Wife President's Deposits
Chapters. 29

Edward arrived at his house at four in the morning. He immediately cleansed himself, carried out his duties as a Muslim and lay down to rest for a moment. A smile gulped when remembering Deya. The woman gradually stole his heart. From what was just looking for an outlet from his anger even became a boomerang. He seems unable to escape from it.

He looked at his family photo. There he sat himself side by side with his wife holding Zahra who was sitting in the middle. Sighs deeply. If he wrongly took a little action then everything would be ruined. This time he must choose between Zahra's future and his own happiness. How can the two go hand in hand and hand without destroying one.

At six in the morning everyone gathered at the dinner table. For two days, his father and mother deliberately stayed at his house to accompany Zahra who he lived out of town.

"Zahra, Oma thinks Zahra should go to therapy to walk again. If Zahra wants to let Oma accompany each will be therapeutic."

Zahra was silent just stirring her food with a huff. Her net similar to Soraya spread, her thin and tiny lower lip bitten.

Mama Claudia looked at each other with her husband then towards her son. Edward shook his head.

"Zahras... Zahra can heal if she tries a little."

Clontang! The sound of a Zahra spoon being released collides with a bowl of cereal.

"Zahra was full to go up first" said the boy coldly, looking down. Zahra began to turn her wheelchair leaving this dining room. All eyes looked at his disappearance.

Papa Adam looked firmly at his wife.

"Account just wants him to get up. He's our only grandson our heir." Mama Claudia looked at Edward. "Unless Edward wants to give me another grandchild."

Edward put down his cutlery and leaned against the back of the chair. "Ma, if Soraya wants to conceive my son again eating has been around for a long time. In fact, Mama knew for herself if she refused to get pregnant again."

"You're her husband, you should be able to persuade her to get pregnant again!"

"For what? Is it just for the company? If only for that Zahra was more than able to do it in the future she would just need a little push to organize herself."

"That's what Mama means! Mama wants him to rise from his slump. Ck... Mama is sure she is because she was abandoned by Soraya. You should have brought my son-in-law back!" mama Claudia said again.

"If it's that easy!" Edward got up and went to his room to get ready for the office. Meanwhile, Mama Claudia was stared intently by Papa Edward.

"It's not entirely Edward's fault in this matter."

"I know, only he had to suppress his ego for Soraya to return. Very rarely is there a perfect marriage but they can be a good life partner for their child. They should have both sacrificed for Zahra. The child is depressed and approaching depression. This isn't good for her psychic."

"Yes, what you're saying is true if Zahra is the only heir we have. Zahra's happiness is the happiness of all of us but should we sacrifice our children?"

"Edward is an adult who knows what he needs to do. Happiness can be sought outside but a perfect home cannot be sought on the street. Edward and Soraya are the perfect couple. They just live by their own egos."

"We don't fully know what happened because Edward never said anything."

"I only gave him a look to maintain the integrity of his household for Zahra's sake. If we can't, what can we do."

"All parents always think what's best for their children is not necessarily good for their children, too" replied Papa Adam, making Mama Claudia speechless.

Edward saw Zahra lying face down on the bed. Body vibrates. Sayup-sayup sounded a little sob from him.

Edward approached and sat down beside Zahra rubbing her back up and down quietly.

"Why crying?" ask Edward.

"I. I don't want therapy. I did it once and...I know if it doesn't work. I still can't walk." said Zahra.

"Hmmm, I understand. I won't force you. Grandma just wants you to recover as you can."

"As long as there's a Dad no one will force you." Zahra turned her body to look at her father. He hugged his father's waist.

***

In the afternoon, Zahra was sick so Edward came home early. Deya could only silently watch her husband's departure without saying anything.

"Sir, may I ask you something very personal?" ask Katrina. He wants to respect Deya but Deya does not want to be distinguished from the other employees so that no one is suspicious. In addition, Deya also had him call Dek alone because it sounded more familiar.

"What, Mom?" tanya Deya who still respects Katrine as her boss in work.

"Are you married to Siri or officially?" ask Katrine.

"Siri."

"So...."

"I am his mistress. That's enough I'm grateful for being able to get to know and be close to men better."

"Tapi kau tidak seperti seorang simpanan yang selalu berpakaian mahal atau semua serba mahal."

"I don't like to show off and for what, there's no benefit. Being with her makes me happy."

"Simple it?"

"Yes, is that wrong?"

"Here many of the bosses and managers all like to show off, but you're the wife of the Big Boss." Katrina pointed to Deya's simple appearance. There was not even a single piece of gold jewelry other than a small, worthless earring. Katrine believes that if her boss can buy her what Deya wants, does she do it to attract the sympathy of her boss or to cover up their relationship?

However, for several days knowing Deya not even though Deya was pretentious or arrogant. Deya even forbade her Boss from paying more attention to her. If her boss hadn't told Katrine this, she wouldn't have known about their secret relationship.

"Boss go home first. What are you going up to?"

"Usually I also go home alone with a mang ojek, Mom," Deya replied casually.

"Well!"

Deya saw the message on her newly-entered phone. Edward said he wouldn't come tonight. I don't know why he felt a little disappointed but he shouldn't be selfish. Edward also had a family to take care of. He could only be with her for a few hours.

"What if I take you home later."

"Hmm no need," replied Deya sungkan.

"Say you think of me as your brother, so don't refuse. Where is your home?"

Deya said his dwelling house.

"That fancy condonium beat, not everyone can get in there because the ones living in that place are just rich tycoons."

Deya scratched her head. "Yes? I don't know. I'm just occupying him the property right to keep Mr. Edward." Deya lied this time, actually everything was his right.

"Kok I feel you're too innocent to be used by Mr. Edward. You're his wife but he's not given anything or maybe he's a miserly man?" chirps Katrine.