The Savage Wife of Mr. Delon
ISTDS. Longs Elijah

In the morning greeting, Zifana looked at herself in front of the glass, she had already performed the Fajr Prayer a few minutes ago, then sat down at the dressing table.

His mind drifted far away, his eyes fixed on some of the scene texts that would play out later. With Delon? Suddenly his heart dag dig dug not careless.

Can it? Zifana tries to calm down. Zifana let out a long sigh and glanced at the table. Some scenes have been mentioned in detail in the file. Then, can he? Why is he this big? Taking pictures, acting with her own husband in a project that doesn't play? Become a model of a large company labeled ZA group.

Zifana let out a long sigh, other than Wilantama and ZA group, how many companies does her husband still have? Zifana shook her head. Husband? Since when? Delon was only a temporary husband to her. Time and time again Delon said he was only for Elijah. She was just a mistress. Then how could it be in her mind if Delon was her husband? Stiffness hit his heart.

Even now Delon's wife is back. There is no reason to keep the household. Then, if reality is like that. How could Delon not want to divorce her? Why did Delon burn the loan contract at the time? Turn sweet, pamper himself with luxurious facilities like this? What do you want Delon? Is there anything he wants to achieve? Or really sincere? Haist, where is there sincere?

Zifana patted her chest that felt tight. It's very unlikely that Delon was sincere with her, there was a desire behind all this. Zifana believes that, even though he is currently unable to translate. Zifana can only prepare herself, if someday she has to be disappointed at one thing that hurts her heart. Now that Elijah took his cell phone, he opened a gallery on his phone. I saw some little pictures of Elijah.

Elijah? Where's the little girl?

He misses Elijah now. For a long time they did not see each other, did Elijah forget about it? The shadow of the little girl was dancing in his brain. He made that pretty face. The pretty face of the little girl.

"Darling, don't you miss mama Zifa?" lirih Zifana's.

Zifana closed her eyes for a moment, could she ask Delon to meet Elijah later in the day? Zifana opened her eyes again and shifted her gallery. Staring at the photo of Elijah made the longing slightly less. His lips smiled until one photo made him stop his activity sliding the screen.

The photo of Delon smiling, looking handsome and very dazzling. That smile was so sad. He smiled at the elderly man who had little resemblance to him. What grandfather? I don't know, he doesn't have to think about that. Silently, he seeks information about Delon with his wife. But there's not a single one. There is even a photo with a middle-aged man named Anton Wilantama.

He was just curious about the honey. Like her qpa? Hais, I don't know. It doesn't matter either, because she's just a mistress.

Zifana took a long breath. Is this also the case with his wife? Shady, and looking very warm. But why if nearby always looks angry angry, annoying, painful? Does Delon hate her that much? I don't know. In time, a message appeared on his phone.

"Wily" said Zifa.

Zie, passion. Immediately depart. We'll meet at the office in the morning.

Zifana smiled and replied to the message. Shortly after, Zifana's cell phone rang. Zifana thinks it's from Wily. Soon the beautiful woman shifted the button without seeing who was calling.

"Hello Wil, I read your message. Okay, I'll go straight to your room. What are you on the phone? You want me to bring you your favorite breakfast loaf, okay?" Zifana. Willy had a hard time eating breakfast. But, since college Willy always wanted breakfast if Zifana asked for it.

Jesus, talking about that time made Zifana remember one friend who seemed to misunderstand her and Willy's closeness.

"Oh, is this what Miss Zifana aurora Manda is doing?" said a voice across and made Zifana surprised.

"As soon as I get ready, I'll pick you up!" the voice then closes the phone without hearing Zifana's reply.

Zifana was shocked and scattered her head when she heard that familiar voice. Zifana saw the call log. New number, Delon's voice? Zifana closed her eyes. It's certain Delon will be angry later. I don't know, anger has become a habit of Delon.

Zifana stood up and let out a long sigh.

"Zie, you have to be professional. You can Zie. You can, don't let Willy down. He helped you a lot during this time" Zifana said to herself.

Zifana polished her face with thin makeup, soon she tidied up her work suit. The bag on the table. Zifana took her bag and then stepped her foot out of the room. He must be excited.

"Good morning, young lady" greeted Asti. The housekeeping assistant that Delon assigned to accompany Zifana in the mansion.

"Morning," replied Zifana.

"Please enjoy Madam," said Bi Rasti while turning the plate on the table.

Zifana smiled and sat down. He stared at the enthusiastic Bi asti.

"Call me Zifa. Madam sounds really bad," said Zifana.

"Sorry Madam, but I don't dare" replied the woman who may be several years older than Zifana.

Zifana chuckled softly, and looked at her assistant.

"Just get used to it, Ma'am, I'm not Mr. Delon. Consider me your sister" said Zifana.

"Mbak's name?" ask Zifana.

"Asti Madam," he answered.

"Okay mbk asti, from now on call me Zifana only," he said.

"But..."

"But there is no rejection, it seems like our age is not too far apart," said Zifana while glancing at the woman who is somehow similar to the person she knows. I don't know who he forgot either.

"Alright Zi-fa," he answered stammered.

Zifana smiled and immediately took breakfast.

"That's a pleasure to cook mbaknya," said Zifana looks happy when he saw some food in session but on the table. Very special morning food for him.

Asti looked smiling then stepped away shortly after talking to Zifana.

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Delon who now turns off his phone cusses annoyed. He put his cell phone in his pants pocket. He also rubbed his face rough. Why doesn't he like Zifana's attention with other people? Why does his heart feel so tight? Aren't they just married? Then why isn't he willing?

Delon clenched his hand. What happened to his heart? Why is this sick? Vely's betrayal has hurt him. Then, did he have to get hurt again? Injured how? Isn't there no love for Zifana? His memory was fixed on Zifana who was asking for a farewell. Delon's heart is getting crowded.

"Don't expect me to let you go Miss Zifa. Inevitably you must remain standing behind me, without love though. Your existence is the happiness of Elijah. And I will never let Elijah grieve," he said, clenching his hand.

"Delon, breakfast. Are you awake, son?" amel's mother's voice ripped her daydream. Soon the handsome man stepped towards the door.

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