Two Love Belongs to Zahira (Part My Wife!)

45. Is he really cheating

"Today's the last exam of my semester, there's only one course so I'm home early and I'm going to the office." said Zahira sitting at the dresser pairing beautiful Bross in her hijab.

"Alright, you'll be picked up by Mama's driver." Radit will always make decisions.

"No problem, sister Tina will also stand by me." Zahira seemed to think. "I will learn to drive with Papa or Tina, it will be troublesome if I have to be picked up everywhere. A businessman can't drive, that sounds a little weird."

"I'll teach you Zahira, why should Papa or Sis Tina." Radit glanced at his wife who was done.

Zahira approached Radit, tidied his tie and prepared his jacket. "I've been wanting to learn from you for a long time, but lately you've been going a long time with your friends" she said, tidying up her husband's neck jacket.

"Sorry dear." Radit grabbed and hugged the well-dressed little body.

"Let's go." take Zahira, he must leave early this Monday.

"Be careful to go home later, or call Papa alone" he said worried when Zahira had arrived at the campus.

"Yes dear." replied Zahira, this time she was the one who kissed Radit's cheek, and went out because she was in a hurry.

"Zahira!"

Zahira turned her head, looking like Ana was half running towards him.

"I think you've come first" said Zahira smiling broadly at his best friend.

"My car broke down, I got on an angkot" she replied, still breathing.

"Rest first there, there's still a few minutes." Zahira looked at the clock in her hand.

"Oh yeah, that guy who always drives and picks you up, is he your girlfriend or your fiancee?" Ana looked at her best friend's face curiously.

"He's..." Zahira seemed to think.

"I'm guessing for sure your fiancee, because you've always kept your distance from a male friend." Ana answered her own curiosity.

"I.. Yes." he replied hesitantly.

"But_" this time Ana looks doubtful.

"Why?" zahira asked, looking at her best friend's face looked tense and wrong.

"But, I saw your fiancee yesterday at _"

"Where?" Zahira became curious and her heart became unsettled.

"But you need to calm down, and don't be mad at me." Ana plays the tip of her index finger, she looks still hesitant.

"No, why be angry with you!" Zahira smiled at the nervousness of her best friend.

"You prepare your ears and your heart" he asked again.

"Let's! Just tell me why so long?" Zahira was upset.

"Well, yesterday I saw your fiance coming to my mother's clinic" she said, looking at Zahira bit her lip a little, she couldn't bear to say anything like that.

"Clinic?" Zahira frowned, her mouth slightly opened trying to think of a positive thing.

Ana nodded. "Together with a woman."

"What! The lady?" Zahira was stifled to hear it all, his saliva dried up suddenly with an increasingly guessing mind.

"Yes. The doctor at the clinic was my mom" he added.

"Why is he there?" Zahira tried more explanations from her best friend.

"Check_"

"They checked Zahira's pregnancy, Radit even ate alone with the woman in front of the clinic." explained Ana, the girl thought it would be better to tell Zahira than her best friend in lying.

"pregnancy?" Zahira could not hold it anymore, her tears dripped down to wet the hijab that covered her chest.

"Sorry Zahira, I didn't mean to make you sad, but I really saw it, I was in the clinic since morning because Mama's assistant was on leave" Ana said.

"It's okay" she replied softly, her tears growing increasingly unable to contain her anymore.

"But you can't be too sad, just look for more evidence and cancel your engagement. He doesn't deserve to be defended, there are even a lot of men after you Zahira." Ana clasps Zahira's hand, trying to encourage her.

"Thank you Ana" she said, still teary-eyed.

Of course it's not difficult if they're still engaged, but what really happens is that they're married. Zahira held onto her chest trying to brush off what she heard, but it was still unable to keep her from crying. The rumbling chest was seen going up and down, something was breaking inside there, of course his heart was being injured.

"Let's go in, you have to finish the exam today." Ana grabbed Zahira's shoulder.

"Yes." replied Zahira wiping away her tears.

Today's test was passed even though he did not know how it turned out, the little hand shook withstanding the increasingly raining pain, even just now he did not know what to write.

"I'll go home first." Zahira was already preparing with a bag on her shoulder.

Ana nodded, the girl was still busy with the stationery that was still messy on the table.

Zahira booked a taxi and drove to her office, as her original plan was today to go to the office to meet her secretary Tina. Zahira sat leaning back with a look of despair, her mind drifting towards Radit and, indeed Zahira felt strange in recent times Radit has been out for so long. 'Is it true that Radit cheated, if so what's my fault for you Radit? I never even denied you." Zahira dissolves into daydreams and a fervent thought, wanting to disbelieve, 'But there's no way Ana would lie to make up such a complete story, that detailed? He doesn't know Radit.'

"Miss has arrived!" the taxi driver's voice ripped Zahira's daydream.

"Thank you sir." Zahira smiled and went straight down.

"Good day Miss?" his secretary's voice was already greeting.

"Good day, too, Sister Tina." Zahira smiled seeing her secretary already standing in front of the office waiting for her arrival.

"I was just about to pick you up" he said as he walked along.

"no need. I want to learn to drive from you." Zahira looked at the peaceful looking adult face.

"Later in the afternoon how?" The woman was so excited.

"Of course I'm ready, don't you interrupt my sister's break?" asked Zahira again, she always called Tina with a familiar greeting.

"Of course not." One hand allowed Zahira to enter the room first.

"Sister, I actually want to talk to you about one thing." Zahira glanced at the door to close.

Tina understood and immediately shut down also locked it. "What's wrong?" ask the adult woman to take it seriously.

"I want to know all the assets of my mother and father?" ask Zahira without further ado.

"I have a copy of the file, but I don't think it's all. Only Mr. David and Ms. Ayu know everything Miss." Tina was very sure.

"I feel bad if I have to ask my mom and dad. Doesn't anyone else know?" ask Zahira again.

"There's."

Zahira looked pleased. "Who?"

"Pak Anggara" he replied back to Zahira's gaze.

"I think I need to see her." Her beautiful face turned sad.