Wife President's Deposits
Chapter.121 Beautiful Moments

Deya prepared in her room to welcome the arrival of her husband as they had first been together on the first night. The man gave her a box containing transparent white lingerie. Which does not cover his body at all. A bottle of perfume with a soft vanilla aroma was given by Edward to wear Deya tonight. Deya sprayed her onto her body then got up to see her own appearance.

Edward is the type of guy who looks cold outside but when with him he becomes a wild man full of fantasy. Sometimes Deya was overwhelmed with the aggressiveness of her husband, while they were in bed. Make that woman will mager do anything the day after. Deya laughed to herself.

Edward had not finished putting his two children to sleep. The man is very warm if he is on the side of his two children. Being a loving man who patiently takes care of both. Nothing is distinguished. Dafi is very happy if read a fairy tale by his father, he will babble to chiming in his father's story. Zahra will listen to her father's story. He had actually memorized all the stories his father told over and over again, he just wanted to be around with his father and sister before turning a blind eye.

Deya walked to the bedroom window looking at the beautiful beach view from her room. Suddenly, a hand hugged him from behind.

"Mas, just be surprised!" deya's exclaims soared.

"However?"

"It's good to swim at the beach, at night?" deya.

"Would swim in bed with you, equally wet."

"Ish, Mas it. His thoughts on it were only, "Edward kissed Deya's neck and took a sip made the woman hiss.

"Are you not?" said the man in a heavy voice twisting Deya's body and looking at the woman's appearance.

"Perfect," praised Edward.

"Well, my stomach is not as tight as it used to be, I really don't wear this shirt. "

"Still the same little fox, more contained so there is a held. Let alone this and this" little pinches Edward on the two parts of Deya's body, the beautiful puffed-up front and the dense back.

(If this nulis likes to laugh at themselves, it is thought that the author is like this even though this is imagination, do not think strangely)

Deya's face immediately reddened making Edward even more anxious. He pulled Deya's body and tightened it with his body. Then they started to put their lips together. Dive into each other, adrift in the flames of passion that began to splash between the two.

Edward cornered Deya to the wall and his hands began to mischievously slip into the back of a cloth as thin as the wings of a cricket, looking for his favorite object.

Deya started to groan and let out a strange sound. Edward was getting excited. He lifts Deya up and takes her to the bed.

Deya passed her hand to Edward's neck with her head drooping spoiled on the man's shoulder. Gently her body was placed on top of their love contest. Edward looked at the heart with love.

"I love you, beautiful, my wife" she said. (It's a pleasure, if her husband is rich bambang Edward)

"I love you too."

"Are you ready to make a sister for Dafi" asked Edward.

"You think?" flip Deya. Edward then took something from the drawer, something he had prepared before they left for Bali. He wanted to give this in their crucial moment.

He gave Deya a map and showed her a letter from the religious court.

"My divorce certificate's been out this week and you've seen this?" Edward shows an invitation letter for her and Deya to attend their marriage annulment court.

"I've registered our marriage to the Religious department we just have to come to follow the trial, after which we officially become husband and wife."

Deya opened her mouth wide and read the two letters. She hugged her husband and cried.

"Save your happy cries until we hold two marriage books" the man said. Deya nodded steadily.

Edward put the paper back in its place. "Remember, Tuesday tomorrow we go to court to take care of our marriage."

"That doesn't mean a week here?"

"If you want to be delayed it doesn't matter."

"No, I want us to officially get married as soon as possible. I want to put your name behind my name so people call me Bu Edward."

"God willing, darling, that call will always be upon you."

"So doin' it, right?" ask Edward again. Deya then laughed.

"I thought you forgot."

"I won't forget about this, about making a sister for Dafi. I also need to punish you for daring to talk and smile with Angga. It makes me jealous and you're insensitive to it."

Deya opened her mouth wide, she was insensitive? He kept himself from making the man jealous.

Edward reversed Deya's position so that the woman was on top of him. Deya then smiled mischievously. His fingertips began to slowly open Edward's clothes.

"What's paid if you're satisfied?"

"Whatever you want," replied Edward putting both hands behind his head while closing his eyes feeling Deya's touch.

"Really?"

"When did I ever break my promise?"

"Then, I want you to take a week off and we'll do a honeymoon to Raja Ampat."

"That's all?"

"Yes, once we're officially husband and wife."

"Every Mother President. With pleasure. Why not just go to Paris?"

"Indonesia is more beautiful and I am proud of our country."

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Deya's eyes flashed happily after getting her marriage book. He showed it to his father and mother and Edward's parents.

Her tears fell instantly. His heart felt a great relief. Edward kissed her forehead.

"Mas," she said, shaking with shock, hugging her husband's body.

Mama Claudia approached. She hugged Deya.

"Congratulations Deya now you're officially our daughter-in-law." Deya nodded happily, she could not say anything.

Then take turns Papa Edward. "Pope hopefully your marriage will be eternal not only in the world also in the achherat. Papa's happy that Edward has a wife like you. Now he's becoming more religious."

"If your marriage isn't celebrated, I hope you don't feel disappointed and sad."

"For what reason, Pa, there is shame in having a child" said Edward.

"Who knows if your wife wants to wear a beautiful wedding dress and hang out at the wedding."

"No, Papa, being with Mas and being his rightful wife is enough for me. No celebration or great feast, your prayer already represents the prayer of all living beings in this world." Papa Adam patted Deya's head slowly.

Mama Claudia took Dafi from Bu Ratmi's sling, so that her besi could hug her daughter and give her blessing.

"Deya," called her mother to hug her daughter with haru.

Deya was at her mother's feet.

"Thank you, ma'am, because of the support and prayers of Mom and Dad, my dream was achieved. Without you I would not be able and strong to face it all. Forgive your son who is always troublesome, making your life difficult and embarrassing your good name. Excuse me... Sorry...."

Ratmi's mother wiped her tears hugging her husband. Mr. Seto leaned over lifting Deya's body and hugging her.

"Who are you troublesome, you are always fighting for our family life, who say you are troublesome, you are a child who always tries to make us laugh happily. Who says we're ashamed to have a son like you. We're even proud that you're able to stand up to everything and prove to everyone that you're not as bad as they think you are. You are the most beautiful gift God has given us and we are so grateful to God for being chosen to be your parents."

The atmosphere became haru for a moment. Everyone was crying to see this scene.

Seto's father then brought Deya closer to Edward, gave Dafi to the two and called Zahra to be next to his parents.

"Now you are a parent, so be a good parent for your child to be a good example for them. Our duties as parents have been completed after you have become someone else's wife. Our responsibilities as your parents are now left to your husband."

"Son Edward took good care of our children and grandchildren. Be a good priest to them that's just our message."

Edward nodded and kissed his in-laws' hands. "I promise to take care of my family as best I can."

Everyone feels relieved and calm now. Hope after this there is only peace and happiness that comes in their lives.

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Bambang Edward is happy to have a young and beautiful wife again, from who is still unyu to mature. Congratulations on your legal marriage.