Two Love Belongs to Zahira (Part My Wife!)

30. Trapped by Merry

Radit stood for a moment looking at the house so quiet, even after entering the living room invisible to four other colleagues.

"Have they not come yet?" Radit turned to Merry for a moment, the girl was always smiling kindly displaying a sweet face.

"They're still waiting for Ryan, he said there's still work at his house and it's likely they'll come together." Merry lets Radit sit in the living room.

Radit sat down with a bad feeling, looking around no one. Before long Merry came out with orange juice in his hand.

"Please drink first, while waiting for them to come. I stayed inside for a while." The girl pointed at the direction of the door she had just exited, it was indeed better considering they were just the two of them, wanting it to feel like Radit was waiting outside alone.

"Ah, okay. Thanks." Radit grabbed the glass and drank it, because the weather was sunny and Radit was thirsty. Long wait made Radit sleepy, but he knew he was at Merry's house, so he held back his sleepiness as much as possible.

A few minutes passed Radit's head became dizzy, for some reason he felt his vision become slightly swayed. Radit leaned back and massaged his head until somehow he did not know what else was going on.

"Radrite."

"Zahira" he said smiling happily amid the strange turmoil and accompanied by dizziness in his head. Zahira embraces him bringing to the spacious room, asking him to lie down and lock the door.

Radit closed his eyes for a moment, then opened his eyes slowly. Radit was surprised to see Merry in front of him. Radit inched to sit with a tense and angry look.

"Merry!" Radit stood up and grabbed the door but in vain the door was locked. "Merry open the door!" Radit yelled at the girl but returned to his head in pain and heat.

This time Radit was no longer a headache, but hot and made something down there stiffen and desperately wanted Merry. In a semi-conscious state Radit asked Merry to open the door and wanted to get out. Many times but in vain, until finally Radit was unable to hold it anymore. Radit hit his own nape with a wooden carving on display on the corner table of the room, but in vain Radit was only dizzy but not to faint, he said, Merry who started first when Radit fell limp due to a wooden blow on his nape, which Radit feared happened, and what Merry so wanted was done already.

The warm-up that he started managed to make Radit lead the game unconsciously, so he did not care who he was mastering. Until finally the release ended everything.

*

While at Zahira's house, the girl was learning to cook with Tuti, so excited she studied, cutting vegetables and onions was the first lesson for Zahira.

"Non peeled the potatoes first." Mbok Tuti gave a knife to peel the potatoes.

"Yes mbok."

Long time he struggled with potatoes, carrots, and also onions, peeling until the cutting is done he did.

"This leek also needs to be cut mbok?" Zahira held the leeks that had been washed.

"Yes non, in a big cut" said Mbok Tuti, the hand of the woman who was grizzled still seemed busy turning on the stove and putting the pan.

Zahira began to seriously cut the chives, the clear eyes barely blinking.

"Hhhh....!!"

"Why non?" Mbok Tuti immediately approached and saw his employer's index finger was bleeding. "Oh no, this pain." Mbok Tuti turned off the stove and immediately ran to pick up the medicine box in the living room.

"In plaster it was non." The wrinkled woman's hand trembled as she wrapped the wound on Zahira's index finger.

For a moment Zahira daydreamed, he thought Radit. had passed ashar he had not yet returned, but Radit said only about an hour more had been completed. Zahira grabs her cell phone which she accidentally puts on the dining table.

"Tuutttt. Tuuuttt."

There was no answer, until many times he repeated the call still no answer, but Zahira tried to think positive maybe soon Radit was back.

And at Merry's.

Radit tried to open his eyes, heavy and faint he saw light green shades on the ceiling of the room. Massaging his forehead and rubbing his face until he finally managed to open his eyes.

"Merry??" Radit was so jolted to see Merry sleeping next to him covered in blankets to the chest, the woman looked messy with her half-jawed hair covering her cheeks and neck. His heart was pounding incoherently, his heart was already muddled in the control of anger and regret.

Radit grabbed her disheveled clothes and splattered on the floor, put them on immediately and tried to grab the blanket that covered Merry's body.

"Wake up!" Radit's voice sounded scary, moreover he found Merry wearing nothing, plain it was plastered real.

Merry wriggled and opened his eyes, he immediately looked at himself and pulled back the blanket that Radit had pulled.

"What did you do to me?" Radit couldn't bear to kill the woman.

"I didn't do anything Radit, you're the one who did this to me." Merry pointed at the mark on his chest.

Radit threw away his face with dislike, indeed he was disgusted with the woman before him, as well as at himself. "From now on let's just say we don't know each other, don't ever see me or call me. Understand!!" radith was so angry.

"That can't be Radit, you've done it to me!" Merry was angry and shouted.

"You're saying I did it, isn't it wrong? You set me up!!" Radit shouted in annoyance, his eyes reddened and his hands clasped tightly.

"Huh, set you up to say? Don't you like it?" Merry smiled mockingly at Radit.

"Like what? I've never liked anything about you, and I hope you don't think this ever happened." Radit pointed at the floor where he was standing.

"No Radit, you should marry me. You've done this to me." Mery gets more emotional and opens his blanket in front of Radit, further making Radit dislike him.

"I told you it's impossible!" Radit stared at him sharply.

"Why? Is it because of your boyfriend?" Merry started shedding tears. "You're so privileged of her, when she's no better than me, she covers her head but kisses and makes out with you in public, it's more disgusting than me sleeping with you in this room" he said no less upset.

"Shut your mouth, he's a thousand times better than you, you're not worth comparing to him at all. He's not touched besides me!" Radit grew angry and tried to find the key to the room.