Two Love Belongs to Zahira (Part My Wife!)
84. I didn't forget
"David, I'm going to Malaysia this afternoon. I got word that if Radit's starting to talk, I need to go see how he is." I spoke to David that morning.
"You can't leave, won't you have a meeting with your business partners including Anggara." David looked at Ayu at a glance.
"Ah, I almost forgot. What about Radit?" said confused.
"Tomorrow we go together." David proposes to his wife.
"alright. Should you go with David?" ayu asked David before he left.
"I'm lazy everywhere, I better go to the office, and Zahira's company doesn't need an annual meeting to get a new project." David was sure.
"Then I go alone, then I'll go home." Ayu carrying her fancy little bag.
"Be careful" said David as Ayu's hand grabbed David's hand and kissed him on the cheek.
"Yes." Yeah."
That morning at the Anggara Hotel, the large room was filled with all the participants of the meeting. Consisting of many leaders of large and medium-sized companies, and the chairman of the meeting was always Anggara, the man was the largest and richest shareholder in the world.
"Good morning!" anggara smiled with a fresh and handsome face.
"Good morning, Mr. Anggara." they answered a light greeting from a big boss.
Time goes slowly, until finally the meeting is finished with a little small talk this time, married a few days make the figure of Anggara turn warmer.
"I heard you've married Mr Anggara?" one of the bald-headed men asked, the man was sitting right beside Anwar.
"Yes, that's right. Sorry can not invite you all because it is only done simply and family alone." Anggara smiled with dignity.
"Oh, it's a pity that you are a great businessman, in terms of finances and preparation is certainly not a problem." the man said again.
"My wife is a simple person, don't want her marriage to be too luxurious" Anggara explained with a face that looks very happy.
"You're so lucky, I think such a woman is extinct in this world." she chuckled at the other.
"Maybe because she married a very beautiful woman, so that not everyone would see her, even the media is being curious about her face and name." They seemed excited about the big boss's wedding.
"really?" others are getting curious to hear it.
"Really! I was present at his wedding that day." one of the young men replied, envying the others for the most part because they were not invited.
"My wife is ordinary, only for me she is the most beautiful." Anggara replied increasingly warm the atmosphere.
"Truly." there are only those who say, but they are sure if Anggara's wife must be very beautiful.
Ayu still did not speak up, the woman just laughed with her narrow eyes did not stop paying attention to Anggara. Why is Anggara so happy today? Not usually the quiet man became friendly and told a lot, it seems he was very proud to marry and have a wife who has not been published by him, Ayu was really curious. And oddly enough the invisible Anggara stared at him what else greeted as usual.
The room had started to quiet, finished shaking hands with each of them retreating. Not unless Ayu of course, the woman approached and shook hands like the others.
"Why don't you tell me you're married?" tanya Ayu ventured.
"Just a simple event." Anggara replied briefly also did not look friendly.
"Even if I like you, it won't make the girl's life come back" she replied with an icy look.
"I hope you don't forget that I'm his mother." Ayu tried to remind.
"I don't forget, not to forget at all including when the twenty-year-old car was burned to the ground with a girl." Anggara smiled a little.
"You think I'm not sad, I raised him to adulthood, and now losing it is painful. Losing a daughter, and my son being depressed, isn't that enough to make me suffer so much? You won't understand what it's like."
"I understand! What I don't understand is that you guys didn't feel at all guilty about that terrible event. What if instead, your charred son was burning with a heart wound because his wife was already pregnant with another man?" Anggara can no longer resist emotions.
His brown eyes turned to look at the man who looked down uncomfortably on his desk. "What if your daughter was the one who had to die when her husband slept alone with another woman, didn't you realize your daughter had gone too far? Didn't you teach her to be a good person, not to be a cheap woman!" the clasping made some people silent.
"Sorry, it's out of my control. I never even took care of him after he made that mistake" Anwar replied.
Anggara glared sharply at Ayu, her thin lips smiling cynically. "You even keep it."
Ayu was already impossible to answer and argue with him, she passed by holding tightness inside her chest.
"We're done, I'm sorry." Anggara left the room with some people still did not dare to move. For the first time they saw the anger of Anggara.
While Anwar did not dare to raise his face, the man was truly ashamed of the fact that his daughter was opened in front of his other colleagues. But not only embarrassed, he was also proud of Anggara's anger, as if telling his colleague that he was currently working with the David family, a family with two large companies that are quite respected, as well, it can certainly lift its popularity in the business world.
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Elsewhere, the girl was enjoying shopping with a woman of the Fifty years, her little hands busy reaching for her various needs.
"Not this Non, we're going to find a nicer bag." the old woman's hand held Zahira's hand as she grabbed the beautiful bag inside a glass.
"It's good Auntie."
"But there's something better." Aunt smile.
They headed for a glass-walled shop full of bags on display inside.
"Take it as you please." Aunt told him.
Zahira approached and picked up the bag that was displayed at the front, a happy smile bloomed staring at the bag that was so beautiful and elegant, she liked it.
"We're going home Auntie." she asked him to be satisfied to go around the giant shopping center.
"Come." auntie also followed Zahira's steps out of there.
"He hasn't paid!" the woman yelled at Zahira so that all the visitors were excited as well as a number of security guard at the exit, they crowded around Zahira and Lastri in the doorway.
Dozens of sharp gazes were also insulting to be seen judging the two people of different ages, but there was no worry on the face of the old woman who was smiling turned to the woman who was feeling victorious.
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