Two Love Belongs to Zahira (Part My Wife!)

268. We should meet

"No. Just misunderstood and I haven't finished talking to him" Radit said, still holding his face.

Ayu came with warm water with a cloth in her hand. "Mama will treat you." Ayu invites Radit in her room.

"Other times don't fight, you know people fight nobody gains, winning or losing is the same." Ayu continued talking while pressing the corner of Radit's lips with warm water made him grimace.

Zahira did not come in, just looking at the mother and child from the outside, Radit occasionally stared at him.

"All right, you just take a break." Ayu was done and left Radit's room.

"Thank you Mama." said Radit before Ayu came out.

Ayu only smiled sweetly, then looked at the loyal Zahira standing at the door. "Sleep, honey, he's like that. It still doesn't change when it comes to,,,,"

"Mama!" Radit stopped Ayu's speech to Zahira.

"What's wrong?" Ayu looked at Radit.

"I'm thirsty" he said quickly.

"All right." Ayu passed from Radit's room.

"You're covering something up." Zahira also passed after speaking.

"Zahira!" Radit goes after Zahira, though there is no answer.

Zahira opened the door of her room without looking at Radit.

"Zahira, wait." Radit pushed the door of the room and entered.

"Why did you come in?" Zahira pushes Radit though free, a gallant and sturdy body like David makes Zahira difficult even if only shifting it.

"Listen to me, he doesn't like you being here" Radit said softly letting Zahira's little hand try to push him out, to him it was just a spoiled touch.

"But you don't have to fight, do you? You've always been like that, doesn't adult age make you change?" zahira replied still very upset.

"I can't change Zahira, everything is still the same. I'll be willing to fight it out to defend and protect you." Radit replied soulfully, stopping Zahira's small hand thrust.

"He's not that bad as Radit!" Zahira doesn't like Radit's answer.

"He's not that bad, but that's not how you love him. Aggara just doesn't forbid you to come and be with Papa and Mama. Then why doesn't Reza Mahendra like you being here? She's not who you are yet."

"You're misunderstanding, maybe it doesn't mean that." Zahira tried to explain what she was thinking.

"I mean he wants to have you at all costs, no matter what including all of us. And to be honest, I don't like you being close to him."

"Roman!"

"Zahira, I really don't like your husband, because he beat me to love you, but I don't hate him. The reason is because he only loves you, you're the only one in his heart. It makes me give in, understand if you're gonna be okay even if it's not easy to let you down." Radit looked at him more deeply.

"There is certainly no man who can match my husband" replied Zahira, beginning to feel pain in his eyes.

"Reza is not at all comparable to your husband, it would be better for you to live alone rather than replace him with a man like Reza Mahendra."

Zahira looked down sad, of course if he had discussed Anggara he would feel sad again.

"One more thing, it's not good for a widow to let a foreign man into your house. Even if you've done nothing, but the effect has ruined your privilege, moreover the man is not a good man."

The words that made Zahira look at him, a little disbelief Radit would talk like that, but there was a point, Zahira just realized that.

Radit passed by leaving Zahira in her room, feeling enough to talk and taking out everything that was stuck. I don't know if tonight he can sleep well thinking about a lot of things that will happen tomorrow.

David actually kept Zahira there on the grounds that he still wanted to be with the kids. That morning the excitement in the two-storey house again occurred, the sound of cheer from the two sons Anggara made David and Ayu laugh.

Not to forget Radit came to play scrambling balls with them, everyone gathered with laughter and a wide smile decorating on each other's faces.

Zahira let the moment go, as long as the children are happy he will also be happy. Of course now he is happy, feeling the complete family even without Anggara. Yes, Anggara is still there, in Zahira's heart.

Reza Mahendra's

The name is on the screen of the phone, a little smile he received the call.

"Ha_"

Radit snatched Zahira's phone and kept it in his pants pocket.

"Roman!" Zahira looked at him in disbelief.

"Dear invite your mother to play." Radit asks Satria and Sadewa to invite Zahira to play.

"No, no. Give me my phone." Zahira goes after Radit, asks for his cell phone.

"No, you have to play." Radit doesn't give it away, keeps moving agile chases with the kids.

"Radit." a little pleading.

"If you can take it yourself." Radit smiled mockingly.

"You think I don't dare." Zahira saw his phone in the back pocket.

"Of course." Radit.

Zahira was really upset, she needed to talk to Reza over last night's commotion.

Radit lured him into the house, in a relaxed style and without glancing to walk towards the living room.

Zahira chases after him and tries to grab the phone but loses quickly. Radit had already grabbed it first and grasped it.

"Radit, give it to me." Pinta Zahira again.

Back Zahira tried to grab her, a little hesitant as the man's gaze became sharp and meaningful.

"Roman!" annoyed with Zahira, Radit grabbed his phone and lifted it up.

Zahira climbed on the sofa and snatched it, her beautiful face bending with pursed lips.

And

"Ah."

Radit caught a body that almost fell, his slender waist fits perfectly in Raditya's sturdy arms.

One moment looked at each other as if time had stopped.

"If you want to be hugged, just say it. I must be willing." said Radit glancing at the face that accidentally stuck on his shoulder.

Zahira got off the couch, she got her phone, smiled win and passed away.

Radit looked at him in disbelief. "Have you changed her?" muttered Radit returned to his pursuit.

"Hello Mas, Assalamualaikum." Zahira, who contacted Reza this time, deliberately stayed away from Radit.

"Wa'alaikum hail dear." she replied as usual. "Can we meet?" reza said again.

"Meet?" Zahira sounded thinking. "It doesn't seem like it can, how about tomorrow, don't we have a meeting tomorrow at Mama's office. Hem, I mean Radit." Zahira.

"Wouldn't it be in your office, or mine" she replied, sounding dislikeful.

"Next month in your office" said Zahira smiling, he does have the power to determine where they are meeting.

"Alright Mother Zahira Beautiful daughter. Just go with you I'll go anywhere." Reza started seducing her.

"I want to talk to you seriously too. Tomorrow after the meeting we have to meet." said Zahira sounding a little scary in the ears of Reza Mahendra.