Wife President's Deposits
Chapter 12 Just For Fun

"Then, you yourself what kind of reliable guy? You're selfish to always do something on your own. You think what you did to me the other day was a good thing? Humiliate me in public. Now come on, like you didn't do anything wrong." Deya stabs the food in front of her violently to vent her anger at Edward.

Edward chuckled slightly making Deya even more annoyed. He was about to get up but his hand was held by Edward.

"Sorry, your face is adorable when you're angry."

"You!" point at Deya but her finger is lowered by Edward.

"Do you realize your mistake when I was angry the other day?"

"But you shouldn't say that in front of everyone. You know it doesn't feel like being humiliated."

"I feel the same as you feel embarrassed because my conversation was not noticed by you. As if what I said there doesn't mean anything to you guys who are cool themselves. Then what am I coming for, if not appreciated!" Deya's mouth was tightly closed.

"Aren't you the committee? You should set a good example so as not to embarrass the armour you're wearing."

"I don't just listen...."

"Just making out in public?That's not the place, you can do that in the movie theater or in the mall but not at the seminar."

"But you shouldn't humiliate me in front of everyone. I became everyone's gossip and the incident was also recorded by some students and then spread in cyberspace. My maluku many times over." Deya bowed her face in frustration at the thought of the incident.

"It's to be a lifelong lesson from repeating the same mistakes."

"I know I'm wrong, it's just that the way you reprimand me that I don't like."

"That's your problem whether you accept other people's criticism or not. The footage was scattered as a consequence of your reckless actions. If you do something well, then you will get a good return. Try to learn to be an adult by admitting your mistakes."

Deya silently admitted in her heart that what Edward said was true.

"I want to go home!" deya said he wanted to get up.

"Recycle your food first."

"No more lust!" honestly Deya who was still a little disappointed.

"Have not been paid yet?"

"Once, the Angga man in charge will certainly pay for our food before leaving."

"If you're in charge, it should be up to ushering home." Deya poked her lips.

"What are you riding home for?"

"Do you know, a taxi maybe?" deya said doubtfully. Paying a taxi requires more money seems to use an ojek will be more economical.

"Then I'll deliver."

"No need, thank you," Deya refused to rise. Edward sat down and pulled Deya's hand back.

"Girls like you are dangerous to go alone at night."

"I'm used to going anywhere myself."

"Can you obey without refuting." Edward then took Deya out of the restaurant with Deya's hand. A faint smile fell on the lips of the girl.

It was easy for Edward to soften his upset heart in just a short time.

"Are you not ashamed to hold my hand?" deya asked as they almost got to the car.

"Why should you be ashamed of holding a beautiful girl like you."

"Will if anyone sees you or your family catches us walking together?"

"My parents are overseas." Edward opens the car door to let Deya inside.

Deya looked at him fixedly, waiting for another answer. He knew that the man had been married from an internet search of his profile.

"Don't think anything." Edward said nothing more.

Edward's wife is a former famous artist only after marrying Edward the woman is rarely seen on television. Deya if Edward has met all the needs of the very artist, so there is no need to look for money.

Soraya should have been happy and lucky to have had a faithful and rich husband and was handsome - all that women wanted was in Edward. Deya glanced, stealing a glance at Edward.

Deya looked out the window and bit her lip.

He loves Angga but if he is with Edward there is a sense of admiration of his own. It's not fair to Angga but he can't control his feelings.

"What semester are you in, huh?"

"Sixth semester."

"Anytime want an internship?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"Where are you planning an internship?"

"Not yet." Deya's face looked sad as if she was thinking about something.

"Why, is there a problem?"

"There's nothing."

"Tell me, who knows I can help."

Deya smiled wryly and looked over. "No, you've helped me a lot."

"Don't be shy."

"There's nothing." Deya was silent again. Edward opened the dashboard and took out a single sheet of his business card.

"You can call me if you need anything." Deya accepted and looked at the business card.

"There's a reward or free help," Deya asked directly to the destination.

"Depends on the problem. If it is big then the payoff should be big. If you're small enough do small things."

"I don't understand what you're saying."

The car stops when the red light is on. Edward looked at Deya.

"One kiss and I'll give you a million."

Deya's eyes widened.

"I'm not a hypocrite. I could have paid you first if I wanted to but I didn't because I had the same principles as you. But a kiss is okay?" Deya's face flushed in minimal lighting.

"That's if you need money" Edward continued.

"I'll never ask you."

The street lights are back green and the car runs slowly to Deya's house.

"That's if you want than you call Arya again."

They both fell silent.

"Didn't you have a wife? Is this not going to hurt her?"

"My wife left home a few months ago. I didn't know our relationship would be maintained by him."

It is fitting that he always saw Zahra only with Edward, Soraya's figure was never seen accompanying.

"That's why you're looking for an escape from your messed-up relationship instead of fixing it."

"You don't know anything about our problem Deya. You're too small to understand household affairs. But what you said is true. I need a place to escape my troubles and I find a comfortable place to talk to a woman just with you."

Deya was stunned by Edward's words, she then turned her gaze towards the front nervously.

"I don't want to hurt another woman."

"Nobody gets hurt, if nobody knows about our relationship. It's just for fun. You only need to accompany me if I need to. I won't interfere in your personal affairs and you won't interfere in my personal affairs."

"May I kiss you, if I may I give you a million for one kiss?"