Two Love Belongs to Zahira (Part My Wife!)

44. Lazy is always waiting for you

"I wonder, instead of you eating spicy food like that!" Radit pointed to the back of the meatball wagon where they ate together.

"But it's harder." Merry lowered.

"Tell me." Radit was getting impatient.

"That_"

"What?" Radit stopped and looked at the girl's face seriously.

Merry became very nervous, in a conscious state he looked at Radit's handsome face this close, he was increasingly unable to speak.

"What?" ask Radit again.

"Helped by you" he replied.

Radit knitted his eyebrows together, but there was no lie on the girl's face, even he looked down and did not dare to look at Radit's face.

"Why down? Didn't you dare to start yesterday?" Radit was still watching his second wife, there was a sense of annoyance but there was another sense that was difficult to express.

The girl silently did not dare to stare, her hands were busy stroking her stomach which began to contain. It was clear in Radit's eyes that the woman loved the child in her stomach so much, what was Merry's love for her? Lately such thoughts often shake his feelings.

Radit drove back until an hour later they arrived at Merry's apartment. The two are still silent and do not start talking until Radit will go home soon after driving Merry inside.

"Radit." call him.

Radit turned his head, that beautiful and lethargic face looked eagerly spoiled.

"What's wrong?" answer slowly.

"Can I hold you?" the door was doubtful and sad.

Radit did not answer, only stared hard and long. Until finally the man came back in and approached, with his hands suddenly grabbed and hugged Merry so warm.

Long Merry enjoyed the embrace, her tears dripping down Radit's shirt on her left chest, the hilarity, love, affection, sadness and longing all melted into one. Over time his sobbing became clearer, his shoulders shaking in Radit's arms.

"I'm sorry" he said. "I'm sorry Radit, if I knew from the beginning you were married I wouldn't come near you and interfere with your life. But my love is so great that I find it hard to hold it." Merry was still crying bitterly.

"Here you are, the most important thing is that you are healthy to give birth" replied Radit trying to suppress the turmoil in his heart, resentment, anger and not accept it really still exists, he said, but there is no point in perpetuating that feeling.

Everything has happened, Radit tried to make peace with himself.

"I know Radit, so I won't demand much from you. I'll try not to trouble you anymore." Merry loosened her arms looking at Radit's face with tears still in her eyes.

"If there's my son here anyway, if you need me you can call me" Radit told Merry, his hand touching Merry's stomach a little.

The warm touch made Merry feel comfortable and held radit hands longer, rested his head on the chest of Radit field and enjoyed the fragrance in that chest. As if washed away and forgot everything Radit decided to go back to accompany Merry for a moment to let the girl sleep by hugging her. Staring at the beautiful face that was pregnant with her child so peaceful and calm, a slow breath and tiny lips that look tempting.

Radit smiled involuntarily, watching the woman who was willing to do anything to get herself to pick up her pregnancy. On the whim he opened the girl's cell phone, no photo of anyone but a photo of Merry with his father, and a photo of his beloved man, Raditya.

Occasionally holding his breath not to hunt, a normal man who has married is very easy to awaken his passion. Including this time, it was very like to repeat it with his second wife, moreover, his second wife wanted Radit so much with her.

Zahirah!

Radit only loves Zahira, Radit dumped the phone on the bed, tried to get rid of the girl's hand and saw the clock on the wall by late afternoon, Zahira will be angry and sulking because Radit left without reason where and where.

The man came out in a hurry to his car.

*

"Assalamualaikum Mama!" Zahira is contacting Ayu.

"Wa'alaikum greetings dear." Ayu is so happy to get a call from the child and daughter-in-law.

"Is Radit there Ma?" asked Zahira without further ado, he was really bored at the weekend Radit even went long, not usually Radit like that, even if he worked on Saturday he would not feel at home until the afternoon.

"No baby, Mama's home. What did Radit say would work today?" asked Ayu, there was a voice in-law and her mother was curious.

"No Mama, she said she just wanted to go out with her schoolmates, maybe Radit's coming home soon."

"Let's call my mom to the office, baby, maybe she's there." Ayu tries to calm Zahira down.

"Yes. Assalamualaikum Mama." Zahira ends her call after getting an answer from Ayu.

"Darling!" radit's voice was heard near his ear, apparently since the man was behind Zahira.

"Where have you been?" Zahira pursed her lips, as usual the girl would sulk.

Of course sulking, it was because she did not know where her husband was going, imagine if she already knew!

"I went to my dear friend's house, it just happened to be so crowded that it felt bad to leave them home." Radit said some reassuring words in front of Zahira. In addition to the always warm attitude, where might a romantic man and always indulge his wife will cheat? As soon as Zahira always thought, Radit really loved her.

"Oh, but your phone wasn't active." Zahira points to Radit's cell phone, which Radit showed dead.

"Low battery dear." he said again hugging and peeping his wife's smooth cheeks, inhaling a fragrant aroma that he had never found anywhere.

"I'm lazy to wait for you when you're out, you're always long." Zahira is still a little sulky.

"Next time I won't be long. Or do you want me to meet my friends?" bargain Radit with convincing.

"No, your friend is all male" he replied slowly, of course making Radit very happy.

The sunny afternoon they spent together, telling stories, joking and spoiling. That's how happiness they always enjoy as if time goes very fast if it's both.

Even long nights did not miss them spending together, the perfect beautiful woman so that Radit never let go of his wife even if only for a moment. However, for some reason this time tucked another name that disturbed their happiness, as bright as the shadow of pregnant women who were sleeping soundly in Radit's arms again plastered clearly when Radit will close their eyes.