza to arrive first.

"Have it been a long time?" tanya Reza stepped inside the cafe.

"Not yet" replied Radit following Reza Mahendra.

They were sitting in a VIP room that Reza had accidentally messaged.

"Drink what?" reza asked, and he ordered coffee.

"Anything." Radit doesn't want to waste time.

Reza gives Menu and orders to the Cafe waitress. "What do you really want to talk about?" reza looked at Radit seriously.

"I don't actually have the right to talk to you much, but frankly this is troubling my mind. And I can't calm down if I haven't talked to you." Radit also looked at Reza seriously.

"Tell me, I'll listen to you, if I have to listen" he said.

"Look!" Radit took a breath. "It's still about Zahira, I know you won't give up on her, like you said. To be honest, I don't like."

"I know you don't like it." Reza Mahendra replied with a slight smile. "But you know for yourself how you loved her, too, you're not just gonna give up."

"Yes, but in the end I let her go as long as she's happy. But that doesn't mean I've given up, it's never gonna happen." Radit explained his feelings.

"Then?" ask Reza Mahendra.

"I don't want Zahira to be disappointed or hurt because of your mother" Radit said.

"You don't have to worry, I won't let that happen." Reza doesn't like it if Radit doesn't believe him.

"I used to be like that, sure I could control everything, sure that I would protect Zahira, but it turns out that I destroyed her instead. A woman who is jealous and hateful, can do anything, including killing someone's life, Merry Sandra for example."

"You're comparing my mom to your crazy ex-wife?" annoyed Reza, does not like the direction of Radit's talk.

"Ambitious women can go crazy if they take too long in pressure, including when their desires are not met. You're more experienced than me, you know more about women than I do. Why would something like this make you angry? You should've understood better and behaved better." Radit stared back at Reza.

"You don't have to worry, I'll have my mom back to London soon. And about my relationship with Zahira, I hope you don't interfere." Reza asserted, it was clear to him that Raditya was a rival, not a real brother as he saw it.

"I won't interfere if you don't hurt him. But if you make him uncomfortable for a little bit, then I'll gladly be ready to face you, I'm not afraid of anything."

"Say if you still love her." Reza stared cynically.

"Yes, that's obvious. You're not a stupid man I can lie to. I'm not a hypocrite if one day I have another chance, I'll make her my second wife." Radit smiled slightly, his handsome face calmer.

"I don't think there's anything we need to talk about anymore. I have to go home."

Reza got up from his seat, left behind three pieces of banknotes and just left. While Radit was still sitting in his position, Reza's departure had no effect, but enough to satisfy him, his smile was slightly engraved.

In the afternoon, at the house of Reza Mahendra a woman was sitting casually in front of the TV, enjoying a warm tea and some fresh cake pieces.

"Mama."

Reza's voice made the woman turn her head.

"You're home yet?" Carolina put her tea back on the table.

"Yes." Yeah." Reza sat on the sofa not far from her mother.

"What else is it?" asked his mother a little careless, of course what was in his son's mind was Zahira only.

"It's okay, I'm just saturated." Reza was fishing for a chat with his mother.

"If you're bored, just rest, or go for a walk?" caroline suggested, that was predictable by Reza.

"When are you going back to London?" ask Reza straight to the point.

"Hem, Mama doesn't know yet." answered Caroline casually.

"I want to take a trip abroad, see Papa maybe?" Reza put his shoulders together.

"Why did you meet your father? If it's for free, she won't care." her mother replied still stifled. Understand because their separation is very sad.

"Then to London alone, it seems there will be able to forget all the problems here." looked Reza scowl his head.

"Good idea." Caroline was so happy to hear that. The sweet smile of the sugar cane is lipped that has been wrinkled, of course, Reza Mahendra's lure is great, but it turns out that Carolina's plan is no less great, wants Reza to come with him and meet someone after there, but it turns out that Carolina's plan is no less great, wants Reza to come with him and meet someone after there, and hope his son can forget Zahira.

"When do we go?" Reza won't delay, the sooner the better for him.

"When do you want to?" ask her mother again, her heart is happy.

"Tomorrow!" reza picked up her phone and typed a message for her assistant and secretary to book a quick ticket.

"Is it not sudden?" Carolina was a little surprised by the rush Reza wanted to leave Indonesia. Makes her mother guess what happened to her.

But not wanting to ask more, Mrs Carolina would rather pretend not to know. Most importantly he could bring his son to London.

"Just want to throw tired later there, and want to think about how my relationship with Zahira continues." finally the phrase about Zahira came out also from the lips of Reza Mahendra.

"Yes, you have to rethink. Do not enter a life that is too foreign to you, it will be difficult and need a lot of sacrifice to adjust to his life. Unlike if you both start a new life, you will walk in balance with your partner, do not need to do much to compensate for a lot of heart." advice his mother.

"Mama's heart must be adjusted to many people, what's wrong if you are walking a little bent if there are people who are shorter in size, body size, it's not that they don't have any advantages to appreciate." Reza told her mother.