Two Love Belongs to Zahira (Part My Wife!)

26. One of Zahira's men

"He likes you Radit." Ayu stared dislikefully at her son Radit.

"I don't know mama, just let it go." Radit tidied up his suit and sat back down with Ayu.

"Don't give her hope, or you'll lose Zahira." Ayu warned Radit.

"Of course, even a thousand women would not be able to match a Zahira in my heart." Radit said close his face to Ayu, Radit then reached for the car keys to catch up with Zahira.

"Merry!"

Radit was so surprised when he opened the door of the woman wearing a knee-length dress was still standing glued, Merry did not answer, but passed by limply without turning Radit.

There is a bad taste, maybe the girl heard Radit's words with Ayu. But Radit did not want to bother, after all what Radit said was true, Zahira is much more important than anyone.

"Assalamualaikum darling." Radit got into the car while calling Zahira, his hand was busy pressing the car keys and turning it on.

"Wa'alaikum hail Radit." That sweet voice made Radit smile.

"Have you arrived? I'll catch up with you." Radit started to slow down.

"I just arrived. You be careful on the road, don't speed." Said the girl across there so softly.

"Yes, baby, I love you." Radit answered with a heart that always flowered.

"Assalamualaikum Radit dear." Her voice is becoming adorable.

"Wa'alaikum greetings my dear." Radit ended the phone call and refocused his car. The red lips were attracted curving for a long time yet returned to their original position. Really just hearing the call of love from Zahira makes him want to get to the destination immediately. The man's eyes focused forward looking at the crowded streets of vehicles, but really what was reflected in his eyes was just a beautiful face that was smiling spoiled, dear Zahira.

*

Elsewhere, the disappointed girl was silent and speechless, leaning back in her car, her heart upset and angry.

"Darling why is your face pouting so?" Mr. Anwar who was driving glanced at him a little.

"No papa, just tired." The answer is a bland smile.

"We just go home, then, papa's child should not be too tired, the beauty will be reduced." Anwar sir laughed crisply.

"Yes papa." Merry answered briefly, trying to smile but his heart was crying. Which girl does not grieve if so worthless she is in the presence of a Radit, the words that come out of the man's mouth are so painful to her heart, that she was so admiring and wished to have, she said, now the feeling has become angry and disappointed, but of course the love can not be removed just like that. Unilateral love that falls on the wrong heart, the result will certainly make tired, but little hope that God will change the reality, may be happy to be on his side.

By late afternoon, Radit had arrived at the courtyard of a hotel that was not too luxurious, but quite comfortable to stay. Radit immediately entered and headed for the room where Zahira was.

"Roman!" Zahira's voice sounded so happy hugging and kissing the cheek of her husband who had just come.

"Honey, where's Brother Tina?" Radit looked around the room.

"Ah, that's absolutely right. I want to spend time with my wife all afternoon and night." Radit swiped the tip of his nose on Zahira's nose.

"It can't be that." That pretty face was spoiled. " I have to work too." Added again.

"The project is here, doesn't take too long." Radit seduced her while continuing to hug tightly.

"Yes, but there should still be a pause to work with sister Tina, pity if I only rely on her." Zahira again.

"Dear, this afternoon is enough to give you time. I don't want to be disturbed tonight." Said Radit relented, of course after taking his ration first. His longing for Zahira overcame anything, his selfishness increased when he got close to his wife.

Until after Ashar the newlyweds came out of the room with a glowing and happy face. Zahira took her laptop and went to the room next to her.

"Assalamualaikum sis." Zahira knocked on the door.

Soon the door opened, "Wa'alaikum greetings Miss Zahira." The mature woman smiled amiably, and the impression of respect was not left in her sight.

"We work on the balcony alone seems more relaxed." Zahira took him to the front balcony, the atmosphere of the afternoon so make the place beautiful and soothing.

With a green expanse of rice fields across the highway, the afternoon sunlight is still brightly lit. The location of the construction they are working on is adjacent to the hotel they currently occupy.

Radit accompanied the two women of different ages, perhaps more than ten years apart. The man was enjoying the atmosphere of that beautiful afternoon, of course what was more beautiful for him was to be with Zahira. His heart was calm and his breathing was so relieved that the natural green shades were stretched out wide around the hotel.

"Sister Tina, do we have to bring all our workers here?" Zahira asked the Secretary who was seriously working on it.

"No need Miss, we will only mobilize experts, for example the head of the handyman, for other workers they will search in this place, it opens a job for the construction workers here, for example, so they're also in the sustenance." The beautiful woman answered showing her teeth.

"Ah right too, we can share the work on them." Zahira was so happy with the advice given by the adult secretary, really David was not wrong to choose, in addition to smart tough also have a good heart.

"Tomorrow morning we will meet with the owner of this hotel directly, if only the secretary." Tina explained.

"That means tonight we can rest." Zahira is still focusing on her laptop.

"Yes, miss." Tina replied, she glanced at Radit whose eyes could not be separated from Zahira.

The man realized he was in the lyrics, but he did not care and pretended not to know. Of course Tina would not bother, she already knew about the marriage of Zahira and Radit, although many of their office employees did not know, he said, but the position of secretary he currently occupies makes him know all about Zahira.

"It's over, just to meet the original owner, we need approval for our design." Zahira shuts down the laptop and shuts it down.

"You're great, you're still in college in the early semester, but your building design is way beyond seniors." Tina.

"Ah it's just a matter of taste, I like classical forms but also in combination with modern." His answer did not want to be dissolved in that sincere praise.