Wife President's Deposits
Chapters. 30 Rivals

Edward went into Deya's room at six in the morning. The woman was in her room just doing worship. Calm and peaceful if you see it.

"Mas, are you here?" tanya Deya opened her door.

"I miss.." said Edward.

Deya pursed her lips. "Lied!" He folded up the face, put it in the drawer.

Edward approached and hugged Deya from behind sucking her neck deep. "If you lie I won't get here this early."

His hand started looking for his favorite spot, playing there.

"It's morning" Deya said in a mende$a* voice*. Edward's hand went down.

"We can be late" he continued gasping.

"We're doing it fast!" Edward began to press. Inevitably Deya served him.

An hour later Deya and Edward were in the kitchen. The woman's face was bent in annoyance. He had to take a shower twice this morning when the air was cold. She also felt tired but still had to prepare breakfast for her husband.

"We buy food on the street and breakfast at the office." Deya looked at her husband. Put the frying pan down hard. Edward was surprised, just this time seeing Deya like that.

"You order it yourself, I want to eat my food!" deya ketus.

"You why?"

"It's okay." I don't know why she was upset that the man went home without saying goodbye to her yesterday. He seems unappreciated.

Edward's approaching. "Hey, what's wrong with you?" Instead of answering, Deya washed his face so as not to appear crying in front of Edward.

Edward turned Deya's body to face her. He looked at Deya's red eyes.

"What's wrong? Last night you didn't answer my phone or chat. You were also surly from earlier."

"It's okay." Deya avoided Edward's eyes.

"Tell me first, what's my fault?"

"You're not wrong" Deya refused to take the food container. However, Edward put it back in its place. He took out a plate and put the fried rice over there.

"Let's eat, I won't eat what isn't your cooking when we're together. I'm sorry if I'm wrong."

"You're not wrong" said Deya again holding back from crying but her chest felt tight. Edward took her to his seat. Put the plate on the table and cupped Deya's face.

"Tell me why you're sad."

"It's okay!" deya.

"De. to be honest so that I understand. I'm not a guy who's good at guessing a woman's feelings. The relationship will work out well if there's good communication." Edward said it was in line with his life experience with Soraya.

"What do I mean to you?" ask Deya.

"You're my wife."

"Really?"

"Say what makes you ask that question?"

"May I be honest? But I'm afraid you'll be mad."

Edward raises both originals. "Depends but as much as I can understand."

Deya was doubtful.

"I feel you're just making me a place of lust that will go away once you're satisfied. You never treated me as a wife."

Edward laughed instead of being angry. He nosedived his forehead. Then kiss the former sentilan. "I'm sorry, muah."

"Really I want to see you all the time because that's why I put you to work near me. I can't sleep if I don't smell your scent then that's me coming right here because you're my opium. You're right, you're my lustful but is it wrong because you're my wife, should I channel it to another woman."

Deya shakes.

"I have to go home tonight because Zahra is waiting for me at home. He wouldn't sleep if I didn't accompany him." Edward pulled Deya's body to sit on his lap. Smelling his fragrant shoulders of fresh fruits.

"Do you want us to be together all the time?" ask Edward.

"I have no right to sue."

"Let's eat fast, it's noon." Deya switched their conversation.

"I'm the boss if you forget."

"I don't care."

"I care, no one knows. I don't want to ruin your relationship with your first wife." Deya said firmly.

Edward smiled wryly. What a relationship because his household with Soraya had been damaged before Deya came. Thought Edward.

"Whatever you want but don't tell me that you're just my lustful fan."

"Hmm." Deya looked at the clock on the wall. "Yes, God. It's half eight."

"I'm not ready at all."

"We'll just go together."

"No, someone will see."

"Deya, that's my company no one dares to gossip behind my back."

"After you, but in front of me. It's crazy I'd better order a motorcycle." Deya looked confused.

"De, we're leaving together."

"No!"

"Then we don't have to go away."

"Can't you have an important meeting to discuss the project in Maluku" Deya said. After all what would those people say if he did not leave again.

"Then we go together." Urge Edward. Deya could not refuse it.

"Make up her in the car only," orders Edward

"Are you using a driver?" Edward shook his head.

"Eat it all in the car?" Edward nodded. Deya smiled she stuffed the fried rice into the container. Prepare to go to work.

In the car Deya begins to feed Edward and turns with him. They joked, Edward just chimed in because he himself wasn't good at it.

Deya started applying moisturizer and powder.

"It doesn't have to be thick like a clown."

"It's it's thin." Deya looked in the mirror."

"Ck.. thin fuck, thick like that." Edward rubbed the woman's cheek with one hand.

"Ih... My mother!" After the drama with powder now lives lipstick. Deya grew more beautiful and seductive with that lip dye.

"Is there no darker color?"

"No, I love this color." Deya pursed her lips in front of Edward. "Shorten."

Edward breathed. When the light turns red the man is*******Dey lips so that the red hue on the lipstick is reduced.

"This is just right. Don't be pretty, many will come after you!" Edward smiled while Deya bent his face.

Edward knew that many men were starting to approach Deya, only that she rarely left her study because she was banned by Edward.

They got to Edward's company car park. Deya get out first.

"I'm first, Mas. I'll be afraid someone will suspect." Deya then closed the car door.

"Deeya!" Deya's body froze when she heard the voice of a man calling out to her.

"Dee!" Angga's hand grabbing the woman's shoulder made Deya close her eyes for a moment, she turned her head. Smiling awkwardly.

Angga drove his mother to an office building. He was seeking permission to return from KKN yesterday because his father was in the hospital. Now he comes to this company because his mother represents his father meeting with the boss of the mining company.

"You're an intern here?" ask Angga. Deya nodded.

"You know...." Angga looked towards the luxury car.

"De, come on in! It's too late!" said Edward who was not happy with the existence of Angga. He got out of the car when he found out his rival was near Deya.

"He's...."Angga looked confused. He wanted to think negatively but his heart refused.

"He's actually my Om. Isn't that right, Om?" deya said worriedly.

Edward closed his eyes. He looked like he was going to pounce on that woman.