Wife President's Deposits
Chapter.17 Loving Each Other?

Ratmi's mother is still silent. Has not expressed her agreement to Deya's request to marry Edward. Everything Deya said was true but the obstacles must have hit if Deya did this crazy thing. Blasphemy from everyone. Blasphemy from Edward's family and also how he faced his first wife. The woman must have been hurt if Deya had taken her husband. Not to mention his son. Will he accept the presence of Deya, the one who ruined his mother's life.

Will Deya be able to share her love and time with other women? Would he be able to give up if the time for his first wife's family was more? Would she accept if she was just a mistress that no one else had ever seen? It was not easy but Deya was not aware of his actions.

Various questions raged in Mother Ratmi's chest. Stuffy. I want to cry and scream. Ratmi's mother then looked at her husband who was still sound asleep.

"If you had heard Deya's words, what would you have done?"

Deya himself was at his house looking at Raihan and Ryan who were eating restaurant food. But his mind went somewhere.

"Son, why dream instead of eating." Ryan shook Deya's body making the woman surprised.

"So, I ate before I went home." Actually Deya has not eaten at all because his appetite is not there to think about all the problems that exist. "Is it good?"

"It's very tasty. The best food I've ever eaten. Where did you get your brother from?" ask Ryan.

"From brother's friend."

"Surely Angga because he is the only one who often brings food" said Ryan.

"It's not him" Deya replied.

"Then who?"

"You know him."

"Who Brother? Lia?" cecar Raihan is still curious.

Deya shook her head.

"Oh I know. Brother who likes to take sister home from college.''

''Aren't!"

"Then who's Sis?"

"That brings us home from the hospital."

"Oh, that guy. Looks like a good guy huh, brother?''

" Hum" Deya replied.

"But doesn't he have kids?"

"Indeed why? What is the relationship of food and people giving food."

"It's okay" Deya's two sisters replied.

A call came to Deya's phone. He shifted the red button. The call happens again, Deya does the same. A message started coming in.

'Get out of the house and pick up or I'll go to your house!' Edward wrote in a chat. Deya sighed. He just said he was demanding a lot.

"So don't want to go out first yeah, want to pick up the phone when you're done washing your mouth and then sleep."

"okay!"

Deya then went out of the house after getting another call.

"What's wrong?"

"Mas!"

"What's up, Mas,"

"You look ahead" said Edward.

Deya then shut her mouth. He looked around as he approached the car. Deya knocked on the door and the door opened.

"Would you like to come here?" ask Deya.

"Lake in!"

"There's my sisters inside."

"I just want to talk to you before I go home."

"For what reason, have we not met and spoken."

"This is for you." Edward picked up a large box of pizza from the passenger seat.

"It's not afternoon but it's morning."

Edward sharpened his eyes looking at Deya but Deya instead laughed crisply.

"I don't eat well remembering how you kissed me" Deya said. This was one of the men's alluring tricks taught by Lia. Must give praise for what the man gave including in the matter of intimate relationships. Make men happy and confident and comfortable with us. Sometimes a legitimate wife won't say it out of embarrassment. Some even say something ugly in front of the husband so the husband looks for another woman to prove that he is great in bed.

"It's a coincidence, right? We can get married."

"Ck!"

"Feed first."

"Within the house."

"Here let me know you've eaten or not."

Deya pursed her lips opening the pizza box. He opened one and gave it to Edward.

"You eat first" said Deya. Edward started to bite. The man then holds Deya's hand and puts the pizza in Deya's mouth.

"Eat a lot to make a little stuffy."

"Fat dong, it won't be sexy."

"Filling doesn't mean fat."

"No, you'll get bored soon." They started eating together.

Cat!

A flick of Deya's head made the woman hold her slightly hot forehead.

"Nothing is already KDRT."

"Well, if you speak the truth."

"I'm just saying what's on my mind. I don't blame you if I think so."

"You don't know me yet so you say that."

"Your wife she still looks young and beautiful if I become fat lose competitiveness dong."

"Beautiful and interesting is not everything. A man will sincerely love someone if the woman also has sincerity and love for her husband."

"Then why are you asking me to be your mistress means your love for Soraya is not sincere dong?"

"Because you need my help and you look adorable to me too. My love for Soraya is my heart's business. Didn't I tell you that we shouldn't get too into each other's private lands."

Deya stopped chewing the pizza. Started thinking with his small brain.

"So you did it out of pity for me?" There is a deep sense of disappointment.

"Yes, than you have any other man better for me" Edward replied. Deya's outspoken nature makes her comfortable to tell the truth.

"You're hurting my heart. The phrase than belonging to another person feels demeaning. Can't you tell me you're so interested in me that you're reluctant to let me go. A little lying is okay to please." Deya wrapped the sentence with a sweet smile and a spoiled voice so that Edward who heard her smiled back.

"Living in lies is like living and the illusion of Deya. We better be honest with each other to create a healthy relationship without any falsehoods." Edward rubbed Deya's hair.

"You're too young to know how cruel the world is. There's still plenty of time to learn about it."

"I've talked to Mom about our relationship."

The mood was quiet.

"What did you tell him?"

"If we love each other and want to do the wedding," Deya said softly staring at Edward and grimacing.

For a moment Edward was stunned, taking a deep breath looking ahead.

No matter what was on the man's mind, his face looked serious and his gaze was blank.

"Then what did your mother say?" Deya who was asked lowered her legs.

"Mom seems to have objected but has not answered."

"Your father?"

"We haven't spoken yet."

"Then I'll see your father tomorrow." Deya opened her mouth and her eyes were wide. He swallowed the saliva with difficulty.

"Don't!"

"Why?"

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