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

On a beautiful morning, Zifana and Delon who had been performing the Fajr Prayer immediately thought, praying to the Almighty, asking for their wishes and hopes.

When they finished, they looked at each other, Zifana kissed the back of her husband's palm. Delon immediately kissed Zifana's head.

"Darling, when did you quit your job?" delon asked his wife. Zifana seemed to be thinking and staring at Delon.

"Actually I already want to be home, but there's still one thing I want to finish, Mas" said Zifana.

Delon, who had been silent, looked towards Zifana. Mas's? The call made her smile. Amused to hear the word Mas spoken by Zifana softly.

Zifana looked at Delon and pinched Delon's stomach. He was ashamed to be looked at like that.

"Ouch.... Why pinch it, honey?" his protest. There was still a smile on his lips.

"Sucks, why smile try?" tanya Zifana looked annoyed.

"Yes a smile, his wife calls him beautiful, try to say again. How did you call him?" tanya Delon looked seductive. Zifana widened her eyes, her cheeks reddish, she grew even more embarrassed.

"What the hell, do you want me to call you brother again?" the protest looked upset.

Delon chuckled and looked at his wife in the shade.

"Repeat" pinta Delon.

"No" replied Zifana.

"Okay, then I'll...."

Zifana again pinched Delon's stomach until the man grabbed Zifana in his arms. Actually not sick, but he was very anxious with a beautiful woman wrapped in pink mekena.

The two looked at each other, Zifana really felt the warmth in Delon's lap. He stared at the handsome face of the man who was wearing a cocoa shirt and black peci. The man who locked her in his arms.

"Let go, this is I can't breathe lo," Zifana said without a frills call.

Delon furrowed his brows and chuckled again.

"Don't want to escape if you don't want to repeat calling him," said Delon.

Zifana glanced at the clock on the wall, it seemed like she would be late to the office if it continued this way. Although actually in this position is very comfortable, but this is not the right time.

Delon immediately let go of his embrace after a brief kiss on Zifana's lips affectionately.

"I Love You" she whispered in Zifana's ear. Really, Zifana's heart doesn't seem to be doing well, beating faster than usual.

"So how? When do you want to stop working?" ask Delon.

"Actually I already want to be at home, but there is still one thing I want to finish, Mas," replied Zifana repeating his words earlier with embarrassment.

Delon looked at Zifana who was now folding the mekena she was wearing.

"What do you want to finish?" ask Delon.

"I want to give the sakura authority of the group to Kak Selena, I plan to reverse the name of the company on behalf of Alya. Hopefully everything goes well, after everything is done, I will stop, because at that time I no longer hold the authority," said Zifana.

Delon let out a long sigh, so as good as Zifana thought? One thing he was proud of was his wife.

"Why not your sister's name?" ask Delon. Zifana took a long breath.

"For me, Alya is more entitled" he replied briefly.

Delon smiled and gently rubbed Zifana's stomach which looked slightly bloated.

"Look son, your bundle is so good. Hopefully later, when you are born, you also always get good," said Delon.

"Amin" replied Zifana.

"I went to the kitchen, Mas, I prepared breakfast first" said Zifana.

"OK, kiss first" Delon said, patting her on the cheek. Zifana. Delon seemed to come closer and handed her cheeks, inevitably Zifana immediately gave a kiss and immediately moved. How's Zifana's face? It must be very red.

Delon smiled with a smile, he took his phone and sent someone a message.

We meet, there's something I want to talk to you about

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