Two Love Belongs to Zahira (Part My Wife!)

295. Marrying

Shame when I get dressed to hear the Kabul ijab for the third time.

It's inconceivable that, when I first married Radit, it felt like it was the only marriage, last and forever. But the destiny of life determines a different path, though it is eventually reunited with itself, united again in the sacred bond of marriage. But the seconds of watching the two men's hands cling, made his chest tight and remembered everything that had passed.

Blissfulness.

Longing.

And loss.

Suddenly the tears came down on their own, the tightness rose to cover their ears and buzzing blocked their hearing when Rey's lips spoke firmly and finally.....

"I accept the marriage and marriage of Zahira Putri Bramastya bint Aldo Bramastya with the dowry paid, cash!"

This time not only one two drops, but there were many tears flowing, rushing like parting tears.

Assumption.

His heart called out, but it felt like the distance was so wide, that even a handsome young man, narrow-eyed and smiling sweetly, reached out his hand, Raditya.

Zahira was fixated on looking at a face that seemed surprising, even though it had long since become an eyelid for him. So close and always there, it was invisible and unseen, in fact it is not easy without him, and can not be without him.

A layered warm embrace poured down on Zahira's slender body, happy and haru cries, sad and many more all gushing down on a gentle figure unable to say anything but tears.

"Thank you for coming back to Papa and Mama" said Ayu sobbing so deeply in his embrace Zahira.

"Son Papa." said David was no less moved, eyes that began to slack at the age of eating glassy hugging his wife and daughter-in-law.

Radit gave a full smile, the outstretched hand had not been welcomed, only their eyes were clinging to each other, talking about sadness as well as longing.

The two boys came closer to witness the cries of the mother and the others. They stood as if they were guards for them.

Radit embraced them gently looking at the handsome face one by one, then both of them hugged Radit warmly.

Everyone present not only felt happy watching the wedding, but also cried when they saw the whole family hugging each other, crying and happy together. Their journey is not easy, long and winding, everything is no longer a secret.

"Congratulations on your marriage" said Ricky, Zahira's closest assistant.

"Thank you Om, you're always there for me" Zahira told Ricky.

"It's my job, otherwise I'm not on the payroll." replied Ricky did not want to get carried back into the atmosphere.

"You're absolutely right." Radit hugged Ricky, who also congratulated him and patted him on the shoulder.

"I'm sorry, I had a chance to take part in your divorce process at that time" said Ricky again.

"We're married again you just confessed. Very late! You can't possibly forget that I've suffered so much that I've gone crazy." Radit annoyed the assistant David's age.

"I don't forget, I've memorized all your suffering. That's why I recommend your name to be Anggara's replacement." replied Ricky lightly.

"Assistant is disobedient." muttered Radit can still be heard Ricky.

"You just found out." Ricko came over and joked, hugging Radit and congratulating him.

"Thank you for everything" Radit told Ricko as well as a smiling Ricky looking at him.

Both of them gave a thumbs up, looking very compact.

"Have they always been like that?" radit asked Zahira on the sidelines to receive congratulations from many parties.

"I think yes, Papa would know better." Zahira laughed at his two assistants.

"But they left something behind" Radit said, seeing something that Ricko slipped in Radit's suit.

Radit opened the black envelope and looked at the contents.

"Voucher hotel." replied Radit chuckled amusedly.

"really?" Zahira chuckled. "There's just nothing."

"Your assistant is a little understanding" Radit said, still laughing at the envelope.

"Understanding how? The day after tomorrow we have to work." replied Zahira shaking her head slightly.

"But the Voucher they gave me one Sunday." Radit chuckled again.

"That means I won't be in one Sunday" replied Zahira still laughing.

Sure enough, Satria and Sadewa went home first with Ayu and David, they deliberately left Radit and Zahira.

"It looks like this voucher is useful." Radit took out the black envelope again.

"As far as you go." Zahira looked around as it was getting quiet, only her assistants were left to take care of everything in the building.

Radit reached out his hand, leading Zahira into the car.

"Go Mrs." Jia smiled happily, while helping Zahira lift the dress that covered her legs.

"Yes, there's no need to worry about anything." Alisa also responded, taking Zahira to Raditya's car.

At first glance Ayra looks frustrated with the many foods on her desk with Reza.

"Go, baby." said Alisa again.

"Thank you Mama." replied Zahira to Ayra's mother.

The car drove not so fast through the streets of the city to a star hotel that was no less luxurious than Anggara's.

Yes, even though it belongs to the most luxurious and classy Anggara. Zahira does not want to wear her husband's property, it will make her sad.

"We've arrived, baby." Radit looked at the towering hotel in front of him, pointing the building at Zahira who was leaning his head on his shoulder.

"Hem." Zahira nodded and went out with Radit, the Radit family driver was so quick to bring and serve the newlyweds.

"Thank you sir." Radit took his belongings when he was in front of the door of the room they were headed to.

"Together Mas Radit, here's the car keys." the man gave Radit the car keys.and left with two hotel servants who welcomed Radit and Zahira.

"Yes." Yeah." Radit took the key and opened the door to their room.

Zahira went in first, stepped slowly to see the room is so spacious with the decoration of the newlyweds. Flowers, and various decorations full of beauty, the two assistants deliberately gave the most beautiful gift for Zahira and Radit.

His lentic finger touched the scattered rose petals, remembering that the same flower petals also decorated the first night with Anggara.

Her red lips were attracted slightly, considering how friendly and warm the night had passed.

But then Zahira shook her head, remembering that Radit was with her, Radit her husband.

"You think of something?" radit asked slowly, it seemed like he had been watching Zahira ever since.

Slightly flinched by the question, afraid Radit was angry or disappointed.

Zahira turned around and looked at the man who was now also staring at her.

"Eight months with you makes me unable to fall in love with anyone anymore, and you've been married to her for eight years" Radit said, staring into Zahira's clear eyes.