Wife President's Deposits
Chapters. 66 Best Things

"We can share a husband, I'm willing to be willing but please don't separate me from my husband" Soraya cried loudly, causing Deya confusion.

"We just talk about this inside" Deya said. He brought in Soraya and Zahra. They sat down on a couch, because that was the only chair in the room.

"Small but comfortable," Soraya commented holding a small statue on the table.

"Thank you."

"Ed is good at choosing places and locations and designing a room to be comfortable to live in."

Deya just smiled wryly. Zahra remained silent. No commenting whatsoever.

"What does the lady want to drink? Zahra, what do you want brother to do?" tanya Deya went to the kitchen located next to the room and only stuck to the dining table.

Zahra nodded. "No need De, we will not be long because Zahra will have to undergo therapy later" Soraya said.

"I just wanted to talk to you about it." Soraya patted the sofa chair beside her. Deya sat down near Soraya.

"Do you mind if I'm with Ed again?"

"There's no way I object because I am the bully of your household," I Deya felt guilty.

Soraya was surprised by Deya's reply. A second later he was acting ordinary but tended to look sad. I don't know what the woman was thinking or planning. Deya was too innocent to know.

Soraya rubbed her eyes that were starting to glow. "I don't expect any failure in my household either. Edward was not entirely wrong on this. There's my hand in it. I'm too selfish with myself and I know with my mistakes."

"It's a good thing you're my honey if other women might be happy with our household rift. You even helped Zahra through a difficult time so she could rise from her slump."

"It's not because of me, but because of his passion to be able to live like other children in general and we should support him not." Deya held one hand of Zahra. Zahra cupped him with her other hand.

"But...."

"There's no but-but, Zahra is my husband's son means indirectly he's my son too. That sounds funny."

"You're lucky to have a real mom like Zahra, who is kind and seems to love you sincerely."

Zahra nodded.

"I'm sure if we're together and united it'll be a great family."

"Therefore please persuade my husband not to continue the divorce process because I am willing to accept you as my honey. I'll take you as a sister." Soraya stretched out both of her hands.

Deya seemed fixated for a moment, she did not expect that this easy relationship with Edward would be accepted by her family. A sincere smile emanated from his face.

"Thank you, Madam." Deya received a hug from Soraya.

"Don't call Madam, just call me Brother.

One hand of Soraya then hugged Zahra who was sitting next to her.

" We take a photo of Nyo.." not yet Deya continued Soraya had cut.

"Sister, you should get used to calling Brother."

"Yes Brother. Let's take a photo together and send it to Mas, let him be happy and suspend his desire to divorce with Brother."

"I guess that's a good idea."

Deya then took his simple mobile phone, then took a picture of them. After that, Soraya took Deya's cell phone.

"HP what is this? How come it's like this?" Soraya flipped through the phone with a black casing."

"Did Ed, not buy you the latest phone?"

"What's Nyo doing, brother, it's still workable."

"How much?"

"One and a half million, Brother."

"For you he bought a cell phone for his lunch? C mon Deya you deserve more. You see my cell phone, it's over thirty million."

Deya smiled faintly.

"You have to get your rights as Edward's wife one of them gets the best."

"The best thing is to have it even if we have to share it."