Wife President's Deposits
Chapter 58 Mental Health

"It just so happens that I haven't had lunch either."

"De, did you not cook food for your husband?"

"Husband?" muttered Zahra confused. Deya patted her own forehead. Dad seemed confused to feel what the wrong word he said

After eating they gather in the family room. Mr. Seto and Edward sat on a screen staring down the highway.

"What's going on? If you can find out."

"My wife knows about my relationship with Deya."

"Then what are you going to do.I'm sure he would disagree."

"I intend to marry Deya but she refuses."

For a moment Mr. Seto frowned in thought."Do you want to formalize your relationship?"

"Yes, like that Dad just got married because Deya still wants to continue college until graduation."

"Being a scholar is what makes Deya eager to go to school. She thought by going to high school she could achieve her goals as a successful woman."

"She doesn't need to do it because I can meet all Deya's needs."

"My son has been in college for a long time. He wants to be a teacher."

"Lecturer?"

"Hmm that's the goal."

"Falling in love is hardening but marriage needs money" Deya said suddenly.

Deya Longok Deya from her room, found her husband and father telling her a story."

"You're right."

"I mean, I also want to have a husband who is on standby, but he also lets me do outside activities calmly. I want to feel the world of work first."

"Look sir, he refused me to marry him legally, he said he wanted to pursue a career first."

"I also want to have my own income later.

" It's up to you Deya but Son Edward wants you to finger the housewife."

"Suami has money does not mean having to wear a husband to buy food and other items."

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"Do you want to go home?" ask Edward to Zahra.

The girl was silent, looking down not knowing what to do. He doesn't want to go home for now. It's just that this house is so small that they'll sleep later?" zahra looked around the house.

"Have just slept here, along with brother Rai, later brother took a walk around the complex tomorrow morning. We're looking for the best chicken porridge of all time because it sells." Roy and Rai stared at each other. "Bu Masya," said the two in a flirtatious tone and laughed.

"How's it?" deya asked Zahra while rubbing her head.

Zahra looked at Edward. "If I sleep here what about Deya?"

"So I'll sleep with you" Deya said.

"Dad?"

"Dad's gonna sleep on the couch alone, he sees a little sofa in the living room."

"That's a little for Dad."

"Just sleep in Roy's room, brother."

"Roy's room?"

"Where did you sleep?" ask Zahra.

"You can sleep anywhere" said the two.

"It's best to sleep in front of the television but dad always scolds us."

Zahra felt a family warmth she had never felt before at home. In his heart he was envious, wanting to have a family like this. However, Father and Mother often quarreled, long before Brother Deya entered. Now that there is Brother Deya, Zahra feels that someone is starting to protect her heart.

The television channel replaced by Raihan upset Roy, he wanted to snatch the remote from the hands of his brother who was only a year older than him. Rai hid behind his body while sticking out his tongue. They then fight over the remote.

"Do you have to buy two televisions so you don't fight?"

"It's Rai, he's changing his cartoon show" Rai said.

"Bored to know the episode was played that's all," said Raihan.

The family laughed. Deya always had an idea for every problem. Ever since Edward was with the woman, he had been calm. He looked at Deya. The woman raised her eyebrows asking what was the matter?"

Edward nodded with a smile.

As the night wore on and Zahra began to yawn, Deya escorted Zahra back to her room. She hugged Zahra who was on her back. The thing his mother used to do if she was sad now she applies it to the child.

"Has my sister married to my father?" asked Zahra suddenly made Deya surprised for a moment even though she had expected it.

"Yes, do you mind?" deya's reply was barely audible.

"Why didn't Brother tell me everything?" asked Zahra, her breathing began to sound stingy from crying softly

Deya sighed. Not answering just hugged her tightly and kissed the top of Zahra's head.

"It's just fine to be mad at your sister."

"Yes, your mother deserves to scold you for that. You can also be angry and disappointed, I'll take Zahra. Get everything out don't get harbored. It's not good the condition of your soul and body."

"I want to be angry, but don't know how to be angry with Big Brother," Deya said softly and raspingly.

They remained silent for a long time until Zahra's sobs were heard no more. After only hearing the regular sound of Zahra's breathing, Deya withdrew her hand. At that moment, Edward went into the room.

"Mas" call Deya. The man sat next to Zahra. Swiping his wet cheek.

"She was still crying" Edward said.

"It was deserved because Zahra was devastated by everything that happened. He looked shocked and confused."

Edward rubbed Zahra's head. "He was too small to experience it."

"The worse you made things worse by letting the fight happen in front of his eyes. Can't you speak in a soft tone so the child can't hear it? All my life, I've never heard Dad or Mom fight in front of me! If I hear it maybe I'm traumatized like Zahra was."

Deya grumbled like a mother who didn't want her child to get hurt. Though she is not his mother, while the perpetrator of Zahra trauma himself is his biological mother who likes to make trouble.

"I'm sorry and thank you for your concern for Zahra." Edward kissed Deya's cheek. In his heart he wanted to sleep three with his young wife and son. However, the size of this bed was small so it would not fit for the three of them.

"I'm going to sleep outside" said Edward, and Deya got up but Edward stopped her.

"Sleeping in Rai's room alone is already loaded."

"Outside, closer to you. Rai and Roy had slept in the other room after I had persuaded them."

"Sorry, you'll be uncomfortable later. I'll get you a cloth blanket, yeah."

"Mother-in-law has given her. You just sleep. You've been tired since last night and lack of rest."

Edward reminded her of what they did yesterday's room. Deya blushed for a moment. His eyes suddenly opened.

"I haven't taken my medicine yet" Deya said.

"Are you buying it again?" edward asked in surprise. He was the perpetrator of Deya's drug disappearance last night.

"Yes, just before going to your house" said Deya.

"Don't think about throwing it away again!" sternly Deya was full of suspicions who came down and looked for her bag.

Edward laughed without a sound. Implied a jahil glint in his eyes. Wanting to feel he pulled Deya's body in his arms and made the woman forget his KB drug. But not in this house. Very crowded and cramped, everyone would hear Deya's small groans.

Deya takes her medicine in a bag and goes out to find drinking water in the kitchen, followed by Edward.

"De, tomorrow we move to our condominium?"

"Then Zahra?'' ask Deya.

" It's up to him to stay home with his mother or us."

"It's not fair, you have two wives, Mas" Deya said. Deya was happy that Edward had spoken frankly to his wife about their relationship. That means that the man is not messing with their relationship. She also did not want to be greedy if Soraya still wanted to be Edward's wife. He will share with the birth mother of Zahra.

"I only have you" replied Edward.

"Are you going to part ways with Lady Aya?" deya asked in surprise.

"I handed it to Aya, if she wants to file a divorce suit I'll settle it. "

"That means you don't have an agreement on that?"

"No, it's for Zahra's sake I let Soraya stay in that house and be my wife but to take her back. I can't!"

"Why Mas? This is what I wanted to ask you all along. Why do you always fight but it's night. I'm afraid my parents are distracted because they have to get up at two in the morning to cook. We'll talk about this again tomorrow at our shelter. I ask you to be honest with me. However, if not I won't force you."

"Oh, yeah. Let Zahra be comfortable with her circumstances do not rush to take one decision that will make her suffer. It's not good for his mentality."