Come back (Mister Delon's Beloved Wife)
IKTD.

Delon and Zifana who had just finished performing the Magrib Prayer seemed to rub their hands to the face. Delon looked back and extended his hand to Zifana.

Zifana only saw the helping hand, until she finally received a helping hand from Delon and kissed the palm of a man who had been her husband for the past three months.

Delon felt a warm sigh creeping in his heart. Provides a comfort and tranquility that makes him very happy. Never thought, the once evil, gluttonous, heartless woman turned into a woman who for her was very good and perfect.

Zifana let go of her kiss and refocused herself forward, raising her hands in prayer to the creator of heaven and earth.

While Delon was still looking back, watching Zifana's soul-soothing face.

Zifana rubbed her hands against her face, then looked at Delon who seemed to smile as if teasing her. Zifana was upset and looked at her husband. Delon did not seem to respond.

"Have you forgotten how to pray?" said Zifana while stopping praying and releasing mekena.

"Pray facing there," point it towards the Qiblah.

Delon chuckled and stared at Zifana with a beautiful smile.

"Once in a while don't pray. Allah is all-knowing, if my wife is praying for me right now. Saying my name in every prayer he prayed" Delon said.

Zifana looked widened her eyes, shaking her head, was there a human Delon's strings? Was it so sweet to his first wife that it could be fooled so easily?

If I'm still evil, I'll take your treasure, sir. To make me richer, inner Zifana.

"Without taking my treasure in such a dirty way, I will now give it to you if you want, Miss Zifa," said Delon and was able to shock Zifana. Even Zifana had trouble swallowing her caliphate out of shame.

Soon the beautiful woman stood up and carried her mekenya. Zifana closed her eyes for a moment, holding onto her chest which she was currently unable to compromise. How could Delon read his mind?

Delon grabbed the suit that was beside the place to pray. He put the suit on his shoulder without wearing it. He was wearing only a light blue shirt, he stood up and stepped into the door of the mosque. Indeed, he and Zifana had arrived at the mosque when the congregation was finished, and in the end they congregated together.

Zifana's been sitting in the car, her heart really isn't okay right now. Shortly after, Delon appeared in the car.

Zifana glanced at a glance, Delon's figure greatly seized his attention. So good-looking. He sat down and started the car. He put his suit on Zifa's lap. Zifa closed her eyes, as fragrant as the suit was already in Delon's arms.

"So where are we going?" delon asked and made Zifana open her eyes.

"Go home" said Zifana.

Delon furrowed his brows and looked at Zifana questioningly.

"Is there an appointment?" ask Delon.

"I cancelled today, I'm going home soon. I can go there next time" said Zifana who wanted to go home soon and calm her heart.

Delon nodded his head and smiled.

"Okay, it looks like you're comfortable with me so you're breaking your promise. But all right, I'll drive you home after we have dinner together" Delon said casually and ran his car. He seemed happy and broke his promise to Marvel Raditia Dika.

Zifana was just dumbfounded, Delon was really testing her patience.

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