Two Love Belongs to Zahira (Part My Wife!)

8. Don't want to be away from you

Anggara still enjoy the face of the hijab girl who is still flushed, her heart churns to remember the times she was in love at that time, although in the end had to lose and succumb. Time goes very fast if it is counted down from now, 26 years ago it was very turbulent, on the hijab-wearing girl graceful, beautiful and gentle, she said, every word that came out of his mouth was like a melody that was always burrowing in the ears.

It is a pity that God does not give his blessing, such is the love that is too big to be stored deeply by Anggara, never lost, never extinguished, can not be forgotten just like that.

Until finally he was faced with a girl who was similar, just like him. What a love that is stored neatly is back to life and rebelled, although as hard as possible to force him to stay hidden, but when destiny calls to return to meet, it feels very beautiful as if you want to hold tight.

Anggara shook his head slowly, to be honest he was afraid of the same feeling and the same loss, it was not able to imagine again.

"When God gives me that love again, I beg you, that I may have it. Because losing really makes me hurt." Anggara's heart.

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"Mama, I'm out for a second." Radit talks to Ayu who is busy receiving calls from her clients.

After getting a nod from Ayu, Radit closed the door and left Ayu in his room. Radit drove slowly for quite a while, Radit had arrived in front of the big office he had been used to.

The man entered without looking around, with a perfect look he entered directly into the core room to meet someone.

The door opened, the woman sitting in the room turned her head. "Roman!" The call came closer and very happy.

Radit looked at the girl's face with a hard-to-art look, there was a smile that he kept, as well as a happy one that he neatly closed. His hands did not budge as the girl tugged at his arms, only his heart wanted to cheer.

"Radit you're coming, won't mama be angry?" Zahira looked at that flat face happily.

"No, he doesn't know" he replied without seeing the girl still holding his shirt arm.

"I want to go out, want to buy something." Zahira took off Radit's sleeves and sat back down leaning back.

"What do you want to buy?" Radit sat on the table.

"Want to buy the latest hijab" he replied as he prepared a bag to go with Radit.

"All right, we go together." Radit glanced at him for a moment, then pretended not to see.

"Come on!" Zahira pulls Radit's arm back.

"Where are you guys going?" suddenly Anggara came in.

"I want to go shopping, do you want to buy something?" Zahira answered him very indifferently.

"You can't leave, your job was just taken from the director's office." Anggara showed me the papers in his hand.

"Later on, I'm gonna go with Radit." Zahira raised her voice.

"Can't, wait for a break." Anggara said firmly. It makes Zahira look desperate.

"I'll keep bringing him, we won't be long." this time Radit spoke, his cold gaze attacking.

On the way Radit silently said nothing, only he saw the beautiful face from the glass in front. Every now and then that thin smile was engraved staring at the sweet face that she had always longed for.

"Radit, I'd be bored if your vacation was up. I just want to go with you." Zahira seemed tired of having days she didn't want.

"Aren't you going to stay at Zahira's house?" Radit caught a glimpse of it.

"Yes, but I have no one but you. I don't even have any friends here." Zahira still looks lazy.

"I will accompany you." Radit replied briefly.

"That's impossible, you're going back to Malaysia right?" Zahira looked at the face beside her.

Radit slowed down his car, then stopped. He looked up and faced Zahira.

"Zahira, do you really want to get married young?" Radit looked at him seriously. Zahira stared at Radit and felt something different.

"Yes" she answered briefly, and nervously.

"What kind of husband do you want Zahira?" Radit still looked at him seriously.

Zahira lowered her head, eager to say if the man she wanted was like Radit, but she felt incapable. Where there are people who are similar to his cousin, it feels like all his life he only found one, Radit a.

"Zahira answered me." asked Radit slowly.

Zahira lifted her face, looking clearly at the face of the man who was enjoying the beauty of his face. "If there's anything like you." she replied like she was joking, her smile was a little interested.

"What if I'm not your brother? Will you accept me as your future husband?" Radit tried asking again to convince his heart.

"You're crazy Radit, where there's such a smart guy. I'm the daughter of her sister Mama, although in religion it's still marriageable." Zahira.

"That's you know, still legally married!" Radit shifted his eyes.

Zahira looked down again, she didn't know what to say, even falling in love she had never been. The only man close to her was Radit, nothing else. Because he was his brother back then, and now his status had already turned into a cousin, a reality he could not fully accept.

"I don't want to be away from you Zahira." Radit revealed his heart, though not all. The man reapplied his car without asking Zahira for a reply.

Until no one in the shopping center is quite large, they get off the car, Zahira stepped first, Radit followed and aligned his position.

Zahira turned her head to the tall man slowly, Radit was the same, she turned her head to the girl beside him with a slight smile. For some reason at this time Radit's smile became sweeter than usual, making the girl's heart tremble violently, her heart beating faster, her happiness many times.

"You want to come along." asked Zahira, because the store is meant by a lot of women who are busy choosing clothes.

"Yes." Yeah." Radit grabbed Zahira's hand and invited her in to buy hijab. Really it makes Zahira misbehaved, even though what his name is he feels this time is very different. Though before this Radit had been used to pull his hand if he was in a hurry or there was a sudden need and it felt ordinary.

Zahira looked at the man from the side, "Why is my heart, wanting to be like this forever. Is what Radit said the same feeling? I don't want to be away from you Radit" Zahira said in her heart.