Two Love Belongs to Zahira (Part My Wife!)
The perfect ending
Nine years later.
Both sons of genius Anggara have been in college in London for three years, taking S2 at once and graduating at the age of not even Eighteen years with the best grades, carrying the name of the country of origin with pride, both will be home today.
"Honey hurry, this morning they arrived at the airport." Radit looked at the clock on his wrist a few times.
"Before a while." replied Zahira was in his room, some days they were in the big house Anggara, deliberately preparing a room for their son who came home with extraordinary success.
In front of the mirror Zahira saw the reflection of himself that seemed to fit with a little ornate.
Then stand by breathing many times, happy and should hear the return of the two. The steps are fast, but then stop for a moment when passing a large photo in the middle room of the ground floor.
Aggara, he was still handsome with his smile. Zahira murmured inwardly, saying that the proud and beloved son of her husband would soon arrive.
'They will be great leaders, just as you want them to be. They have arrived and are ready to continue all the good you have.'
"Let's go sweetie." Radit embraces Zahira who is stunned by the photo of a man.
"Yes." Yeah." Zahira smiled warmly, received Radit's embrace and walked out, impatient to meet and hug the two handsome sons.
"Let's go sweetie." Zahira slightly shouted to the little girl Ten years old, her little legs look so agile running among the roses that once was a place to share the happiness of Zahira with Anggara. A fragrant flower garden, beautifully filled with colorful butterflies. Ameera likes it too.
The three drove with Raditya's latest car. The road is not too crowded today, the three will arrive on time.
"Mom, am I beautiful?" ask the little girl who was wearing the pink dress.
Zahira laughed as well with Raditya, they looked at each other with Ameera's behavior that seemed to be all wrong with her hair that had been on the left and right bun, respectively, only looks bothered when her hair that is not too long closes her forehead.
"You are beautiful, dear." replied Radit still laughing at his daughter.
"Son will laugh at me if I'm ugly." she said again, with big teeth on the front.
"No, they will miss you a lot." replied Zahira hugging her daughter who was standing behind them.
"We have arrived" Radit said as their car began to turn and enter the parking area.
"Let's go sweetie." Zahira invites Ameera to come down immediately.
"Mother go first" he said, looking reluctant to move on.
"Why?" ask Zahira again.
"Later after Brother arrives." He still won't come out.
"Alright, stay there and jug it out." Radit let his daughter stay inside.
I don't know what the little girl was thinking.
"But he's alone, honey?" Zahira was a little worried.
"No problem, we'll just wait for them here." Radit just stepped not far from their car.
Not so long ago, the passengers had exited the aircraft, it appears all the passengers were carrying their own suitcases.
Some people had already passed but had not yet seen their two sons.
"Why so long?" zahira looked worried.
"Maybe it's still behind dear." Radit hugged Zahira, as usual they were always warm and friendly.
A few minutes after the passengers, everything was over.
It appeared that two young men were walking quickly towards them, the smiles of both of them expanding with handsome faces and full of charisma.
Satria with her hair looks neat like when she was a child, she likes Korean hairstyles. While Sadewa with short hair neat like his father.
Zahira cried before embracing them, her beautiful eyes blurred even more with the appearance of her two grown sons. Handsome and handsome are both like Anggara.
"Mother." call Sadewa hugging his mother so tightly, in the afterlife Satria also do not want to miss.
"Mom misses you" said Zahira in tears, the last two years Zahira did not meet them, only Radit who always visited and checked all their needs.
"We also miss Mom very much." replied Satria hugging with her warm hands.
"Two years makes you all very mature." Zahira loosened her arms, looking at her two sons from toe to head.
"Of course Mother, we've been almost eighteen years. It's grown up."
Both smiles look so warm.
"Didn't you miss Dad?" tanya Radit smiled watching the longing of the mother and child.
"Thank you for everything Dad" said Satria hugging so tightly.
"For what? I didn't do anything." Radit rubbed the shoulders of the two men.
"Where is Ameera?" Satria realized something, her sister had not yet appeared.
Radit pointed at the covered car.
Satria approached the car with a happy smile. Opening and hugging the beautiful little princess seemed to hide her face behind the palm of her hand.
"Sister." his whine was still hiding, even more hiding when in the arms of Satria.
"Why hide, Brother misses your pretty face." Sadewa grabbed it from Satria's embrace.
"Mother." his whimper slightly shouted.
Sadewa raised Ameera's slender body to a height parallel to her.
His eyes were small, narrow like Radit. Her lips were tiny with a tapered nose at the end. Her skin was pure white with neat hair and a beautiful dress.
"You are beautiful." muttered Sadewa looking at the face of her little sister.
"Mbuuu." she went back to whining but couldn't come down because Sadewa raised her too high.
The days continued until one week later.
Two young men in neat and expensive suits entered the large Anggara Office.
The eyes of both of them looked sharp with handsome faces, everyone looked down respectfully at the new leader.
"From today, the leadership of the company will be handed over to my two sons, Satria and Sadewa" Zahira said at the meeting.
They smiled faintly with the authority of a leader, just like his father.
"Congratulations to you" said Radit who was also present as a business partner.
"Thank you Dad, without you we wouldn't be at this point" Sadewa said, hugging Raditya.
Radit smiled happily.
"Before, when I was hostile to your father when he took your mother. I said I'd beat him." Radit told me a little inside the director's room.
Satria and Sadewa were very serious about listening.
"He said*You took twenty years to destroy all of mine. But my kids don't take twenty years to become great leaders, and you can't beat them. You were still in the womb." Radit laughed a little at that.
"It turns out, I can't beat you guys, because you're my son" Radit said tearfully.
"You are great people" said Sadewa.
"Thank you for taking care of us and Mom" Satria said.
"You're the best dad."
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If happiness cannot be asked, then give happiness to the person who is also injured, that in relief there will be happiness that accompanies it....
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