Wife President's Deposits
Chapter.28 Sorry

The three nights he spent with Edward were so incredible that he could not forget them all so easily. It has been almost five days since Deya met the man. Longing forced him to meet. He did not accept being treated like this. After she tried to think of him like a whole husband.

Deya was crying in her apartment staring at the night sky. He turned to look at the prayer mat still on the floor. He lifted his face while wiping away the tears.

"Yes, God what should I do. I'm not the same woman I used to be." How he explained everything to his parents.

Deya returned to his alphabet after hearing the adhan isya reverberate. After that pray and chant the holy verse of the Quran from his phone while leaning on the edge of the bed. He read in the dark, until he finally fell asleep, asleep while sitting.

While the middle of the night. Edward could not close his eyes. The shadow of Deya's face that was disappointed when she left, swirled continuously in her brain. In his heart he asked what was the woman doing? Was he happy after being released.

Yeah, she must be happy to be back with her boyfriend. All women are the same. You can love two men at the same time. However, his little heart said another. Deya's different. His heart began to torment away from the woman.

Because he could not stand all the feelings that stuck in his heart whether it was because of the longing that erupted, Edward immediately stood up from the bed and went down to grab the car keys and left the house.

An hour later he was already inside Deya's apartment, opening the door to the woman's room quietly. There was a sight that seemed to cool his heart when he saw Deya sleeping on the floor with the face he was using.

Edward stepped without a sound. Approaching Deya. The woman's phone was still lit with a murotal voice that still sounded small and the scriptures of the Quran in it. Edward breathed. Turn off that phone.

I don't know how long he hasn't read the Quran because of his busy life and because of the problems that have plagued his family. Maybe that's why God gave him the temptation to go back to His way. He had also kindly given Deya to shine a light on her dark heart. Then why would he be willing to throw Deya who was like the light of heaven in his life.

He never even heard Soraya teach except when they started with Soraya had learned to read the Quran even for a while. Perhaps it was he did to win the heart of Edward and his parents. Deya's different.

Deya's body was bent with the face between the knees. Edward then began to lift up the tiny body of his mistress. He was surprised to see there was a wet spot in the corner of Deya's eye when she laid it down. His heart sighed in pain for a moment.

Deya's eyelids began to move and looked at Edward in front of her. He was silent for a moment. One hand was raised touching the face of the man who was already her husband. This is indeed he is not just a dream. Deya's cry broke the silence of the room. Edward grabbed Deya's body and hugged her tightly.

"I'm sorry," he said. Deya did not say anything, her crying voice already described her wounded heart. They hugged each other without saying anything.

Edward kept his body away from Deya. He looked into the woman's eyes, smiling. Then kissed both Deya's eyes and her entire face.

"I don't promise this, it won't make you cry anymore because if you choose to stay with me, you'll have a lot of trouble later."

"I don't know this is wrong because I got into someone's domestic life and ruined it, only that I'm not ready for you to leave right now" Deya told in a hoarse voice.

"I don't want to lose you either" Edward hugged Deya tightly and kissed the woman's head.

"Don't leave me," Deya pinta without her noticing, inhaling the scent that she had longed for these few days.

"Are you sure?" Deya nodded.

Edward smiled in the dark but Deya could see it. The man started kissing Deya's cheeks then turned to her chewy and sweet lips slightly salty as they mixed with tears.

Deya closed her eyes enjoying every touch that Edward did. This time with a different taste because they did it with a sense that they did not understand what it was. The desire to have the whole and the fear of loss and longing that is now beginning to be treated with this meeting.

"Hhhh Deya you're the most perfect woman I have," Edward said as he found the culmination of the taste encounter. Which brings them to the pleasure of being united. Edward could not bear to pull his own in Deya until the semen spilled in Deya's womb.

"I'm sorry, I can't stand it" he said, looking at Deya's face panting.

Deya was unable to answer just shaking her head and laughing. Edward laughed and hugged Deya, putting her head between the recesses of the woman's neck and kissing her inside. "Thank you." Whisper Edward.

"Hmmm," Deya's response. Edward was excited again.

Deya shook her head in shame. "One more can?" Deya widened her pliable eyes. Edward's hand rubbed Deya's hair affectionately.

"From now on you must be diligent to take the Pill so as not to get pregnant. Not because I forbid you to have children, just that we don't know the fate of this relationship going forward. Just in case. If there is, I'll take full responsibility."

"Do you want to have a child with me or not?" ask Deya back.

"It's not fair that you remain my wife and I forbid you from having children from me. It's just that now's not the right time. You also have to finish college. You have to be a woman with more value so as not to be underestimated by anyone."

Deya nodded in agreement with Edward's thought. They then repeat their hot activities until they are tired and lie down to hug each other.

"Sleep, it's almost morning tomorrow you'll have to go to the office to finish your internship."

"These few days I haven't seen you in the building" Deya asked.

"I'm out of town." Deya again buried her face in Edward's chest. Closing eyes. Hearing Edward's heartbeat that rhymed with his heart rate.

"Are you going after I fall asleep?" tanyakanya. There was a heavy sound from Edward.

"I can't stay here Deya. You know if...."

"Yes, I know my position. It's just that I feel disappointed when you leave without saying goodbye let alone you always give me money or stuff afterwards. I feel like I'm a paid woman."

"Hush, you're my wife." Edward took Deya's chin and raised it so he could see the woman's sweet face.

"I just wouldn't have the heart if you saw me go."

"That's better than going quietly."

"Can I hold you until morning?" deya asked that she knew the answer herself. "I feel cold and lonely when you're not around."

Edward remained silent. He kissed Deya quickly and got up. "I have to go home this morning. The house people must be looking for me especially Mom and Dad are home too."

After putting her clothes back on, she approached Deya. Peck the woman's lips that were bent.

"Don't have a sour face like that, I can't leave."

"Just go there.." Deya pushed away somehow feeling annoyed.

"We'll see you back at the office."

"The food is gone," Deya refused. Edward kissed her. "Gli... akh!" Deya laughs.

"That's how I was just leaving." Edward stretched out his hand. Deya kissed the back of the man's hand.

"Wouldn't your wife suspect you'd be gone all night."

"He's not home." Edward did not want to discuss Soraya's matter at length with Deya. He walked out of the room with a feeling of relief.