Wife President's Deposits
Chapters. 54 Seduce Husband

"So you've thought of everything?"

"Women are thinkers. They do everything according to their heart's feelings" Deya said.

"You're so mature, your thinking path is even more organized than my mind."

"I don't want to go wrong. We got married early on but I don't want to mess around with my future. You know why? If I fail, then my family will cry bitterly for me and I don't want that to happen."

Edward hugged Deya and took a sip on the woman's neck.

"Mas, aren't you going to work today?" ask Deya.

"Actually I'm just here spoiling with you," Edward said, starting to misbehave again.

"So off?"

"Let's noon" said Edward. I kissed Deya's face many times. "Just see one important client."

"Mas, it's dong. Isn't he bored? It was last night."

"Where is the word bored, Deya?" flip Edward.

Deya begins to be overwhelmed by Edward's attacks. "Mas, I'm gonna take a shower and have breakfast. I'm so hungry."

"We take a bath together, too" Edward began to take off the clothes Deya was wearing.

Deya's body is actually very tired just every touch Edward can always make it float.

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this is what makes Deya happy, being in her own home. She is free to do anything including serving her husband well. She feels like a real wife when she's in this house. Unlike in Edward's big house, to cross paths with the man alone he had to think ten times. Not because of fear but many nosy eyes that will be able to catch the meaning of the gaze of both or their body language even though they do not touch each other.

Deya began to warm up instant rendang dishes in the microwave. Previously he had fried crackers and sauteed kale. The food he wanted to eat from yesterday, the typical food of the natives.

Edward himself was calling Satria about work in the living room which doubles as a relaxing space to watch television. The man looked serious, explaining every detail of what Satria should do later.

She looked at her husband without a blink. He was lucky to have a rich and handsome Edward. Everything he can get. Even the love he didn't have now Edward gave. What else is lacking? Only his status was still gray.

Edward offered her a legal marriage, but she refused it. It was because she wanted to take Edward's parents' heart first, at least her husband's parents wouldn't look him in the eye. His opponent is Soraya, a beautiful, elegant woman from the same family as well as a great artist who has a name. He himself could not rival Soraya in any way. She has everything including higher education. Myname***.

Deya gave Edward a sign to eat. The man replied with sign language to wait a little longer.

"Yes, you come to his office and ask about the stalled payment. If they don't want to make that payment, we'll defer the delivery."

"Okey, meet me after my meeting with him Mr. Jhonson." Edward turned his head towards Deya who was already sitting sweetly on the dining chair bored.

"I was in the apartment together with Deya.''

" Leave it, don't say anything to Soraya. I'm tired of him." Edward walked over to Deya.

"Yes, that's all. I hung up on him."

Deya looked up and smiled. "I'm hungry..," he sulked.

"Come, we'll eat." They started eating together.

"When are you coming back here, De?"

"Quickly."

"Zahra already knows that you're leaving. She's feeling sad."

"Wouldn't her mother be at home with her. He's definitely not gonna be lonely anymore."

"I love him too, not because he's your son. I loved her because of her sweet attitude. I even feel like a mother when I'm with her. It's funny when you know I'm young."

"Not funny, you did everything with your heart to make everyone touched. Mama and Papa also like you because of that I dare to ask you to marry because I think they will agree to this plan."

"Then what about your legal wife?"

"I'm going to divorce her?"

"Just because of a misunderstanding?"

"There are so many problems that exist between us and I don't want to open my disgrace because it's the same as opening my own disgrace. You know enough that Soraya and I can't be together anymore."

"Even for Zahra?"

"We'll still be good parents even if we're apart."

"What is good. Zahra just recovered from her bad psychic condition and you're getting a divorce. Wouldn't that make him feel down again?"

"There are you who will replace Soraya at home. You're even better than Soraya at guarding Zahra. Her mother for years could not make her child recover, you who just came can persuade her. That's proof that Zahra needs you more than her mother."

"A biological mother remains the best for her child. Whatever the condition!" deya resolute.

"Huh, if we're talking about this problem there's just a fight and I don't like it."

Deya's statement made Edward's mind change. This girl really thinks everything in detail to the business of Zahra who is not her son she thinks carefully. If other mistresses will definitely get the man divorced with his legal wife and ask to be formalized their relationship. They will not think about the fate of the children of their partners. However, Deya was different. He thinks more of Zahra than he does. His feelings were too tender to make Edward unable to hurt him.

Everything Deya said was true. The woman needs a new identity, a good name so it is worth meeting with anyone. People will ask where they came from and why they got married. If the narrow mind will immediately blaspheme both of them because they think that Edward is only interested in the physical Deya who is beautiful and attractive rather than thinking why he prefers it from Soraya.

"You want me to take you home?" ask Edward.

"What do you want to make trouble for?" flip Deya.

Edward laughs. Then let the driver take you to the front of the complex.

"That's the same! I'll just take a taxi online" Deya said.

"I can't believe it. You always choose to ride a motorcycle taxi rather than a car" Edward said.

"That's more efficient, saving time because Anisa swerving in the middle of the dense traffic of Jakarta city vehicles that are passing. Wearing a car often jams for a long time."

"I just don't like having you go out with other guys. What if they're looking for an opportunity?"

"Ulu-ulu. Ask the motorcycle politely, only if they accidentally touch their windfall. Like we're sodaqoh," Deya's tease pleased to see Edward pout.

The plot! Deya's forehead was violently flicked by Edward.

"You refused to buy me a car but don't refuse me to buy a motorcycle. I don't want you to get close to another man."

"It's so stressful Bang, I'm going to drive, not date them! Eat the bells, g think of the streets rather than drive yourself."

"You're too much of a reason."

"In addition, if the carpenter is handsome and fragrant, cool to know Mas," said Deya laughed run to his room before Edward was angry.

"Deya, watch out for you if the lyrics are male."

"Not lyrics anymore, but hugging her waist, afraid of falling."

"Deeya!" edward cried out of patience after his cute and sweet little wife.