Two Love Belongs to Zahira (Part My Wife!)

05. Will always be with you

Zahira had been quiet all day in her room, and today's campus interview was missed. Let alone to go to campus, to eat it feels like he is no longer able to. Until the night he still did not want to eat anything, Ayu and David also felt the same until the night the food at the table only they made a spectacle.

"Mama." the familiar voice of the only boy.

"Darling you've arrived, sorry we forgot to pick you up." Ayu tried not to stare at her son, as it was certain that his eyes were still swollen.

Radit looked at the faces of his parents in turn, then approached David. "What's up, papa?" tanyanya slow.

They looked at each other and David took her to the study.

"You read this." David gave Zahira's identity file. "It's time you knew." he said again.

Radit took the file, but not to mention he read it he asked first. "Do Zahira and I have a blood relationship?" Radit looked at his papa.

"No." she answered briefly.

Radit immediately returned the file, apparently not interested in opening it or seeing it. This astonished David greatly.

"I've known for a long time" he said, leaving. David still couldn't believe it.

The sound of footsteps climbing the stairs sounded slow but surely he was already upstairs. He walked towards the room of a girl who was daydreaming, staring blankly at the dark sky. Radit turned towards the living room where Zahira often played the piano. He began to press and play the tone of Zahira's favorite song, 'Assalamualaika' which he used to sing. Radit plays a soft acoustic song, hoping Zahira will approach and abandon her daydreaming activities.

Surely not half the song he played, Zahira was already seen approaching even though Radit pretended not to realize until he was standing right next to him.

"Zahira." Radit stopped playing music, the two stared at each other. Radit saw the sad beautiful face was very tight.

"Radit me_." His speech was interrupted with the roar of tears that had already fallen.

Radit held her shoulder asking her to sit across. "What makes you sad Zahira?" tanyanya smooth.

Zahira was crying more and more, her hands clinging to the seeping turmoil on the chest. "I'm scared" he said later.

"What you're afraid of, Mama and Papa are still yours. Since childhood they were yours Zahira." Radit tried to calm him down.

Zahira looked at Radit who was so calm knowing that.

"The current fear is mama and papa, after you know everything they're afraid you don't love them as sincerely as your heart anymore, not Zahira instead." Radit still looked at him even closer.

"But I."Zahira is still a bit.

"You don't have to be afraid, don't they take care of you and love you from the baby and from the baby they know you weren't born to you. They love you with all their heart." Clearly again.

This time Zahira stopped her crying, staring at Radit for a very long time.

"Are you afraid of losing me?" Radit brought his face closer, diving into the eyeballs that were still left with tears. Making Zahira glued to such a close eye, she did not know what to say.

"I'll always be with you" she said with a sweet smile, one of her index fingers wiping away the tears on Zahira's cheek. They did not realize behind the room his parents had stood watching everything from earlier.

"David" said Ayu's mom squeezing her husband's arm.

"I saw it." David didn't blink.

"That's David's love." Ayu was like having trouble swallowing her saliva, her chest rumbled watching her two children being in love with each other.

David immediately invited him down to leave the two children who comforted each other.

"We can't do anything if love has spoken between the two" David said to his wife who still looks distrustful.

"I saw my brother, it was love 18 years ago" she said with tears.

"Then what if it's the same love?" David stroked his wife's shoulder.

"I'm afraid of David, I'm afraid of that much love. Great love, of course, the test is also very big." he looks scared this time.

"Mama" the subtle voice stopped their conversation.

"David is Zahira." They both rushed out to meet her daughter.

"Yes dear." Ayu's voice shook.

"I'm hungry Mama" she said, not crying anymore.

"Let's eat baby, we're hungry too, aren't we Papa?" Ayu wiped her tears immediately invited Zahira and Radit to eat together. She was afraid that Zahira would be angry or not call her Mama again, but she was looking for her and wanted to eat together. Ayu feed rice into her mouth with tears mixed. The fear of loss is certainly still a lot stored in the heart.

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Morning

"Zahira, forgive Papa." David looked at his girl who looked sad.

"I'm fine Papa, I love you so much" he said sincerely, making David deeply moved.

"I also love you very much Zahira, the son of Papa." she replied sounding warm.

"Papa, can I tell you where you and your mother lived before you gave birth to me?" ask David.

"Are you ready to see it?" David asked again.

"Of course, papa, I just want to know" he replied innocently.

"Alright, we'll be there this afternoon" he said with a smile.

"I'm coming along." Radit sat next to Zahira. She shamelessly glanced at the beautiful face that was looking at her father.

'Why his behavior reminds me of my partner's acute bruise' Inner David saw Radit's behavior. She shook her head while smiling a little.

"You don't have to come, I want to go with Papa." Zahira sat too close.

"No way, I'll still be coming. I have no activity anyway." he replied.

"As far as you go." Zahira resigned against his words.

"Usually you've always wanted to go with me, why don't you now?"

"Not not willing, this is a personal matter" he replied.

Making Radit chuckle at her, "Yes tomorrow I'll go back to Malaysia if you don't need me." Radit moved from his seat.

"Eh, not so." Zahira tries to hold him back, Radit soon passes leaving Zahira inside.

"Roman!" Zahira chases after him, leaving David alone.

"By the boy, if you're in love forget the old man."

"Roman..!!!" This time Zahira shouted, because it was difficult to stop the steps of Radit who was higher than him.

"What's wrong?" Radit. That pretty face that was pouting looked very cute in his eyes.

"Don't be angry" he said again.

Radit walked back to him, so close. "I'm not angry, I just want to know your father's face" he replied, having to duck the beautiful girl shorter.

"All right, we're going." Zahira. Of course, it made the man smile happily.