Two Love Belongs to Zahira (Part My Wife!)

259. I don't care

"Where can that be, this is my room!" Zahira pointed at her room, her clear eyes challenging Radit.

"Yes, but it doesn't feel like you're sleeping there and I'm here. However, I was once your husband and you can't know how I treated my wife, obviously it's gonna be different."

"What's different?" look at Zahira full of search.

"Yes,_" Radit confusedly explained.

Zahira was still waiting for an explanation, staring cynically at the man trying to explain the lie.

"Don't tell me you're thinking about what I'm gonna do to my wife." Radit returned Zahira's probing gaze to her.

"I don't care."

"Don't lie."

"I'm not lying, I really don't care." Zahira annoyed.

"Well, if you don't care then go to sleep. It's night and tomorrow has to work." Radit grabbed Zahira by the shoulder, embracing her towards the room.

"You're so brave." Zahira glanced at the hand of Radit who had just grabbed him.

"I didn't mean anything. Reza Mahendra just hugged you." replied Radit opening the door, deliberately avoiding Zahira's gaze.

"It was not intentional" said Zahira still standing before Radit. Suddenly his face became sad.

"Sorry." Radit took a deep breath.

"Does a woman who has no husband seem cheaper and easier to touch?" zahira asked, even that question had been stuck in her heart for a long time. "If my husband is still around, let alone holding my shoulder, talking to me you won't dare" he said.

"I don't think of you that way. I just feel close, not for pity, but it's true affection. Honestly, I still want to have you, hoping you'll make a gap someday. But despite all that, I want you to stay with Papa and Mama, sorry they always want to be with you, come to your house. I don't want to be selfish just because my feelings will take them away from you. Sometimes I want you to stay here even on weekends, so that Papa and Mama are not lonely. I'm sad to see them always chasing your whereabouts and and Zahira's children."

The eyes of the two stared at each other, there was a deep sadness between the two, although sad in different ways.

"Sleep." Radit opened the door wider Zahira room, so it looks Ayra who has been slumbering with a blanket covering up to his chest.

"You like it?" zahira asked repeatedly to see Radit watching her cousin's sister.

"Zahira!" Radit held back Zahira who had stepped in with a dislike face.

"What's wrong? I'm sleepy." take his arm off Radit's hand.

"Do Ayra and Reza know each other?" ask Radit seriously.

Zahira knitted her brows. "Of course, this morning Ayra came out in Mas Reza's car" he replied honestly.

This time it was Radit who knitted his brows.

"I'm sleepy, if you want to talk to Ayra's sister tomorrow." she closed the door.

Radit rubbed his neck, he confused himself facing a beautiful creature named Zahira.

Next day.

Early in the morning the sound of three people jokingly disturbing Zahira's sleep, her clear eyes began to open.

"I'm bad luck." he muttered to himself. It turns out Ayra is no longer in bed, Zahira exits towards the ground floor. Although Sura ruckus three handsome men still sounded in the room next to her but she ignored it because Ayra was more important, considering she always looked limp and moody.

"Papa." Zahira greeted David who was drinking coffee.

"Darling, are you awake?" David turned to Zahira with a fluffy smile.

It was like going back in time, when I woke up and went down the stairs looking for David and Ayu. One thing that makes Zahira feel surprised, why is always bad luck if sleeping in the house.

"Here, sit with Papa." David loosened the seat for Zahira.

"Did Papa see Ayra's sister? asked Zahira to sit next to David, looking over and over.

"really?" Zahira seemed to think. "Did Ayra not stay at home?"

"No dear, it might be true if she wanted to know where her parents used to live." David laughed a little.

"Yes, I'm just worried." replied Zahira leaning back.

"We're having breakfast." Ayu comes out of the kitchen with Ayra.

"I'd better take a shower first" Zahira said realizing she was the only one who hadn't taken a bath.

"No need, you used to take a shower after breakfast." Ayu laughed at Zahira.

"Mama!" Zahira whines, not wanting to remember her sluggish times.

"Just wash your face, your milk will be cold." Ayu pointed at the bathroom on the ground floor.

"All right." Zahira went to the bathroom.

While from above the three handsome men descended the stairs, their voices enlivened David's house.

"Courtesy Grandpa, we're eating together." David was delighted when Zahira's two sons sat flanking him.

While Radit deliberately sat in one of the empty seats, because it can be ascertained that one of them is Zahira.

Shortly after, we got out of the bathroom, headed straight for the dining table.

"Zahira, I'm going to Grandma's. I think I'll stay a few days there before I go back to London." Ayra spoke seriously, she was eating bread without jam.

"Didn't you stay with me?" zahira asked, starting to fill the plate.

"No, I'm so happy to live in your house. Just want to know how Grandma's house, where our parents used to be." she explained teraneyum sweet.

"Well, I'll ask Teddy to come here" replied Zahira.

"Let me drive you." Radit replied, making Zahira look at him. He remembered last night Radit was very curious about Ayra.

"I can do it myself, won't you work?" reject Ayra.

"No problem, I can take you, I haven't been there in a long time" Radit replied.

While Zahira just looked down, not bothering.

"You coming?" Radit asked Zahira.

"Hem?" Zahira turned her head, take it anyway chew the food.

"You're not coming? All the time I drove you to the office, you didn't bring a car."

"No need, I'll be picked up by Om Ricky or anyone, you just take Ayra's sister" Zahira replied, glancing at Ayra who was finished and went to the kitchen.

"All right." Radit smiled looking at Zahira's beautiful face.

"What's wrong with you?" zahira asked a little.

"There's nothing. What's wrong?" Radit asked seriously deliberately closer.

"Here you go, don't think of anything." Zahira put the food back in her mouth.

"Why me? Aren't you thinking things out?" muttered Radit certainly still heard Zahira as well as others.

Zahira did not answer, lazy to argue in the morning.

"Papa's gonna take you later after we drop the kids off." David replied, knowing that Zahira was upset with Radit.

"He must be happy." murmured Radit again.