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

Delon took something in his pants pocket, gave something he bought from the pharmacy on the way home, when Zifana was sound in her sleep.

Zifana widened her beautiful eyes, looking at the plastic bag Delon had given her. He was shocked, staring at Delon who seemed to intimidate him. Forcing her to do a pregnancy test with the device given by Delon.

"Wait what else?" ask Delon.

Zifana was still thinking and seemed to look at Delon's helping hand at her. His heart seemed to be stepping jump from looking at the tool. When did Delon buy it? Did he sleep too well in the car?

"Sister, but.... "

"Let me sleep quietly, you know Dear, I'm very curious. Don't let me die curious" Delon said.

Zifana, who was grumpy because of Delon's words, seemed to sigh deeply, receiving the plastic bag that Delon gave her. What will the result be? Anxiously Zifana stared at the plastic bag. Hoping to get pregnant, but she and Delon just got better. Is Delon really going to treat himself as his favorite wife?

Zifana was in a dilemma, wasn't she determined to forgive Delon? Hais, you arrogant Miss. Why still doubt? Zifana's grouse cursed itself.

Zifana stepped into the bathroom, with her heart riled up to take the device. Zifana does this according to the instructions for use listed on the tool pack.

With an anxious heart Zifana stared at the long-shaped tool that was now standing in a container. After a while later, Zifana lifted the tool.

Zifana rubbed it with tissue, her heart dag dig dug unfavorably. What outcome?

Slowly Zifana threw the tisue into place.

"Zifa, please condition her heart, calm her heart, don't be nervous," she softly patted her chest that dag dig unworthily.

Zifana turned the test pack that was originally reversed, the net slowly focused on the white tool. Zifana closed her mouth tightly when she saw two red lines plastered real on the tool.

Zifana took a few steps back, staggered back, her legs limp. Even his heart was beating unbearably. Between haru and happy, mixed in his mind.

"Alhamdulillah," he wrote.

So all this time why did he want to be hugged by Delon for this? Want to meet up to dare to Wilantama group because there is this blood tie?

Forcing a ZA group to deliver a car is his wish? Not that, even it was just an alibi of his arrogance that seemed not to want to meet Delon. In the deepest of hearts, there was no urgent desire to get in that car. What led her to the Wilantama group was the encouragement of her heart to meet her husband. Will he lie to himself?

Zifana shook her head, as soon as the beautiful woman opened the door, she wanted to meet Delon immediately.

Zifana came out of the bathroom, but there was no Delon in her room. Zifana closed her eyes, her tears melted. Where's husband? A sense of tightness lodged in his heart? Will he be disappointed? Will she cry and be sad again?

Zifana walked towards the balcony of the room, her heart slightly relieved when she saw Delon seemed to get a phone call there. Zifana rubbed her tears, she was indeed crying and whining like this.

At the same time, Delon hung up her phone and walked inside. The two cross paths, Zifana can not wait anymore, Zifana coiled her hands on her husband's body. Seeking warmth in her husband's field chest.

Delon scrunched his forehead, not usually Zifana like this. Zifa looked happy like this. What will Zifana, his wife, show? Delon felt warm droplets wetting the shirt he was wearing. She was sure Zifana was crying.

"Dear, what makes you cry? Did I hurt you?" Panicked Delon seemed to push Zifana's body slowly. Looked at his wife's face.

Delon stretched out his hand to wipe away Zifana's tears, holding both of Zifana's cheeks that were swollen with tears.

"What makes you cry, huh?" ask Delon.

Zifana took Delon's hand on her cheek and gave something there.

"Sister, this is the result" he said softly while putting the tool in Delon's hands.

Delon stared at the pregnancy test she had bought. Delon turned the tool back on its stomach. His heart dag dig dug not careless. Zifana looked at him questioningly. Zifana as if asking him to see it for himself.

Delon let out a long sigh and directed his eyes to his hand. With mixed feelings he focused his eyes towards the test pack. A beautiful smile rose from her lips.

"Alhamdulillah" he said.

Delon smiled looking at Zifana who looked relieved, his wife's tiny body. Zifana who was shocked spontaneously put her hand on the neck of the handsome man who was her husband.

"I love you, Zifana aurora manda," he said affectionately.

Zifana closed her eyes, repeatedly Delon said the word love. Heard it warm in his ears. Very cool his heart. Thrilling heart.

"I love you too, brother,"

But, Zifana was only able to answer it in her heart.

"We should celebrate, then pray together" said Delon who looked a little troubled because Zifana still did not answer the word love from him. But repeatedly also he reminds himself to be patient again and show his love to the woman who became his port of love. Convince her heart that there is Zifana's love for her.

Delon lowered Zifana in front of the toilet, both looking at each other.

"Sister" said Zifana. He was silent as Delon's gaze pointed at him. His tongue was back, he just smiled.

"Yes, is there something you want to say?" ask Delon. Zifana shook her head. But he walked over and landed a brief kiss on Delon's cheek and went into the bathroom and closed the door.

Delon held her cheeks reddened, perhaps Zifana did not say her love. But he felt that.

"I can feel your love Miss," she said. Her net is staring at the pregnancy test that shows the two red lines.

Zifana felt her heart beating indignantly, rubbing her flat stomach. He leaned himself against the door.

"I can only now show my love, rather than saying it without proof, like you did before. I hope you can feel it, until I am able to say it," said Zifana.

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Gisel sped up the speed of his car, he avoided the car that had followed him.

"Who is he?" annoyed Gisel and again speed up the speed of his car. Increase the speed of the car to the maximum speed. But, still the car did not give up and continued to follow him.

"****," Gisel.

At the same time, the car cut off Gisel's steps and stopped in front of Gisel's car. Gisel inevitably had to stop his car suddenly. Gisel felt annoyed, felt furious. When his heart was very upset accidentally met with Willy earlier, then now even in jahili people? So irritating.

Gisel clasped the car, hoping the owner would leave. But apparently not, he came out and knocked on Gisel's car door. And Gisel could clearly see who was next to his car.

"Are you out or did I smash the glass Miss?" said the man and was willing to make Gisel furious and had to go out.

The two looked at each other, as if conveying body language that seemed to miss each other.

Over there, someone observed them and gave information to their Master.

"So where is Young Master? I miss her, and she ignores her own mother? What's he doing?" upset the middle-aged woman who just returned from country X.

"Young Master with Madam's woman, it seems like a special woman. Because I, who had been following Young Master since, clearly noticed that the young master was following the woman" he said.

The middle-aged woman furrowed her brows, who was that woman? His son was not close to women for a long time. Also not wanted.

"You, take the Young Master and the woman here right now" she said, then hung up her phone.

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