Wife President's Deposits
Chapters. 100 Honestly!

Edward's words are quite understandable by Deya. "I'm sorry, maybe I'm not too mature to address that complex issue yet."

"Not everyone can deal with it. We haven't known you for long, either, so you don't know my character. It's only natural that you question it."

"Go back with me, here," Edward looked at Deya expectantly.

"I can't" Deya replied.

"Why, tell me. To make a relationship smooth must be to be open and honest."

"Don't make me say it."

"Is it because you still love that man?" ask Edward. Deya shook her head quickly.

"I'll be here if you've solved all your problems with Soraya and everyone."

"Is that all you want to say there's no more?"

"That's the reason."

"Is there anything else you want to tell me?"

'Did he know about Dafi?'

Deya started to get nervous. Moving his thumbs and fingers.

"Deya," call Edward down.

"I. i...." Deya didn't know what to say. He then took the phone he put on the nightstand. Taking a serious look at the phone then shows a picture of a small child.

Edward smiled raising both his eyebrows up.

"He's our son." Deya bit the tip of one of her thumbs.

Edward breathed a sigh of relief. Deya. "Aren't you surprised?"

"Surely Zahra has told you about this."

"Zahra knows about Dafi?" edward asked.

"Zahra didn't tell you?" Deya was a little disappointed, she should have known that the boy did not want his sister to be close to his father.

"The boy" Edward growled.

"He must have his own reasons."

Edward knew Deya's thoughts.

"Don't get mad at him, Mum."

"You're still defending him?"

"He's your son" Deya replied.

"You should be angry or hate him for a variety of reasons."

"He's just a kid who doesn't know about adult problems."

"I was even angry at Zahra for separating me from my wife and other children."

"Mas, you know what?"

"I just found out two days ago from Zahra. He's sorry he asked you to leave."

Deya did not believe what Edward said. The man hugged Deya tightly. "She also wants to stay with us but is afraid that you will hate her."

Deya widened her eyes, staring into the dark-colored bead. "I don't get angry or hate him so why would I keep him from staying with you."

"He wants to stay with us, not just me."

"Mas." Deya's heart sighed uncharacteristically. Edward put his chin on Deya's head.

"We picked up Dafi and brought her here. I'd love to hug her. Hugging the child I've wanted for a long time. You know how much I wanted it from a long time ago, don't you, De?"

Deya nodded. He felt overwhelmed and sad.

"Then let me get to know my son" Edward asked.

Deya's finger played Edward's chest which the field seemed doubtful. "You may know Dafi because you're his father, but don't force me to stay with you if your business isn't done."

"It's not fair, three years I've been waiting for you to come home and now you're here and you want to go again. No. Deya don't torture me any longer."

"Buck...."

Deya stopped her finger movements. Silent for a moment. "Do you need to say love?" ask Deya. "Did everything I did not describe how I felt about you?"

"You left me De, you're close to that guy, too."

"I don't actually know about my own feelings. Want to be away from you but miss. No matter but worry. No love but I'm disappointed."

"Loved?"

"Yes, she said you loved me and you're still with your wife. It means you're also reluctant to let go. You just make me your lustful brush."

"Oh my God, De, why can you think so badly of me. I told you from the beginning that I love you and I filed for divorce with Aya. However, there was a tragedy at home that made me undo that intention. You also left me so I don't care anymore about my personal matters. I just want work and work to take my mind off you. I'm so tormented without you by my side. Almost every night I sleep in this house even though sometimes I go home if Zahra calls me. I'm sticking with Aya because of Zahra."

"And now Zahra still wants you to be with Aya Ma'am are you still going to be with her?"

"No De, just you. I just want you to be nothing else."

"If your parents don't agree with our relationship?" Deya wanted to hear Edward's answer about this.

"I'm too old to make my own choices, Deya. So don't think of anything. Even if one world is against our relationship, I'll keep it."

"Do you still doubt me?"

"I've never doubted you, but I'm not sure of myself."

"Keep in, to stay with me forever."

"Marry me one more time to confirm our relationship."

Edward got off the bed and went to get something in the closet. He came back with a small golden box.

"I've prepared it a long time ago, but I haven't put it in your hand you're gone first."

Deya's eyes glazed over. Their lifespan was very far, but from the beginning their heart was entangled in the care and love of Edward.

Edward takes Deya's left hand and sees no ring in Deya's finger.

Deya seemed to understand what her husband was thinking.

"I made her a necklace pendant for Dafi to wear to make her feel close to you."

Edward was still not satisfied with Deya's answer. "Really, it's just that stuff I brought in exchange for you so I want it to be close to Dafi."

"Isn't it because you want to look single?" search Edward.

"The reality is that at KTP status I am still single" Deya replied teasing Edward. Sure enough, the man straightened his eyes.

"That's reality, right?" deya.

"I guess I'm gonna have to get you pregnant again so no one thinks you're a single woman anymore."

"Have."

Edward inserted a ring with a large diamond in the middle. "It also makes a sign that you already have a partner."

"Pair if we get married."

"We're married Deya."

"I mean married country."

"Wear this first, tomorrow I'll buy another one you like."

"It's been good."

"Then wear it."

Deya smiled and hugged Edward by the neck and sat on his lap. Putting her head on her husband's shoulder. She felt lucky to have an understanding husband like Edward who took her desire first and always prepared everything before she asked.

Deya's stomach was ringing loudly.

"Mas, I'm hungry."

"I'll order you some food."

"I want to eat the noodles you made first."

"We just made a sister for Dafi but you've been cravings."

"It seems like it's done," Deya said with a mischievous smile.

"We make it again just so that it's solid in there" replied Edward laying Deya again on the bed.