Wife President's Deposits

Wife President's Deposits
Chapters. 34


Edward thought about everything Deya said. Not entirely Deya's speech was wrong. Circumstances that forced him to do that. If all is exposed to blame is Deya when the woman comes at a time that is not right for others. However, to Edward Deya was a wound solace.


Of love? Has she fallen in love with Deya or has she just made Deya into a mere outlet? Edward also did not understand his own feelings. He wanted to dig deeper into what he wanted.


Zahra needs her mother. However, Soraya only looked at Zahra for a moment and left again. Edward was reluctant to ask Soraya back however his pride as a man hurt by the betrayal Soraya committed. Where is the love they had? Does it evaporate just like that as time goes by.


Deya was too young to know the cruelty of the world. Even though she looked matured was she able to continue staying by his side? Soraya who used to love him alone has now turned away especially Deya who married him just because of material needs.


Edward's head was blown off thinking about all this. He threw the glass glass on the floor so loudly that his voice reached out of the room.


Deya who was outside immediately ran inside. He saw the broken glass scattered. He stared at Edward, who looked ordinary looking at the map.


"What's up, sir?" ask Katrine who just came in.


"You asked the OB to clean it up."


"Not let me." Edward glanced at Deya at a glance and then returned to his work as if he did not care.


Katrine who felt she was in the wrong place in the maelstrom of sparring husband and wife who were acting cold, immediately left the place.


Deya cleared all that up. After that, he went to the pantry to fetch cold mineral water and went back inside without excuse.


Edward stared.


"Drink this so that your head is a little cold" said Deya handed the drink in front of Edward. His eyes were sharp but it felt funny to Edward like a child sulking.


Deya went to the door, and she opened it when Edward called her.


"S." De."


Deya ignored him, leaving the room just like that.


"Mom, I'm in the pantry for a minute making coffee." Katrine nodded.


Deya went into the pantry room. "Eh, Mba Deya back again Ma'am," said OB officer named Supri.


"Hooh, sleepy to make coffee."


"Not for Edward?" Deya shakes.


"Usually for our President. If not Mr. Deya who made Mr. President like not true it feels. Sometimes sweetness, less sugar if not too thick or like a horse pee," said Rina OB, a woman who has worked here for a long time.


"The funny thing is when I give you a coffee sachet even happy," continued Rina laughing to make others also laugh not least Deya.


"Don't say Mr. Edward is Ma'am."


"No, no."


"Can you use that coffee, ma'am? Doesn't Mr. Edward have a special coffee from Aceh?"


"Actually yes but because of Mr. Edward's desire that is difficult to understand so the fad of using sachetan coffee even like."


"Hey who's talking at work like this. Don't you know if there are many jobs out there. Men's toilets haven't been cleaned yet, hurry...!" Omel Bu Pure head OB in this office.


His eyes seemed to want out of place.


Supri and Rina elbowed each other and immediately left the room in a hurry, a second later back again to pick up the cleaning tool left behind.


"Eh, you're taking an internship, right? Do not be lazy here or flirtatious ma other employees if you want to get high grades," exclaimed Bu Murni with a waist. His wide face looked sour.


"I don't want to make coffee."


"Then it's fast!" the woman's orders were as in her own men.


Deya immediately made coffee for him, accompanied by the sharp gaze of the woman. Deya let out a long sigh after she finished she directly went out of the pantry in relief.


"Wuiss herder, very fierce." She was grateful that her superior was Katrine who instead considered her like her own sister. Whether it was because the woman was good or indeed because she had a relationship with Edward.


In the middle of the road Deya meets the man Mario who was with Edward at the nightclub. Deya's chest thumped loudly fearing that her identity who was about to sell herself was exposed in this office. His head was bowed, deliberately dodging but the man stopped his steps.


"Eh, wait for me like I've seen you?" ask Mario.


"I'm sorry, you may be the wrong person," Deya walks past but Mario's hand holds Deya's arm.


"Aren't you the woman who slept with Mr. Boss back then?" mario whispered in Deya's ear made Deya's round and large eyes widen.


He was about to brush her off when a loud voice called out to the man.


"Mario, are you back?" ask Edward who's behind Deya.


Mario immediately released Deya. "The president has all lived up to our expectations."


"Then I ask for his report."


"good. I'll take it in my room." Mario stared flirtatiously at Deya for a moment then left.


"You make coffee for a long time, take it to my room!" Edward said it with a sour face.


Deya followed him to his room. He put the coffee on the table and left.


"Great of you, Deya. You still have a relationship with your boyfriend when you're my wife. Now you're starting to go after the other guy behind me." There was a mocking tone from Edward's voice. He smiled at his wife. Deya's footsteps stopped, her heart hurt by Edward's accusations and insults.


"All women are never satisfied with one man."


The deg! Deya's chest hurt like it was being hit by a sharp pain. She could not believe Edward had said that to her but her hearing was not wrong this time. As much as possible Deya held back the tears that were about to come down from his two eyes.


How could Edward still think she was a cheap woman who would sell herself to any man. He gave everything to that man. He followed everything Edward wanted.


"One month is not enough time to get to know someone's character. What you said is true. I'm looking for a new prey if one day you kick away. There has to be a backup, honorable Mr. Edward!" deya said with a trembling voice, looking back at Edward with pain that was evident from behind his eyes.


Deya was about to turn the door knob but stopped. "You just tell me when you're getting tired of me so I know when I'll start looking for your replacement!" Deya went straight out of the room, went to the ladies' room.