Two Love Belongs to Zahira (Part My Wife!)

27. Parkiran longs

"A long Sunday night, a fun night for a date!"

If the lyrics of the old song were just entertainment, but not for two people who were in love, they spent the grueling Sunday night so warm and sweaty. A boyfriend? Of course, they were dating after marriage. The pleasure and sweetness of romance can be embraced at the same time, without fear of wrong or regret, that is the beauty of a halal relationship.

"I love you so much. You're only mine, dear Zahira, don't even think of staying away from me or going away from me." said Radit in his hunting breath, roaring in Zahira's ear so warmly.

"I also love you so much Radit, where might I go if you've always mastered my heart, my love, and my soul." Zahira hugged and stroked the sweaty shoulder. Wide shoulders curl up every cold night, with great roaring breath calms the anxiety that often overwhelms the heart.

"Darling, we always do, but you're not pregnant yet." Radit looked at the tired beautiful face, but did not reduce the affection that was even greater.

"Either Radit, maybe God still gives time for us to spend both of us longer" he replied gently.

"Right, even I'm not satisfied playing with you. I'm never satisfied, dear." Radit peeked at his cheek.

Zahira laughed happily at her husband's expressions, feeling like a magnet that could always attract Radit to do it over and over again. A wife would be proud to be able to conquer her husband, especially a handsome husband, young and rich like Raditya. "Just do what you want Radit, I've been yours from the beginning." Zahira stroked Radit's delicate cheeks.

"I'm so happy to be married to you Zahira, I was so scared I couldn't get you back then. My head was always in pain to refrain from touching and enjoying this beautiful face." Radit smiled warmly, his index finger down Zahira's cheek.

"I'm sorry I didn't realize that, I always wanted to be close to you" Zahira said, recalling the time she always wanted to go with Radit, even hugging him.

"It's okay baby, it's also what makes me sure that you love me too, we have the same feeling, the sense of uneasiness when far, near is even more disturbing." Radit laughed considering that the feelings came disturbing at that time.

"true." Zahira laughed in Radit's arms.

"And as it turns out, putting these together is all a cure so we don't feel restless anymore, you and I become one. I regret not marrying you for a long time." Radit hugged her.

"We're still kids if we've been too young for a long time, now we're too young" Zahira said.

"Ah, I don't care, the important thing for me is to be with you forever dear." Radit so enjoy their togetherness as if they do not want time to run. Always wanted to be near him.

The morning at the hotel is so cool, the natural atmosphere is so beautiful to enjoy. Zahira prepares a change of clothes for her husband Radit who is cleaning himself in the bathroom.

"Darling." call Radit who just came out of the bathroom, the towel still wrapped around his waist with wet hair that looks so tempting. The man hugged Zahira.

"This is your outfit." Zahira smiled sweetly, her hands busy unfolding the shirt for her husband to wear.

"Let me, baby." Radit took the shirt from Zahira's hand.

"But your hair is still wet Radit." Zahira took a towel and rubbed her husband's wet hair.

"It's a pity." Radit's hand grabbed Zahira's body, so lucky he was treated special by his wife. Sholehah's wife, according to her, was soft-spoken, pleasant and soothing, it made Radit even more fond of her.

"Yes dear." Radit smilingly peeked at her cheek, for a moment then continued to change clothes.

"My husband is so handsome." Zahira saw Radit's neat appearance, classy t-shirts and trousers make him so perfect.

"My wife is also beautiful, beautiful on the outside, and on the inside." Radit brought his face closer, looking at the smiling face so that it was not far away.

"If it's like this, we won't be out of this room until noon." Zahira whispers.

Radit laughed in horror. "Let's love we'll go out, get it done and go home quickly" he said with his hand outstretched asking Zahira with him.

At 11:00 p.m., Zahira and Tina's secretary walked out of the hotel, followed by Radit, who was ready with the suitcase they were carrying. Their work was done for today, the meeting with the hotel owner resulted in a favorable decision for both parties, and already signed a contract of employment.

Coming home with success makes Zahira so happy, this is the first time he works without the help of Anggara. Ghosts will tell the grown man that he can work alone. Thanks to the guidance of Anggara, Zahira can now be independent, although not yet released David completely.

That's according to Zahira, even though Anggara has not let go. He often contacts Tina about the activities and jobs that the girl will take, especially in the business of opponents and friends is difficult to distinguish. Not all projects will run smoothly and profitably, Anggara is just wary about it.

At a crossroads the car that Tina was carrying stopped, the adult woman opened the glass when Radit's car also stopped aligning the position of their car.

"Sister Tina, tomorrow Zahira's going to college, if there's anything important, you call me."

"You don't have to worry" he answered smiling, then the two cars passed home to each other.

*

On a busy Monday, that morning Zahira was among Radit's to his campus. The beautiful woman in the hijab grabbed Radit's hand and kissed him, that's where Radit parked his longing every time.

"Don't fuck around baby, remember you're just mine" Radit said.

"Yes." replied Zahira with a sweet smile always adorning her lips.

Radit drove his car to school, the man had to study, he was already looking forward to passing the semester exam he was going to face next month. A long vacation will make him excited, spending time alone with Zahira dearest of course.

"Radit, you always come with a beaming face, what makes you always look happy?" Vino, Raditya's best friend in his class.

"You want to know?" Radit didn't take it seriously.

"Of course." Vino was curious.

"Later after you grow up." replied Radit jokingly, although in fact it's a reality that he has not published. At Zahiranya's will, Radit will comply with the request.