Two Love Belongs to Zahira (Part My Wife!)

286. Misguided

Weekend later, David's two-story house seemed crowded with the voices of Anggara's two sons, their presence warming the atmosphere, and the, enliven and expel the loneliness of David and Ayu as parents who grieve because the son alone can not have children. Sad to pay for Zahira's return despite having to share three days at the weekend, three days early in the week at his home, the children should not be far from the memories with their father, he said, that is how Zahira did not forget the man who loved her until death.

"Today your uncle will come home" Ayu told the children.

"I want to take Uncle to play in my dad's shopping mall, with Mom." Satria approached and said to Ayu, showing off two large front teeth.

"Yes, tomorrow is Sunday?" ayu hugged Satria from behind.

"Yeah!" Satria clenched her hands and raised upwards.

"Do you love your uncle?" ayu asked, putting his face on the shoulders of the knight.

"Yes, I love it, I love it." replied Satria turned Ayu's face.

"Good, from now on we'll always be together." Ayu smiled happily.

"If Dad were still around." Sadewa said, his face was calm but sounding sad.

Ayu turned to look at the boy who had been sitting next to her since.

A firm hand hugged Sadewa, did not let go and kissed her shoulder for long.

Sadewa looked over until their faces touched. "Uncle is home?" he said smiling a little typical of Anggara.

"Yes, Uncle came home after paying for your father's departure."

Radit hugged her tighter, channeling a deep, raging but unfolded taste. Sadewa is exactly like Anggara, tasteful and loving. Smart to cover the feelings, do not want to be troublesome, do not want to be too spoiled, but his heart wants to be loved.

Sadewa did not reply, only his breathing sounded relieved after a long pull.

"You didn't hug me?" The always cold and jealous knight approached.

"Of course." Radit hugged both of them, Ayu rubbed Radit's sturdy shoulders with affection.

"Get me honey, you haven't had a shower yet." Ayu slightly patted Raditya on the shoulder.

"Well, you Uncle want to see what your mother's doing, lest she hasn't woken up?" Radit releases the two Anggara sons.

"Maybe." Satria seemed to think, especially since her mother had not been seen.

Radit giggled amusedly, Zahira's two sons always made him anxious.

On the second-floor balcony, a pleasant place that has not changed at all since Zahira was a child.

Little Zahira used a chair if he would see the scenery in the morning, then after elementary school he was a little tiptoe. Until now both hands can be supported on a smooth wall, the place is still fun.

"I don't think you're awake yet?"

Radit's voice sounded very close, making Zahira turn her head and stare in surprise.

"As soon as you get home, doesn't Om Ricki say eight o'clock?"

"No, Uncle Abi came first and can't wait to have a daughter-in-law. So he deliberately picked up Jia and I early."

"so." Zahira nodded.

"All right." Radit enters his room, remembering his main purpose is to take a bath.

Several days of Raditya's return made the atmosphere become warmer, no more hostility, no more debate, no more sadness and redness, no more, all that is lost along with the loss of life of someone who has always been the cause of destruction.

Like her two children, spend a fun weekend night in an Anggara-owned shopping mall.

"Mother, I'm tired." the whining sounds of Satria and Sadewa.

"Then we go home." Zahira hugged both of them.

"Can you walk?" Radit teases Sadewa who already looks lazy.

"He's sleepy." Satria pointed at Sadewa.

"Alright, Uncle will carry you. But remember this is the last time." Radit taught Sadewa's body and embraced her.

"Am I really heavy?" Sadewa was still interested in chatting.

"Let me open the car." Zahira asks for Radit's car keys.

"In my jacket pocket." Radit asks Zahira to take it.

"Can't you just take it?" Zahira felt sad.

"It's a jacket not pants." replied Radit, although in the end he reached out and took the key.

Zahira just took the key and opened the door.

'Look at it later, I'll make you open it yourself.'

Radit smiled meaningfully.

"He's really sleeping." Radit glanced at Sadewa and Satria hugged Zahira's waist on the left and right hiding her face in her mother's stomach.

"Yes." Yeah." Zahira slightly looked at the rearview, their eyes met.

"I'll take him." said Radit after arriving home, holding Sadewa first, into his room which was deliberately on the ground floor.

"Sorry, they're troubling you." Zahira felt bad, Radit had to hold them repeatedly.

"No problem."

Zahira followed behind until she entered the room, enveloping the two and making sure they were comfortable.

"I hope they will stay here until they grow up" Radit said staring at the peaceful faces of the two.

Zahira closed the doors of the children's room, then stepped up to the second floor.

"You'll be bored with them if they continue to be here into adulthood" Zahira replied later.

"I have none other than them Zahira" replied Radit turning Zahira as he climbed up the stairs.

Zahira stopped his steps.

"Didn't you want to go and try?" ask Zahira slowly.

Radit went up the stairs first.

"Roman!" Zahira caught up with him, afraid that the man would feel offended.

Until they are in front of their room.

"Where do you know that?" tanya Radit stood at the door of her room.

"I read the medical report in your name, everything is completely stored by my husband" Zahira replied, standing up and not going through Radit.

Radit threw away his gaze, unwilling to see Zahira's face which suddenly disappointed him.

"You're back because of that."

Zahira could not answer, but little understood that Radit did not want to be pitied.

"If so then go home, don't sacrifice your freedom just to pity me, Papa or Mama."

"Not like that, all this time I didn't know and just found out everything. You covered it up with me, including my husband."

"Then?" Radit faced Zahira and looked at the wrong face.

"I really want to go home" said Zahira slowly, she would not give up.

"Once again I say if the reason is pity then go home." Radit said no less slowly, but full of pressure.

"You kicked me out?" Zahira was a little disappointed, especially with the children. His heart felt a little pain, afraid that his presence would not be accepted as before.

"No, just I don't want to be a burden to you." Radit took a breath and tried not to be too disappointed.

Zahira lowered her head and passed into her room, a position that had been separated made the two go awry.