Wife President's Deposits
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It took a long time for Deya to recover. He underwent treatment and therapy to be able to move as usual. Like this time, Zahra who accompanied him went to therapy to the hospital.

"Come, Mother. The spirit!" zahra shouted in support of Deya.

Deya who was holding an iron pillar to support her body in order to stand walked smilingly looking towards Zahra.

"Your child looks very enthusiastic to accompany you. Seems to love you very much" said the doctor.

Deya nodded. He then began to put out his strength to move his legs back forward. Now he understands how health is the most important thing we should be grateful for. If one of those favors is taken just a little bit then all looks meaningless.

Deya finally gets to the end and Zahra hugs Deya, helping her sit in a wheelchair.

"The training this time was fun. You're working so well that it's progressing so fast. You're sure it won't be three months you can walk like a normal person again."

"This can't happen if I don't have the support of my family, especially my daughter."

"This mother could have been," said Zahra hugging Deya dear. ''This is because Mother has tried well."

All who saw and did not know about their stories thought that they were mothers and biological children because of their closeness and Zahra's attention that was no less on Deya.

Zahra does love Deya and she also feels responsible for Deya's current situation. Because of her selfish biological mother, Soraya, Deya became like this and lost her baby. Everyone was devastated, especially his father.

To that end, Zahra had promised herself to take good care of Deya like a devoted biological child to her parents. He wanted to pay for all the mistakes his birth mother made.

The thing that makes Zahra amazed is that Deya never discussed the issue of this accident. Keep smiling as usual and do not reduce his attention to Zahra let alone hate Zahra. That, made Zahra moved.

"Hey why are you crying?" deya asked when they were in the car. Zahra hugged Deya and placed her head on her chest, sobbing.

Deya lifted Zahra's face. "Tell Mommy, what makes you cry? Mommy see you've been daydreaming a lot?"

"Zahra dear Mother," said Zahra.

"Mother knows it and Mother loves Zahra."

"Does Mother not hate Zahra because the Mother who has made a stir, is not there? Mother can't have any more adek."

Deya rubbed Zahra's wet cheeks. "Mother already has Zahra and Dafi who love and love Mother, it is enough for Mother. One more thing, for what Mother hates Zahra, Mother even feels guilty because Mother, Mother Zahra so no."

Zahra hugged Deya and cried loudly. Deya gently rubbed Zahra's hair.

"Zahra is ashamed of Mother. Shame for having a bad mother."

"As bad as Mom is, she's still your mother can't blaspheme her. Forget the ugliness and never look back. Look at the happiness in front of your eyes."

Zahra. "Mother didn't teach you to forget your mother but you still have a good and responsible father, and a perfect father so what to be ashamed of. So from now on look, your father and learn from him. Forget the bad ones, okay!"

"Zahra also had a good Mother, who loved Zahra even though Zahra was not Mother's biological child."

"Don't ever say that again, if you're not angry. Although you are not born from the womb of Mother, but for Mother you are still the first child of Mother. Mother's child who always cares for her Mother. Mother loves you very much." Deya pinched Zahra's cheek.

Zahra nodded, moved with eyes that glittered with happiness. "Yes, Zahra is Mother's son."

"Mother's beloved daughter" Deya said.

***

Three months later. In a villa on a beach of the island of Bali. Deya and Edward stood in front of a cake towering upwards.

They are celebrating their fourth wedding anniversary. Their hands were united to slice the cake. A smile bloomed from everyone present in the room: the entire Deya and Edward family because the event was private.

They ate the cake together and then took another cake to give to a special person.

Zahra took a step back knowing that Dafi would get the cake. Dafi was the son of Deya and Edward.

Deya and Edward looked at each other. Then the two split the cake in half. Deya bribes Zahra. Zahra surprised. Accept it with condensed eyes.

"The mother is more dear to Brother Zahra," a jealous little protest of Dafi.

"Dafi gets it from Dad, a son is given by his father while a daughter by his mother." Edward crouched down to feed Dafi. Dafi now feels grown up not wanting to be carried again like a child.

"Oh, like that?" dafi said.

"It's the same for Mom and Dad, you or your sister." Deya lowered her head to kiss Dafi. He hugged Zahra's shoulder again.

"Congratulations Deya, Mama and Papa are glad you survived and bounced back from the slump. Edward take care of your wife with all your soul. And Mama and Papa hope that you can last and be happy in the world and the hereafter" said Papa Adam.

Deya and Edward took turns getting the old man's embrace. Mama Claudia is still in a wheelchair and her condition is improving despite still having a stroke.

Lastly, the servant they suspected confessed that Soraya did give Mama Claudia a medicine that could poison the body little by little for Mama Claudia to suffer. The reason for that was because Soraya was heartbroken at Mama Claudia who preferred Deya over her. As well as the harsh words of Mama Claudia who wanted Soraya to go far away from their lives.

"Do-a Ma-ma un-tuk ka-lian," said Mama Claudia not clear because half of her body has died but is still understood by everyone.

Now it is the turn of Seto's father and Ratmi's mother to go forward.

"Mother and Father congratulate you on your fourth wedding anniversary. We are proud that you passed all those difficult exams so well. We also hope that in the future you will still hold hands and unite in facing all the obstacles that exist later. Life is a struggle and we will be lucky if we have a good partner and a vision with us. So take good care of your partner and love with all your heart. I really hope Nak Edward doesn't find another partner, just enough Deya," ledek Seto's father.

"Where Dad might have, Deya already has the greatest gift, there is no way Ed will betray him by choosing another woman again." Edward tightened his arms around Deya's waist

"Promise you know, enough Deya to be a mistress there are no other deposits."

"This father ...," Deya's sulk spoiled. Everybody laugh.

"Yes, Sir. I promise only Deya is the last for me" Edward said.

After that, the show continued with food.

Deya himself was invited by Edward to a cliff on the beach to see the villa behind them and the vast sea at night in front of them. Sitting under the moonlight.

"You used to say you wanted a honeymoon to Bali, so I brought you here."

Deya leaned on Edward's shoulder. Hugged his arm tightly.

"It's like a beautiful dream and I'm afraid to wake up and lose you."

"It's not a dream, honey, it's all reality. You and I are here together to celebrate our wedding."

Edward kissed Deya's head.

Deya raised her face and looked at Edward.

"I love you so much" he said.

"I know."

"That's all?"

"Then?"

Deya throttled, released her embrace and turned her face to the side.

Edward smiled, he picked up a gold necklace with a heart-shaped diamond pendant. Poked around Deya's neck. It made Deya surprised to hold the necklace.

"This is a gift for you" whispered Edward.

"It's so beautiful." Deya observed the pendant shining in the bright moonlight.

"Not as beautiful as you are."

Deya's eyes were glazed. Edward lifted Deya's chin and kissed her gently. Deya wrapped her hands around Edward's neck and replied to the message.

At that moment, at an order from Edward via the remote he had pulled, several giant fireworks flew up into the sky above the villa. I Love You Deya the Giant.

Deya looked over and saw him, stunned.

"I love you, Deya. Will you accompany me until the end of my life?" ask Edward. Deya nodded and hugged Edward tightly.

Now she was happy to have a full family and to have the status of Edward's legal and sole wife. Something she dreamed of, has now come true, bearing the status of Madame Edward Xavier.

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