Two Love Belongs to Zahira (Part My Wife!)
03. Hijab woman
#"Darling, what should we say now?" David said slowly to his wife.
"No, I'm not ready!" Ayu left the room where the children were happy with their meeting.#
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The next day, I was already preparing to enroll at the campus that Papa and Mama had chosen. I was a little dressed up so as not to be too innocent at the look of other prospective students, besides I was already a big, 18-year-old.
"You're so pretty dressed up." Radit looked at me from top to toe.
"Of course, is it not shameful to drive me if I look ugly" I replied unconcerned with her cold gaze. Radit just stared.
"Wait a minute, I promise it won't be long!" I left Radit in the college yard alone. He did not answer, only wearing glasses and leaning on the car.
Not until an hour, I had come out with a warm smile to see my handsome brother still faithfully waiting for me. She looks really cool even though she is still 17 years old her body has been perfectly formed with clean white skin like Mama.
"Let's go home." I stood behind him.
Radit looked over and opened the door for me. He always treated me like that.
"This ladit's not the way home, where are we going?" manya curious.
"We go to the office, I want to know the guy who likes to look at your face" he replied flatly. Let it go, I hate that guy, too.
Until I got to my office, Radit opened the door for me and went inside.
"Good day Miss Zahira." The man was waiting for me. I passed by without answering into my room with Radit.
"You have to do this today, and don't make a mistake" he said, staring at me for a moment. Of course Radit wouldn't leave alone.
Radit read out, and corrected my work, indeed Radit has extraordinary intelligence. It made the old man notice the two of us. Moreover, when Radit put his hand on the chair I was sitting on, the man looked dislikeful.
"Is it done?" ask again.
"It's over!" this time Radit answered. Radit handed me the paper I printed for the very smart man to check on me.
"Good." he said later.
"Can I go home?" I asked, because I was very bored and wanted to rest at home, especially if there was Radit. I like spending time with him.
"After work hours." she answered briefly. It makes me careless.
It's been an hour without any activity, I'm out of the room. Looking here and there watching every single piece of this office of mine. My eyes stopped in one of the rooms that read DIRECTOR.
I was curious and tried to go inside, I had not had time to step open the door Papa had gone out of the room.
"Father!" I was shocked, and it seemed like Papa was also very surprised.
"Darling!" Papa seemed to be in a hurry to close the door. I wondered what Papa was hiding in there. "Let's have lunch!" bring him.
"I want to go in Papa." I pushed Papa's shoulder and opened the door, but Papa kept me.
"Darling don't come in, the room's a mess." Papa looks suspicious.
"What is Papa hiding? or Papa's with a woman!" I stared hard at him.
"No, I swear Papa wasn't with a woman" she replied nervously.
"Yes already." I replied. This time Papa could no longer stand in my way. I rushed in hoping to catch a woman he was hiding and beat her up when necessary.
Undefiled
Neatest
"Zahira!" radit's voice called me. Makes me look at the door. "Zahira let's go home." Radit opened the door and asked me to come out. As usual, I complied and immediately left the room.
"Radit, I saw a photo of a hijab-wearing woman in the room." I told Radit.
"Really, then?" it was like he was not responding too much.
"Dit, I'm curious." I scowled a little.
"For what, it's a picture of her sister Mama." Radit explained it as if he knew a lot of things.
"That means her sister Mama is a Director." I asked again to look at Radit who is focused on driving.
"Hemm" a very short answer.
I became curious and thought about many things, my days in the office have really changed me. I was very lazy to think and want to live quietly, but since learning to work I became a lot of thoughts. I'm so tired, I'd better get some sleep.
I woke up after the Ashar prayer, I saw my surroundings, I was already in my room. It was definitely Radit who was carrying me, so I smiled to myself imagining Radit climbing the stairs.
Prayer is so wise, I perform my worship near the window where the wind can hit my face. It was as if God was greeting affectionately.
"Darling, Radit said you haven't had lunch yet." Mama came into my room. Sitting on my bed staring at my face like I didn't want to turn away.
"Ma," Call me to Mama.
"Yes, what's wrong, baby?" Mama stroked my shoulder.
"So I saw a photo of a hijab woman in Papa's office. She is very beautiful, her name is Revalia Az-Zahra. Is she Mama's sister?" askaku.
Mama's eyes are dewy, there's a lot of sadness there. "Yes" he answered.
"When did he die?" ask again.
"It's been a very long time, about 17 years more" he said withholding tears.
"Do I know him?" I smiled a little in disbelief. But it made Mama cry, sobbing very sad.
"Mama, I'm sorry." I'm so sorry to have asked her so much, and in the end Mama left me out to her room. Mama must be crying there.
I went down to the dining table, I saw it in the family room and the other room but could not find Mama. I sat alone propping up my chin, not really trying to make Mama sad.
Radit grabbed my hand that was propping up his chin. "don't daydream, let's eat." Radit got me some food. There's no way I'm going to turn it down, somehow every time Radit does something for me I'm always going to obey him.
"Do I need a bribe." asked Radit again looking at my face up close.
"No, I'll eat myself." Slowly put the rice in my mouth. My stomach was so hungry that I didn't feel like I was eating.
"Again?" Radit faithfully served me. I swear to God I feel so special in my family.
"No, I don't want to get fat." I replied.
"It doesn't matter a little fat, I'm still strong to carry you." Radit insinuated me for sleeping in the car.
"I don't want to get fat. I have to be beautiful to get a handsome husband soon, so let my husband work." My answer is still about work.
"What kind of handsome?" Radit asked without looking at me.
"Like you have made me very lucky" I replied in despair considering the bearded man Papa had betrothed
Radit looked at me for a very long time, a slight smile etched on his red lips as if he had found something.
