Two Love Belongs to Zahira (Part My Wife!)

267. Quarrelling

On the ground floor, David was stroking the head of Sadewa who was asleep on the sofa while Satria was still playing while watching cartoons.

"Sir, someone's coming." David's personal driver reported.

"Oh, I'll see him." David moves Sadewa's head on the pillow, covers it and then passes it out.

From the door David can see who came, it turns out his guess did not miss.

"Is there an urgent interest that you come to this weekend's nights?" ask David at the gate that is now open.

"I didn't expect you to bar me from entering" Reza replied curtailing her frustration.

"Of course, there's my daughter and my son inside. Didn't you forbid him from entering my daughter's house yesterday?" David asked back.

Reza was surprised, he did not expect Radit to find out, and complained to David.

While on the second floor balcony, Radit approached Zahira who seemed to want to talk a lot. There was no emotion and hatred in her clear eyes, her face was gentle, sweet and adorable, just like when she was in school.

"Is anything important?" tanya Radit looked at her softly, step by step her feet approaching and getting closer.

"Not really, just need a friend to talk to and that's about myself." Zahira was a little nervous.

Radit smiled at the nervousness he had not seen for a long time from the figure of Zahira.

"Tell me, I'll listen to whatever it is."

"Even if it's not good to hear?" zahira asked slightly raising her eyebrows.

"Yes, even if it hurts, I'll still hear it if the words come out of your lips" she said, wooing, her eyes looking friendly.

"I didn't say I was gonna hurt you." Zahira avoided Radit's gaze.

Radit smiled slightly, but his phone rang disturbing the warming atmosphere. Radit grabbed the phone in his pocket, reading a message that turned out to be unsettling.

"Zahira, I have to get out" he said, saving his phone and looking down at his home page.

"Where are you going?" zahira asked curiously, even Radit had just returned home.

"I need a minute. You better take a break." Radit grabbed Zahira by the shoulder and asked her to go into the room.

"I'm not sleepy yet." Zahira refused.

"But_"

"Where are you going?" Zahira looked at him suspiciously.

"I, to Ayra's house." replied Radit confusedly looking for an excuse.

Zahira was stunned to hear it, but then he nodded.

Radit turned around and walked down the stairs in a hurry.

Samar heard a voice reply to each other, making Radit speed up his pace.

"I just wanted to meet Zahira for a while, that's all." Reza Mahendra's voice was clear.

On the lawn of David's house there is still a fierce conversation.

"He's resting." David didn't give permission.

Many times Reza took a breath, suddenly his wife as a businessman disappeared because of the obsession to have a widow.

"Are you intentionally replying _"

Bugh

Without any cue Radit hit Reza Mahendra's face very hard.he was really confused to see the face of the man he was targeted several days ago, he happened to come alone.

Reza stared intently, holding her cheeks that felt hot and throbbing. Without speaking also he retaliated and hit Radit's smooth face with all his might.

Radit who felt Reza's punch hurt him did not want to lose, immediately kicked the belly of the handsome man with the indo face.

"Stop." David mediated the two, not expecting a sudden blow.

"Aren't you the one who's like a kid?" Radit replied with emotion still controlling. "You're preventing me from entering Zahira's house, what do you mean?"

"I don't like you being close to him!" reza replied with a breath up and down.

"Heh, you think you can separate me and Zahira?" Radit rubbed the corner of his salty lips. "You heard it! Even if the world were to split in two, Zahira and I would never be able to separate. Not even a divorce would get me away from her, nor would she be far away from me. Especially just because of you! A male jerk a female criminal, a destroyer and a liar wants to separate us? You want to have it? Does your house have no mirrors?"

"So what you say! You don't know anything."

"I know everything! Just wait for Zahira's time to know, and you'll look like shit." Radit was still in David's hands.

"You're the trash for Zahira! You're just an ex-husband who's still expecting him back." Reza did not want to lose insulting Radit, he rebelled to attack Radit again.

"At least I've only slept with two women in my life, and one because I didn't accidentally. Not like you! You must know what I mean. Or am I gonna tell Zahira now?"

"You're trying to threaten me?" Reza smiled cynically.

"I'm not threatening, just knowing the truth."

"Father!"

A voice that made the two look fast.

"Zahira." They all looked at Zahira who was walking towards them.

"Darling, come in." David doesn't want Zahira getting into a fight with two men fighting over him.

"But Papa, what are you guys fighting about?" Zahira sees Radit and Reza's faces alternating.

"No Zahira, I just want to meet you" replied Reza, removing the bodyguard's hand and driver David from his arm.

"You'd better go home." David spoke up and asked Reza to leave.

Zahira turned to Radit, he was confused by what had happened, of course the cause was not a small thing.

Radit embraces Zahira's shoulder, deliberately making Reza even more burned.

"What are you guys fighting about?" asked Zahira turned to Reza Mahendra again who did not look at him.

"Just a little misunderstanding, I'll tell you later." Radit brought him in right away.

"Zahira." Reza called him soft.

Zahira turned her head, looking at him still very astonished.

"Let's go in." said Radit with one hand holding his cheek.

"But_" Zahira turned to Reza again, seeing that the handsome man's cheeks were also bruised and slightly bleeding at the corner of the lips just like Radit.

"Go home." David repeated his request to Reza more politely.

Reza finally got into the car with annoyance, can still be seen Zahira's back embraced by Radit entering the door of the house. Reza knew Radit was deliberately heating it up.

While inside the house, Radit went straight to the room to clean his face, Zahira was waiting for him outside.

Soon after Radit had come out with a fresher face even though it was still red on his cheek.

"Roman!" ayu's voice with David walked quickly towards Radit.

"You said you were going to Ayra's house." Zahira looked at him questioningly.

"I'm just, "Radit's getting confused answering Zahira's question.

"Why should we fight?" ayu asked again holding onto Radit's bruised cheek.

Radit did not answer, just silent by looking at Zahira's face, they looked at each other with their thoughts.

"Mama's gonna take some warm water." Ayu left them back downstairs.

Still staring at each other, "Does it have anything to do with me?" ask Zahira.