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

"When's brother been here?" zifana asked as if intimidating. She felt Delon hugging her, felt Delon downing her last night. How is Delon here?

Delon did not answer, but entered Zifana's room. Zifana followed in the footsteps of Delon who put warm soup on the sofa table by the window.

"Sister, can you answer me?" ask Zifana who is getting curious.

Delon stood up and turned his steps staring at Zifana, the two facing each other. The two looked at each other, wading through their feelings.

"Do I have to answer?" delon asked with a mischievous smile.

Zifana opened her eyes, annoyed at Delon's reply like this and it made her emotions overflow.

"Is it hard for you to answer? It's my apartment, and I can't let anyone else in, it could endanger me. What if...."

Delon grabbed Zifana in his arms, tightly hugging the woman he loved so much.

"Zifa please, don't say if you're why napa. Because I will never forgive myself if anything happens to you, because I will take care of you Zifa. Make sure you're going to be okay" Delon said.

Zifana felt a tightness in her heart, Zifa patted her chest softly which felt tight. He enjoyed the same warm embrace he felt all night.

"Bi nur last night I was interrogating. She looked terrified, so I asked her to ask for access to your apartment from a housekeeper who was a member of the mansion as well" Delon said.

Zifana closed her eyes, and she was also with her husband. Zifana let out a long sigh, still in the same position. She did not change her position at all, she was very comfortable in the warm embrace of her husband.

"This is where I really feel stupid, after being fooled by Vely. I'm being fooled by the house people, so what exactly do my mom, grandpa, Andreas and my sister know all this and deliberately fool me?" ask Delon.

Zifana took a long breath. Andrew, his grandfather and mother knew. Even my mother repeatedly came here asking her to meet Delon and visit him, even though she did not agree. But Brother? Does Delon have a sister? Not even once did he meet her.

"Why divert the conversation, brother? Why is the muter unclear? I've only been asking since when?" Zifana pushed Delon away, as if she didn't need the hug. It was already relieved once he was in Delon's arms and did not have to bother bother whining or asking for a hug on Delon.

Delon chuckled softly and looked at Zifana calmly.

"Since last night, I accompanied your sleep last night, too" said Delon as he rubbed softly on Zifana's smooth cheeks which were currently blushing red. Zifana closed her eyes and rolled her steps back at Delon. So last night was there really Delon? Really hugged Delon? Jesus, angry? Ah no. Be happy? Ah I don't know. Zifana smiled, but she was embarrassed.

Delon hugged Zifana from behind, putting his chin on Zifana's shoulder. The fragrant fragrance of Zifana makes it lulled. It was last night that he accompanied Zifana. The limp Zifana had already closed her eyes, painstakingly the handsome man massaging Zifana's legs. Put oil on his feet.

"Why are you angry?" tanyakanya.

Zifa was speechless, was this the affection Delon had given for Vely? Then, how can the woman betray if in reality Delon is very warm if it has solidified his heart. Is this what made him never accept it first? She's not Casanova. Cannot take off and receive in one time.

Zifana felt a sense of tightness, could she possibly forgive Delon? Will Delon keep him when another woman comes to the wedding? Delon had a heart that he was actually very sincere about.

Zifana turned her body, both of them staring at each other. Zifana tries to recognize Delon, trying to understand Delon. One thing he held and felt. That when Delon anchors one heart, he will never accept another heart to enter at will in his heart.

"Do I deserve to be angry? Do I deserve to be upset with a husband who tries to give his wife attention, love, affection?" ask Zifana.

Delon widened his eyes, happy? Sure.

"Aren't you angry?" ask Delon Enthusiastic.

"Maybe I don't believe it completely, but I'm trying to give it a chance. God is very forgiving, even I was not a good person. Maybe it's good we improve, together learn to be better," said Zifana.

Delon was very happy and hugged Zifana in his arms again.

"But that doesn't mean you're going all you want" Zifana continued.

"I was just worried about you, I heard you spewing out your bowels" Delon said.

"I'm just not feeling well, now take off your arms" Zifana said. Delon let go of his embrace and looked at his wife.

"We're better? Just eat my soup if you agree to it" Delon said.

Zifana was speechless, usually she didn't like eating anything this late. For the sake of getting better, he grabbed the warm soup that was on the table. Sit down and eat foods that seem to taste very good in the tongue.

"Thank you, brother" he said. Zifana smiled faintly.

"How can I be so good?" his inner.

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