Wife President's Deposits
Chapters. 36 Is Better

Half an hour later. Deya and Edward have arrived at a luxury apartment complex. Deya who was in shock did not say anything from the office earlier on the way home. He seems to be hit hard. His psychics did not seem okay making Edward very worried.

Deya was still crying while hugging tightly Edward who carried her until they reached the condominium room.

"Down me, I want to clear myself of his tracks. My body was dirty from being touched by that bastard, "pinta Deya. Edward starts to take Deya down

"Let me help."

"Don't! You'll be disgusted later" prevent Deya from retreating away from Edward. "I.. I. am not like I used to be." cried Deya hysterically.

Edward grabbed Deya by the waist and hugged her tightly, one hand touching Deya's face. "You're still the same as Deya I last met." The woman broke away from Edward's embrace.

"A cheap Deya you can pay?" Deya smiled mockingly brushed Edward's hand off his cheek. "You and her are the same, think of me as just a paid woman." Deya pulled her hair back. It looks desperate and frustrating.

"You're still my Deyaku." Edward reached out to touch Deya, but the woman retreated, shaking her head.

"I'm a paid woman? I married you just to make money. Once in love you gave me treasure." Deya laughed cynically in tears. He wiped the liquid from the red tip of his nose while looking at Edward.

"I was wrong and I'm sorry" Edward said with regret.

"I don't need an apology. I just need you to be able to give me a little honor as a wife, not just a mistress." Deya let out a rough breath. "The wife you love when we're together, even if it's just pretending." The clear circle is back flowing.

'Because I know, being second is like being the wife of a mirage.'

"I do need love but I'm not that crazy to betray a marriage. I do need money but that doesn't mean I'm going to sell myself to everyone. I am cheap but only with you, my husband is not another man. Is that wrong?"

"The beginning of our marriage was only to satisfy the desires of the world, but afterwards I always saw you as my husband. I don't care what you think of me at all, but I'll get hurt if you question my loyalty to you" Deya said.

"Remember one thing, Mr. Edward! Although our marriage is without love, but I will remain faithful. One more time I reiterate. As long as you are my husband, my heart and body are yours. So don't you ever suspect me again." This time he took out all the grunts in the heart that had been stored all this time. The answer to Edward's distrust of him.

Edward smiled faintly even barely visible. He grabbed Deya's body again and hugged her tightly. Inhaling the body scent he had longed for these few days.

"I believe in you. Forgive all my words that have hurt your heart" whispered Edward.

"I'm dirty, that old bastard's still stuck in my body." Deya tried to escape from her husband's body.

"I'll wipe his tracks off your body. Only I can touch you, no other man."

Edward did what he said. He cleans and removes Mario's tracks from Deya's body, after which he cradles her in bed.

"Are you going to leave me when I close my eyes?" ask Deya.

Edward remained silent. His thumb rubbed Deya's swollen lips.

"I shouldn't have expected more" Deya's great-granddaughter exhaled more heavily immersing her head in Edward's chest. The index finger moved abstractly on her husband's chest.

Edward couldn't have left Deya alone here. The woman was in a severe shock. Luckily Mario has not been to tarnish Deya so as not to make the woman severely depressed.

"Tonight I will sleep here with you" said Edward.

"Really?" Deya climbed over Edward's chest and raised her face to look at the husband. His eyes seemed happy. Things Edward never saw while they were together. His heart felt touched. Is Deya really serious about their relationship? Was she the right woman who would accompany him to the end of his life?

Her once-injured heart makes it hard for her to trust Deya and is easily jealous. He suddenly becomes possessive of Deya and gets emotional if he sees Deya close to any man. His subconscious was actually afraid that the betrayal Soraya had committed would be followed by Deya.

Edward nodded his head. Deya kissed Edward's lips gladly. He went back to sleep on Edward's chest. Closing his eyes, a smile fell on his lips.

"De," call Edward.

"Hmm."

"Did you love that guy so much?" ask Edward.

Edward dipped Deya's head. "However, I'm afraid that one day you'll dump me when I love you" Deya continued.

"Are you not ashamed to be with me. We are far away, eighteen years more."

"Not the opposite? I'm not every man's dream woman like your beautiful, fashionable and perfect wife. I'm just a pathetic Deya so you came out of pity for me. If they knew our relationship, what would you do? Are you going to hide me from shame and tell me that we don't know each other?"

"Perfect is not because of physical alone but also psychological and behavior. As far as I know you you're the perfect woman I've ever wanted, it's just that Soraya's wounds don't make me believe you."

"May I know what that wound is?"

"A real man will not expose his family's disgrace to others."

"I'm someone else?"

"You are someone else in my relationship with Soraya but my wife is in another bond."

"meaning?"

"I will never open up my problems with Soraya to you or anyone else let it remain our secret. Not that I don't think of you. I just don't want to put you in the loop of our lives."

"I'm trying to understand." Deya smiled wryly. "However, try to trust me. As long as I'm your wife, I'll never betray you."

"From now on I'll trust you even if you say I'm Om in front of your girlfriend."

"Can't I say you're my husband? After all, I've cut ties with Angga."

"Really?"

"You can check my phone, I never gave you a password. If you still don't believe you can tap it."

"I believe." Edward rubbed Deya's open back inside the blanket.

"De, do you want our relationship to last forever?" ask Edward.

"If you want that and your family agrees with our relationship."

"Then will you fight for this relationship?" ask Edward.

"What kind of fight do you mean?"

"Fight to win the heart of everyone close to me." Deya looked at Edward waiting for more explanation from the man.

"If you've been close to them, it'll be easy for me to explain our relationship to them in the future. The chance for you to be accepted into my family is more."

Deya still doesn't understand.

"You just need to take the hearts of all the people who are important to me. Both my parents and my son Zahra. If they love you, they will give us our blessing together. So we don't have to hide our marriage anymore?"

"It's not that easy!"

"It's not that easy, but we can try it. I want your status as my wife to be clear before you graduate so I can accompany you to your graduation as an official husband."

"Official husband? That means you want to formalize our relationship later?"

Edward nodded.

"But what about your wife?"

Edward is already a fool with Soraya if the woman returns, he must bless Deya as his second wife later. If not, then it was easier later because Soraya asked for a divorce from him.