Wife President's Deposits
Chapter.22 Perfection

The next morning Deya felt his body ache. He was reluctant to go home just to lie in bed.

The phone, lying on a nightstand, reactivated after he shut it down completely last night.

Some calls and chats from Angga and calls from Mr. Rekehan. Then from his two sisters who asked his whereabouts.

Deya then replied to her sister chat who might be in school today. The phone must be at home so Dad or mom can read.

'Deya was with Mas Edward last night. Now I want to go home.'

His legs were lazy to step because of aches and pains between his two groins but he had to do it. He didn't want to linger here, the room that made him hurt.

Deya then came out of the main room and was greeted with a greeting from Edward's bodyguard.

"Good morning Miss Deya, that's your breakfast already prepared earlier." Deya glanced reluctantly.

"No, I'm not feeling well."

"Miss, sir, send a message so you have to have breakfast."

Deya stared at the bodyguard. "I want to go home!"

"But...."

"If you get in my way, I'll report to your master if you're bad for me!" deya's threat made the bodyguard retreat. Deya then went out of the president's suite room.

He was followed by the bodyguard until he reached the hotel lobby. Deya turned her body.

"I'm not a kid that should always be followed. You go back to your master!"

Mr. Edward's girlfriend is more fierce than her own employer. Mr. Edward himself never snapped and always said smooth but firm. Thought the guard.

"I've got to take you wherever you go!"

Deya held back furious. He walked out of the hotel and called Edward.

Edward himself had just sat in a meeting room with the board of directors of the company. He was about to say something when a call came.

"Good morning everyone, this time we will do a meeting related to. "the sound of Edward's phone that is heard throughout the room. His personal mobile phone only contains from some of his closest people, Soraya, Zahra both his parents, his brother, Satria and the last one is Deya. If there is a meaningful call from people who are important in his life.

Edward looked at the phone and saw the name of the sweet fairy there. All eyes were staring at him. He turned off the phone but called back again.

Edward then put up the earphones and answered the phone from Deya.

"Yes, what's wrong?"

"Assalamu'alaikum!" greeting Deya in an angry voice made one of Edward's eyebrows raise.

"Wa'alaikum salutations." Edward was about to ask when Deya had nagged first.

"I told you not to treat me like a princess. I like my lifestyle as it is. Please tell your bodyguard to get away from me he forced me to drive me home when I'd rather take the bus than ride in your air-conditioned car."

"I just want you to be comfortable."

"It's not comfortable to be depressed!" Edward looked around and smiled.

"Well if that's what you want. Leave this phone to the bodyguard."

"Good Morning, Sir."

"See what he wants and you can come back!"

"Good!"

"Wa'alaikum hail!" deya said ketus then turned off before Edward could reply. He looked at his cell phone. This kid needs to be taught a lesson. Edward smiled to himself. Deya is like Zahra who likes to be angry and sulky but from her tone is more calm Zahra. It's like having a child no longer a wife.

Edward was indeed not an angry arrogant but his serious face and sharp gaze in his eyes could already leave others speechless a thousand languages.

Back to Deya.

Deya handed over two paper bags to Edward's bodyguard. Paper bag contains clothes from men and shoes.

"Say keep this in his house or just throw it away. I don't want to take it home" Deya said casually. He goes on foot to become the real Deya.

Deya was waiting for the trans bus when a call came into her phone.

"Yes, I want to go KKN. Don't you want to take me away?" ask Angga. Deya sighed. He would think of a way to decide on Angga after the man returned from KKN but before that, he would make wonderful memories with Angga. He did not want to hurt the man after the relationship they had been in for almost three years.

An hour and a half later Deya arrived in front of a luxury apartment where a group of Angga friends gathered before going to the KKN location.

Angga who saw Deya immediately approached the woman and hugged her.

"I will definitely miss you" said Angga.

"You haven't left already said miss."

"I can't imagine going away from you" Angga said.

"Game!" deya said smiling. Deya starts greeting all the friends of Angga Deya knows except Nungki. Nungki glanced at him sharply as if showing hostility.

"Titip Angga, yes Septian lest there be Kunti who snatched her to forget herself."

"When there is an angel of heaven where would Angga see a demon" Septian chirped.

"Who knows, the demon has the face of an angel seducing my lover," said Sharply to go directly to Nungki.

"Ngga, Auntie called him saying the call was not picked up," said Nungki gently to Angga.

"Eh, I'm silent," said Angga then saw the phone. He made a call with his mother. "Yes, Mom. I'm leaving soon."

Nungki walked past Deya and accidentally hit Deya's shoulder to the end and almost fell down.

"Eh Loe what the hell? My nantangin, I'm ladenin!"

"Ih, the elo is the way," said Nungki passed away with a cynical smile.

The looking angga directly approached Deya and held her shoulder. "Is anyone sick?"

"No, no" replied Deya.

Edward accidentally sees Deya along with Angga while on his way to meet a business associate. His mistress looked friendly to other men. His hands began to clench tightly. His face stiffened for a moment. Thin muscles were visible on his forehead.

"Stop for a moment, sir," Edward ordered as he looked towards Deya who was standing across the street.

He took a cell phone and called Deya.

"Where are you, De?" asked Edward who saw Deya start to stay away from Angga and his friends.

"I'm with friends who want to go KKN." One point Deya said honestly.

"Who are you?" Audible******* hard breath from Deya.

"Is it necessary to know what I'm going to do. I have a life of my own that can't be left behind because it's with you."

"I'm your husband, De!" edward said firmly but gently.

"I remember that and I know the limits of getting along." Deya immediately turned off the call on her mobile phone upset. "I'm his wife? Huh! I guess I'm just his mistress."