Two Love Belongs to Zahira (Part My Wife!)

258. If I marry again

Reza Get out to his car, the man did not look at all, not even care what was important for him to have met Zahira.

"Never dream of marrying my sister."

The voice of the one who made Reza stop his steps.

"You don't deserve her." Ayra walked in without caring Reza was upset and angry.

"You know him?" Radit blocked Ayra's steps.

The girl was completely shocked and took a few steps back, with her mouth slightly open.

"Where do you know him?" radit asked again, his narrow eyes staring sharply.

"Of course I know, I've been at Zahira's house for a week, and she comes to Zahira's house a lot." Ayra replied with a smile on her face, she immediately walked past Radit.

The roar of the car leaving the house, Radit looked at him until it disappeared when the gate of his house was closed, he was thinking of something. Where might Ayra know him, while Reza just came home this morning.

"I'm sleepy." Sadewa's voice rang to his mother.

"All right, we're sleeping." Zahira moves on, and Ayra goes with her.

"You sleep upstairs, Zahira's room is always cleaned so you can sleep comfortably." Ayu pointed at the second floor.

Radit approached Zahira, immediately grabbed Sadewa and held him. "We will sleep together" he said, hugging Sadewa, who also hugged Radit by the neck.

"You've grown up, aren't you ashamed in Uncle Radit's cradle?" Satria approaching.

"Say you want to be carried away too." Radit chuckles at the behavior of the two especially Satria who is resourceful. "Let's go to sleep." Radit lowered Sadewa towards the stairs.

"You slept upstairs?" Zahira made Radit look over.

"Yes, what's wrong?" Radit looked at him in wonder.

"You're downstairs, I'll sleep upstairs." Zahira pushed Radit's shoulder slightly.

"My room's upstairs, where maybe I'm sleeping downstairs." Radit remained standing on the first rung of the stairs.

"You should have relented, because there was me sleeping on top today!" pissed Zahira.

"Why should I give up, we don't sleep in Zahira's room, our room is different." Radit explained, deliberately making Zahira quiet. He passed first, glancing a little with a winning smile.

Zahira followed with an annoyed step, of course with her face in the bend and pursed lips.

"Let's love us in." Radit's voice sounded annoying in Zahira's ears, although he was taking his children into the room but his unwilling surrender still created a bark on Zahira's chest.

Radit looked at Zahira, and the woman threw away her face.

"Why are you angry?" Radit pulled up Zahira's sleeves while Ayra had already entered the adjoining room.

"You're such a bitch." annoyed Zahira pulled her shirt off Radit.

"Sucks how? Or do you want to sleep with me?" Radit looked at him probing.

"Basar bawdy, earlier you did not stop paying attention to Ayra, now even teasing me. Your eyes need to be plugged a little, so you can't see women anymore." growled Zahira pointed at Radit's eyes.

Radit chuckled amusedly, letting Zahira scold him. "Are you jealous?" he said he was still laughing.

"You're dreaming!" Zahira grew angry, leaving Radit in her room. Don't forget the door was closed a little hard.

Radit laughed again.

Yes, the next room had not been open and closed like that for a long time, the last time he closed the door was loud, when Radit broke his heart, married Merry and made Zahira very hurt.

It feels great to go home and immediately see that beautiful face is already at home, as at that time, Raditya's heart was racing with a step that was always in a hurry to enter his house, want to soon meet a spoiled little girl, and will whine ask around to play or buy something.

Huh, the chest of the field is back tight.

While in Zahira's room, the two beautiful women had taken their respective positions, sleeping on a soft bed and staring at the sky with various thoughts.

"Sister, are you sick?" zahira asked tilting her body.

"No, it might just catch a cold" Ayra replied and closed her eyes.

Zahira looked back at the ceiling. It's not hypocritical to remember a long time ago sleeping alone with Radit in this room. Still remember how the man loved her so much, always pampering and adoring her.

But.

Zahira shook her head when she remembered the last time, her pain when Radit was double. Even crying all night in this room did not make him satisfied.

The night crept, the atmosphere of winning was still felt, never changing as it used to be when he was a child living there. But somehow now become agitated by remembering things that have been passed.

The door of Zahira's room opened, the beautiful woman came out with a simple short hijab. Maybe he misses looking at the moon from the balcony of the room, he always does that.

"Why haven't you slept?"

Radit's voice made him turn his head, but then again looked at the vast sky.

Radit approached him, seeing the same sky, and the same feeling.

"You yourself why haven't you slept?" Zahira asked back.

"Just not sleepy yet, I'm used to sleeping through the middle of the night." replied Radit, but then looked at Zahira's face.

"You seriously want to marry Reza?" ask Radit.

Zahira also turned her head so they stared at each other.

"I don't think so." replied Zahira then lowered his head.

"Why?"

"I told you, I want to focus on the kids" Zahira replied seriously.

"Yes" replied Radit.

The atmosphere was silent, quiet, the moon alone was invisible tonight.

"Zahira. I apologize once again for all my mistakes to you. I'm sorry if I've always been such a bitch to you, I didn't mean to create any distance between us at all." Radit looked at him from the side.

"No need to apologize, everything that happened has been outlined for me and for you. If we don't separate, then there will be no Sadewa and Satria now. They are also happy for me." replied Zahira still staring at the sky.

"You're right, you'll never have Satria and Sadewa with me. I don't know, I have to be thankful or sad. I love them, just as you love them." Radit smiled a little, whether he was laughing at himself.

"Then? Why aren't you married again?" ask Zahira more boldly.

Radit knitted his brows, looking at Zahira with many questions.

"What's wrong?" zahira asked a little astonished as well.

"No, just feeling weird." Radit replied still with the same expression.

"What weird?" Zahira started to feel wrong.

"I just glanced at Ayra You're jealous, what if I'm really married?" Radit is closer to Zahira. "I will sleep alone with my wife, love her and spoil her. When that happens you can no longer sleep in this room." Radit pointed to Zahira's room.