Only (Wife) Deposits
HIS 25th

"You're finally home, Mas" said Azkiya, who welcomed her husband. A smile full of twinkle adorned the beautiful face of the woman wearing those gray pajamas.

Azkiya helps Rafka take off the black suit wrapped around her husband's burly body.

"I want to talk to you" Rafka said, opening her voice with a serious-looking face. The movement of Azkiya's hand which was releasing the Rafka tie, stopped.

"We should have dinner first. I've prepared your favorite meal, Mas," Azkiya replied with a faint smile.

Rafka sighed softly and nodded.

The sound of spoons and forks clashing against each other was clearly heard in the dining room. Azkiya seemed to be enjoying his dinner at the moment with Rafka.

While Rafka displays his flat face while eating the food that Azkiya made. Usually the man would praise every meal his wife made, but now Rafka is more silent.

"I'm done." said Rafka who was done with dinner. He took a tissue near her and rubbed his lips.

"Mas want mango? I'll get it straight, "Azkiya's attentive.

"No need," Rafka refused."Ooh yeah. I want to ask you something important."

Azkiya who was originally lowered his head now raised his head to look at Rafka with a frown.

"What mean?"

"Since when do you know my relationship with Salsa? And one more thing, why are you being rude and outrageous with Salsa?"

Azkiya chuckled softly at her husband's stupid question. What Rafka forgot, if he could do anything including dig up information about the damn woman.

"Why? Getting angry?" Azkiya asked back with a smile that was still on his lips."Isn't it natural for a wife to get rid of people who are trying to damage her household? And I'm really disappointed in you, Mas. I thought you were a loyal man but it was the same," Azkiya said calmly, but clearly a look of disappointment from the look in the woman's eyes.

"Even though I know everything, but I still want our relationship to be okay. Because I'm sure it must be the cheap woman who first seduced you," continued Azkiya.

Rafka shook her head slowly."She's not a cheap woman," she argued sternly.

"Then? What is the proper mention for women who try to disturb married men? J*lang?"

"Stop, Azkiya! Don't say anything bad about Salsa. Here I'm wrong!"

Azkiya smiled wryly.

"Are you interested in him?"

Rafka immediately shut up, silent a thousand languages. The man's eyes rolled. Azkiya gulped his saliva roughly with pain squeezing his chest. From the posture and the look of her husband's face has answered everything.

"We built this house that wasn't easy for three years. But now, we're fighting and arguing because of that j*lang woman!" jolt Azkiya who is no longer able to dampen the anger, emotions, and jealousy that some days He is quiet.

Again, Rafka just silently heard every speech that came out of Azkiya's lips. The woman squeezed the spoon and fork she was holding right now.

"But she's pregnant with my child. I raped her. And there's no way I'm taking responsibility" Rafka said, opening her voice after a few minutes of silence.

Jedarr

Like being struck by lightning, Azkiya's body immediately stiffened and stiffened. The woman blinked her eyes with trembling lips. Azkiya's body immediately suffocated to hear her husband's statement.

"Azkiya!" Rafka immediately got up from his seat and caught his wife's tiny body that was about to fall from the chair to the floor.

"You raped her? No way, this is impossible. You must be kidding..." Azkiya laughed with tears falling.

The woman releases her husband's embrace and now stands face to face with Rafka who displays a face full of regret and guilt on Azkiya.

"Say that this is a lie! Say Mas!" snapped Azkiya glared sharply and squeezed the collar of Rafka's shirt." Tell me this is a lie! My husband couldn't have done that disgusting thing!"

"This is right, dear." Rafka again pulls Azkiya in his arms. The woman was crying in her husband's arms. The pain is getting bigger and very, very painful.

"Make him drop the contents! I would not have your offspring born from that woman's womb! Or kill him!" azkiya said steadily.

Rafka shook his head, of course he refused."Nnnnope. I really want that kid. And don't act crazy like this, Azkiya."

The man pushed Azkiya's plan back a few steps.

"But I don't want it! I won't let you marry that woman! And if that happens, get ready for divorce papers!" kencam Azkiya is no joke. And he believes Rafka will follow what he wants. Because that man loves her so much!

Rafka turned his face away with the threat his wife gave him. Azkiya smiled wryly and moved from the face of her husband with a bath injury that scratched her current feelings.

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The man scrunched the base of his nose.

Drrt...

The ringing sound of the phone made Rafka sigh long. He lazily picked up the incoming call from his assistant.

"What's wrong?"

"...."

"You sure?"

"...."

"Prepare my flight tomorrow."

After the phone connection was turned off a wide smile full of grin appeared on the handsome face of the man.

"Look at what I'm going to do" he murmured.

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"Where's Rafka's mas?" asked Azkiya who was already sitting on the chair and was ready to eat his breakfast the next morning. She was looking for her husband.

"Mr Rafka has left early in the morning, at about five in the morning, Miss," replied one of the servants with his head bowed politely.

Azkiya. It's not usual for Rafka to go that early. Is it possible that the man was angry because of the problem last night or deliberately avoided? All possibilities appear in Azkiya's head.

Elsewhere, Salsa was wearing a long-sleeved white shirt and black pants. The woman's appearance was very neat this morning. He came out of his rented house with a map, today he will apply to work as Office girls in a company that Adan recommends.

"Hopefully received," he murmured expectantly.

The woman stepped her legs vigorously with a face full of happy twinkle. About 25 five minutes of Salsa has arrived at the company he was headed. The woman looked up at the building that was in front of her now.

"Miss Salsa, right?" ask a security guard who suddenly approached Salsa.

"I-yes, I'm Salsa," he replied stiffly.

"Include me, Baron, Adan's friend. He had said before that Miss would apply to work here."

"Look, I have spoken to the HRD if Miss Salsa will apply to work in this company as OG, and they ask that Miss Salsa directly meet the boss" Baron said at length. Salsa frowned, confused.

"Wouldn't you apply to work in a company through HRD?"

"It's true, Miss. But the rules in this company do have to meet the boss first when you want to apply for work."

Salsa was silent for a moment, and a second later nodded.

"Let me take Miss" said Baron.

And when entering the company all eyes lead to staring at Salsa with a different view. I don't know, but the woman felt strange about the rules in this company that she thought was a little strange.

"Please come in, Miss. Inside there's already our boss waiting."

Again, Salsa frowned confused by the security guard's remark. Even so he went inside feeling nervous. Just getting inside, closing the door and turning around, Salsa's body immediately stiffened.

"I finally found you" said Rafka, who smiled broadly. The man sat down sweetly and stared fixedly at Salsa's stiffened face mixed with fear.

The woman immediately turned around and turned the door lever. But, honey, someone's locked in from the outside. Salsa grew increasingly frightened as Rafka got up from her seat and walked over. The man took off the tie that was coiled around his neck.

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