Two Love Belongs to Zahira (Part My Wife!)

32. Still thinking

"Actually there was a friend of mine there who wanted to invite me to start a business, and I was interested" Radit said, his words a little hesitant.

"But our company is here Radit, for what start a new business, the old one we have not fully mastered." the soft voice was so soothing but also made Radit more nervous.

"Just interested dear, I miss our time in that country anyway. You and I were so close, but so far away, that you and I ended up being us." Radit tried to seduce her.

"True, I'm so far from you, I want to be with you from the past until now, promise not to leave me Radit." said Zahira still leaning her head on Radit's chest.

"Instead I'm the one who's afraid you're leaving me Zahira" she said slowly. His heart trembled violently, again the shadow crossed Radit's mind, splitting the affection so great, the happiness became no longer fully enjoyed with Zahira.

The night was getting late, the couple was still reluctant to move on the balcony of his room. Zahira who rested her head on Radit's shoulder had already fallen asleep deep in the dreamland. Radit looked at the face so happy, but it also made his guilt even greater.

Usually the weekend is what Radit is waiting for to spend time with Zahira, but different this time Radit is getting anxious and can not concentrate with Zahira.

"Radit." call Zahira squirming in a blanket that still covers part of her body.

"Yes dear." Radit had woken up first but unlike usual, he leaned back and daydreamed looking in a distant direction. Then Radit stroked the head of Zahira who approached him.

"Usually you'll hug and kiss me in the morning, why don't you do it this morning. Has your love diminished?" zahira asked so innocently, his pursed lips showed he did not like being ignored.

"Don't my love, my love is still the same." Radit immediately grabbed the little body and hugged it tightly, aware that every night he never let Zahira sleep well, but not tonight.

"Are you not feeling well?" Zahira stretched out her hand touching the broad forehead.

"No dear, I just want to see you rest well. You must have been tired for months of this always obeying my never-ending desires." Radit smiled with a friendly look.

"It's my duty as your wife, I'm happy if I can make you happy, you're free to do anything including hitting me if I'm wrong."

"There's no way I can beat you, dear Zahira, the husband is the protector of a wife, protect from heart and physical pain and protect from many other things that you certainly know more than me." Radit replied quickly, his heart churned.

Something was wrong with her words, indeed yesterday she had hurt Zahira, inadvertently already sharing hers with another woman. 'I hurt you Zahira, I hurt you so much. You know, baby, right now I'm so scared of losing you, it's better for God to take my life than to lose you to this stupidity.'

"I know you love me so much." Zahira hugged him tightly.

"Today I have a meeting at the office of dear Mama, then tonight we will attend the inauguration of the new Anggara hotel branch." Radit stroked Zahira's head, while explaining their schedule today.

"Can I go to the salon? I want to relax for a moment." the door was so spoiled.

"Of course, I'll take you before I go to your office. After all, this weekend is just a staff meeting." explained Radit again.

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Radit went down first to open the door for Zahira, preferential treatment since Zahira was a child that never changed both from David and Ayu and Raditya themselves. Zahira came out with a small bag on her small arm, the flickering fingers were grabbed by Radit and carried him inside.

"Honey I go first, later after the meeting I will pick you up" said Radit right after Zahira greeted the salon employees with a very friendly and already in a special room.

"Yes." Yeah." Zahira grabbed Radit's hand and kissed the back of his hand.

Somehow this time Radit felt pain when the tiny lips touched the back of his hand, Radit immediately grabbed the small body into his arms and kissed his face over and over again.

"I'm leaving for a while, baby." he said as if reluctant to release Zahira, but then passed because the meeting time was near.

'What because last night didn't do it to make him so lustful to kiss me.' Zahira smiled amusedly thinking about it.

An hour had passed, Zahira was still relaxing with all the care all over her body, but another customer came into the room to do the treatment. There were footsteps and a conversation between the employee and a woman.

"Please miss" said the official.

Zahira who was a little curious opened her eyes and turned her head. And it turns out that the woman was a schoolmate of Radit, the woman who was seen at the grilled chicken restaurant at that time. Zahira smiled a little, beautiful face after treatment with red lips as well as dimples that are so tempting look so perfect, the girl was surprised but also amazed to see her beauty. As if he had to return Zahira's smile.

There was no conversation, the two young women continued their respective treatments and it seemed that Zahira was about to finish.

"Dear Assalamualaikum." Radit's voice sounded so close.

Zahira opened his eyes and clearly saw the handsome face right above his face, the man standing behind Zahira sitting half-lying down.

"Wa'alaikum greetings dear Radit." replied Zahira smiling sweetly, Radit instantly dropped a warm kiss on that smooth and clean forehead.

"We go to the boutique first, you need a dress dear." asked Radit again because the salon employee was finished.

"Yes" he answered subtly, moving from his seat and reaching for the hijab that was still neatly folded on the table. Then he replaced the hijab he was wearing with a new one.

A person not far beside him looked with a gaze so amazed in disbelief, his eyes did not blink watching the beauty hidden behind his hijab. So perfect and never seen before, naturally Radit was so crazy about the woman.

"It." Radit handed over a credit card to pay the bill to the salon employee.

Zahira stood directly at Radit's reach and hugged him so affectionately.they were not aware of a woman next to him holding the heat of the fire of jealousy, moreover the shadow of yesterday still plastered clearly in his memory. The handsome and dashing Radit always makes him anxious and wants to have, exactly want to repeat the activity again with him.