Wife President's Deposits
Chapters. 70 Strenuous Dinner
The door of the room began to open. Edward went into the room.
"You're late coming home late, Mas," Deya said, putting a necklace around her neck.
Edward entered lazily, approached Deya, kissed her cheek and helped her.
"You sure we're gonna have dinner with Aya?"
"Of course, hopefully this will be a good start for all of us" Deya said enthusiastically. Take Edward's hand and kiss the back of his hand.
"I've prepared warm water in the bathroom for you."
"The book is too open" said Edward.
"Yes, but Ma'am Aya who gave for this event. If you're not comfortable just change it. Giving doesn't mean you have to use."
Deya observed the clothes she was wearing in front of the mirror. Beautiful and elegant but open on the chest.
"I'll wear a scarf to cover this up."
"Whatever, I'd rather you wear my own clothes or buy a new one. Why would I give you monthly money if you never use."
Edward insinuated it once again for never using the money Edward gave him.
"For what? All the needs you have fulfilled, home affairs, clothes, clothes, cosmetics are available even father and mother have you given money."
"Usually women know what they want" said Edward, who is used to Soraya's lifestyle and his hedonistic family.
"I'm from a poor family so I don't know how your family lives" Deya said.
Making Edward's footsteps who were about to go to the bathroom stopped.
He turned the body. "I'd rather you wear the clothes you bought yourself, even if it's exorbitant than you accept people's gifts. You must have prestige, identity, and identity so that you are not easily fooled by the good of people and deceived by others. Just bought a shirt already happy for mercy."
"It's not about the clothes. However, this is the form of attention Ma'am Aya," said Deya but Edward had entered first into the bathroom.
An hour and a half later they arrived at a restaurant located in a multi-storey building rooftop. Edward hugged Deya's waist wearing a black silk cloth that was attached to the body.
She looks beautiful with natural makeup and also hair tied high up. Looking young, sexy and alluring. Make all the men look towards him. This made Edward even more possessive about embracing her. As if to tell everyone that Deya is his.
On the edge of the wall, Soraya and Zahra were sitting waiting for their arrival. Soraya immediately stood up as the two men came, hiding the sadness of her deep heart with a bitter smile.
"Look, your father and his young wife have come" Soraya pointed to Zahra. "They look good, honey."
Zahra looked towards them. "They look very happy, especially your father," Soraya added, making Zahra's face look sour.
"Come, you have to look happy and happy dear for all to improve," whispered Soraya hugging Zahra's shoulder and asking her to stand up.
"Hallo, Ma'am," said Deya approaching them and then splashing. Edward would not touch Soraya, preferring to hug Zahra.
"Hi honey, how are you?"
"Well, it's so good that you never come back home." Zahra glanced sharply at Deya.
"Darling, you can't be like that" Soraya told Zahra. Zahra turned her face to the side.
"Mom said I should always understand Dad!" annoyed Zahra sat with her hands folded in her chest.
"Hi Zahra, how are you. Brother misses you," said Deya gently about to hug Zahra but her gesture was like cold.
"I'm fine because there's Mom."
Deya looked towards Edward who was also looking at the interaction of the two. Speaking from the heart. Then, smiled towards Zahra and rubbed her head gently.
"Thank God then, Brother is happy." Zahra removed Deya's hand from her head.
"You'd better sit down and have dinner together." Soraya tried to distract them. Mediate the unpleasant atmosphere.
They sat facing each other. Deya sat next to Edward and Soraya sat down with Zahra. Waiter approaching.
"What do you want to eat Deya?" ask Soraya. Deya flipped through the food menu book.
"I'll just go with Ma'am's order. What do you want to order?" Deya had no idea what to order for because she had never gotten into a five-star restaurant like this. The price listed is very expensive, one portion can be for a simple family meal for a month.
"Let's just order it. He knew what food we used to order" replied Edward who did not open the cookbook at all. Deya nodded her head.
Soraya smiled widely. "His oyster sauce curls one, the black egg salad for the opening meal, then." Soraya ordered a lot of food this time. Especially Edward and Zahra's. Didn't ask what Deya wanted.
After that, one by one the food is served. Deya seems awkward with the rich man's eating habits. Although he had previously learned self-taught from the internet. Especially facing the crab menu.
Edward knew and helped him.
"Come, let me open the shell." Edward starts to open the crab shell so Deya can enjoy the food. He also wiped the corners of Deya's dirty lips.
Throughout the dinner, Zahra's face seemed to be bent, more inclined towards anger and disappointment.
"Let me help you, son," said Soraya, who knows her son's bad mood. Deya could also feel Zahra's cold attitude which was not as usual.
"Two days ago Zahra was hot" Soraya said as they ate a sweet coconut-shaped chocolate pudding. Edward stopped eating and looked towards Zahra.
"You didn't tell Dad, honey."
"My mom called me many times but I didn't pick her up." Edward breathed. You're too busy to forget me now."
"Darling, I didn't mean it like that. You're Dad's priority, Dad's life, there's nothing more important than you, honey."
"Really?" There was doubt in Zahra's voice.
"Of course, you'll still be my priority" Edward said, smiling awkwardly as he felt something was wrong here.
"Then go home to Daddy's. I miss Dad reading to me. Accompanying me to sleep, waking me up and joking with me," Zahra's tone of voice seemed to wave.
Edward stared at Zahra. Closing his eyes and breathing. He could see the injured face of his child. Edward was wrong, so long as he stayed with Deya he did not visit Zahra. He often comes home late because of work and afterwards just wants to lie down on his wife's side.
"I miss Dad, miss our togetherness."
Deya held Edward's arm.