Married Berondong Saleh
Chapter 38

"Aden had to read the file if he wanted to protect Delmira from that cunning woman!" said Fernando who appeared from behind the door of the room.

Zaidan who had looked doubtful now opened the file sheets one by one. He fell silent after the file he was holding read already.

"I'm just carrying out the mandate of the late Fatah boss. What concerns Den Zaidan is part of my responsibility" Fernando said.

"The execution was entirely up to Aden" Fernando continued, stepping out of the room.

Zaidan plucked his breath rough hoping the chest tightness he felt also slammed out. His feet rushed to take the bag and then stepped out looking for Fernando's figure.

"Which car keys are Fer?" pinta Zaidan's.

Fernando reached into his pocket and handed the keys to his boss.

"Don't wait for the goods to come?" lontar Fernando because of their existence until 8 pm to wait for the decline of the motorbike from Pabri

"There's more important than that. You handle everything!" zaidan quickly stepped into the car and drove the car, tracing the streets of the city that was never empty of time.

As soon as he got home, he climbed up the stairs and went into the room.

"Zaidan!" pekik Delmira closed his bottom important asset with two hands.

Zaidan was dark, turning around feeling guilty entering without greeting or knocking on the door and it turned out that there was Delmira who was only wearing underwear.

Without a second thought Delmira approached the bed and rolled her body with a blanket.

"Main in! Knock on the cake door!"

"Who are you also why just wear an_"

"I thought you were actually home at 9pm!" cut Delmira felt furious.

"Yes sorry. Can you look now?"

"Not yet!" delmira exclaimed, her legs now moving towards the wardrobe, but to go to the wardrobe she had to pass where Zaidan was standing.

Demi quickly took Delmira's clothes running small and accidentally the tip of the blanket down stuck in a pointy object made Delmira's body pulled back.

Bugh.

"Aww!" delmira screams, falling on her back.

Zaidan turned to the side where Delmira fell. Suddenly his hand moved lifting Delmira's body and pulling her into the arms.

"Zaidan what are you doing!" furious Delmira.

Deg.

Zaidan only realized his folly, why could he reflexively help Delmira. Not wanting Delmira to get angry because she saw her important asset, she took a more foolish stance by plunging Delmira's tiny body into her arms.

"Sorry," exclaimed Zaidan and immediately twisted his body and exited the room.

Feeling the turbulent heat roiling the body began to turn cold, Zaidan entered the house. How not hot, he's a guy who has never been in contact with other women, let alone with the position that s*einti*m earlier. There must be a different shake.

Zaidan's steps came to a halt in the living room when he saw Delmira and Ummi Aisyah watching a television drama. Their hands were busy wiping their eyes following the clear liquid flowing from the eye gap. Not long after that they were also uproarious together, leaning back and even embracing each other.

Zaidan smiled at the familiarity of the two. Not wanting to disturb their togetherness, Zaidan just stood behind the long sofa they were sitting on.

"The guy is so cruel! Why betray such a good wife!" aisha.

"He doesn't know what Ummi's pain his wife is!" sahut Delmira wiped away the tears that could not stop.

"Leave that husband! Find a better one!"

"It should be so Ummi! It's stupid to still wish on a guy like him!" sahut Delmira's.

Zaidan was silent, his brain was reminded of the file he was reading until he rushed home. Even from the bottom there are other reasons. Feeling of wanting to meet a wife. Excessive anyway because the morning has met why the night bears longing? But that's love, a minute not meeting just feels a year.

"You Zaid," said Aisyah as her butt rose from the sofa and her body twisted backwards.

"It just so happens that Ummi kebelet pup nih, please memenin Delmira," continued Aisyah without hearing Zaidan's approval she immediately walked quickly to the toilet.

Zaidan moved and sat where Umminya had been sitting.

Delmira did not react as Zaidan sat next to her. Either because it is too focused on the television screen or indeed stupid ah, whoever is sitting next to it.

"Justin..."

"Hmmmm" said Delmira.

"I_"

"Silent Zaid. Enjoy the drama, "the face of Delmira's index finger stuck to her rancid lips.

Zaidan nodded, his eyes and body then pointing at the television screen.

'I have to find the right time to tell you everything Del?' inner Zaidan.

Delmira suddenly hesitated, "Why are the knives over?" lamented Delmira. His hand moved pulling Zaidan's hand. Without feeling sinful the clear liquid flowing from his eyes and nose was wiped with the long t-shirt that Zaidan was wearing.

"It hurts more because you're holding on" said Delmira, her eyes focused on the television screen. Divorce tears just keep flowing soaking the cheeks, eh no but wetting Zaidan's arm.

"Look, the victim's son," Delmira's cry broke out again just because of the drama she was watching. This time Zaidan moved quickly, not the hand that Zaidan handed over but the chest that he thrust out. Correct in her judgment, Delmira infiltrated Zaidan's chest and sobbed there.

"Just turn off the television" suggested Zaidan.

"Don't, this is again the call." said Delmira in a raucous voice.

Zaidan held back a laugh with Delmira's attitude. Unwilling to miss the opportunity, Zaidan's hand moved around Delmira's shoulder. His wife's body the more she's stuck in his chest.

Delmira instead of being disturbed felt too comfortable, until her eyes turned to the television screen and watched the unfinished drama again by leaning her body in Zaidan's arms.

Aisyah watched the scenes of each romantic scene from her son and daughter-in-law. A smile was imprinted on his face, his feet then stepped into the room. Let them be together.

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One month passed, Delmira got closer to Aisyah, even during these two weeks, they were more fun to use the car together. Delmira did not hesitate to cut down the in-laws or vice versa Aisyah sometimes who joined Delmira's car. Inevitably, their closeness makes Zaidan even more in love with Delmira.

Plaque.

"Let's!"

"I'm sorry" Delmira said, pointing out the mosquito in her hand.

"You have to take responsibility. The pain is up to these crowns," said Zaidan still holding the right cheek affected by the slap of Delmira's hand.

Delmira grimaces her teeth. "Let me see," he asked Zaidan's hand, which was closing his right cheek, because Delmira felt the reflex of robbing Zaidan's cheek strongly.

"Don't! If you see it later you'll lose money," Zaidan refused to keep tightening his hands.

"I see" forced Delmira.

"Don't" Zaidan chuckled up his ass, stepping into the nightstand intending to pick up the oil.

Delmira was so stressed by the handprints that were probably recorded on Zaidan's right cheek. His feet then followed Zaidan's steps and without warning immediately pulled Zaidan's hand. However, because of Delmira's body position which is only limited to Zaidan's shoulders, he finally jumped to reach for the hand attached to the cheek.

Bugh.

Zaidan's body that did not stand firmly finally fell on the mattress, automatically Delmira also fell on Zaidan's body.

At once they fell silent dissolved in the romantic atmosphere they accidentally created.

Zaidan reflexes palpated Delmira's cheeks, down to the wife's red lips.

Delmira only realized, immediately rose from Zaidan's body and immediately came out of the room to eliminate the irregular heartbeat.

Not long after, Zaidan came down the stairs to the dining room.

His ass was then placed in one of the seats together with Ummi Aisyah and Delmira.

"Ummi, tomorrow afternoon after work I have an interview with my friends. We haven't been together for a long time" Delmira said as they were having dinner.

Zaidan widened his eyes, almost a month this Delmira did not meet his friends because more often go with Aisyah.

"Yes, it's okay. Ummi will be picked up by Zaidan" replied Aisyah.

"Ummi's car is in trouble again?" ask Delmira.

"No, Ummi just wants to be close to you guys" said Aisyah. "Ummi won't waste any time not being close to you. Ummi does not know tomorrow or the day after tomorrow can still be with you or not" continued Aisyah.

"Ummi," said Delmira immediately hugged Aisyah's shoulder feeling Aisyah's speech like tomorrow was the last day for them to meet.

Aisyah smiled with Delmira's treatment.

"Already ah, Ummi went into the room first yes," said Aisyah, removing Delmira's caster. Though it was just an excuse because Aisyah did not want to drop a tear in front of her son and daughter-in-law.

"I also went to the room" said Delmira then stepped on her feet.

A few minutes later Zaidan also moved from the dining room to the room. Zaidan's eyes twisted looking for Delmira's figure. His feet then stepped closer to the sofa of the room occupied by the wife.

"Tomorrow to meet anyone?"

"Biasalah with Marsya, Silvia, Meilin, and Yasmin" Delmira answered, her eyes fixed on the device in hand.

"Don't get too close to Meilin."

"Why?"

Zaidan was silent but his feet stepped into the closet where his briefcase was. His hand opened the bag and took the file he had saved for a month.

'Maybe it's the right time Delmira knows it all, ' Zaidan's inner monologue because this one month Zaidan did deliberately choose the right time. Not buying time, just facing Delmira need patience so as not to misunderstand again.

"Read it" said Zaidan, handing over a file.

Delmira hesitated a bit to accept the file but her curiosity led her to open sheet by sheet the file Zaidan gave her.

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