Wife President's Deposits
Chapters. 75 Advice

"Where are you going, madam?" ask the bodyguard who was Deya's driver.

"I want to go home to my parents" said Deya limply, her head propped up in the car window.

The fight had completely drained his emotions. He actually hated fighting but if anyone wanted to ruin his family then he would not be able to accept it.

"Madamma shouldn't we just go back to the apartment?" said the bodyguard saw his employer from the rearview mirror. "Master is in desperate need of the Madam at this time. He must need a friend to tell him about this."

"Yes, you're right."

They then reverse the direction of the vehicle. Heading to condonium. Arriving there, Deya did not immediately get out of the car.

"Don't tell Mister if I've just come from Mr.'s house. That'll add to the problem."

"Okay, ma'am," Deya's two bodyguards answered. The woman got out of the car with her bodyguard.

Deya had just cleaned herself up when the call came into her cell phone. That from his sister means from his parents.

"Assalamu'alaikum, ma'am."

"Wa'alaikum salutations."

"How are Mom and Dad?"

"We're fine, we're worried about you. That news...." Ratmi's mother sounded crying.

"All will be well, ma'am. We'll handle it well."

"It's not as easy as Deya imagined."

"I knew it was just that I would survive for Mas Edward."

"Deya, if Edward's family doesn't accept you how?"

"Original Mas Ed still needs me I'll survive."

"Don't ruin someone else's household De, it's wrong" Seto's father said.

"The Mas Ed household was already troubled when Deya came, his wife even had a chance to divorce from Mas Edward," said Deya.

"Then you don't make their problems worse. If you can bring them together," Sela Seto's father snatched the phone from Ms. Ratmi's hand.

"That's what Deya's done sir, it's just that the woman's very upsetting."

"That's natural person she felt her husband was taken yes she did not accept, De," Ms. Ratmi replied.

"Mother's right. The current victim is Zahra."

"Well, you saw yesterday, the quarrel of his parents alone makes him depressed especially if it comes pressure from outside. I'm afraid she'll fall when you say she's on the rise."

"It was Mom who made me hesitate to step up. I did not feel guilty at all for Mas Edward's wife but I felt guilty for Zahra for having taken her Father's attention. I want Zahra to come with us, but it looks like the boy wants to stay with his mother."

"Your position is tough, De."

"Just ask for the prayer, Dad," said Deya limply.

"Mom, if you teach your son that way is also wrong. Polygamy is legal" Seto's father said

"Only if it is fair. Well this is if Nak Edward leaned towards Deya and had trouble with his wife. At a disadvantage here is Deya who does not know the problem involved in dragging in Nak Edward's previously damaged household. Mother's advice let Nak Edward solve the problem first with the first wife want to continue or not. After that, the relationship with Deya began again, "reply Ms. Ratmi

"Dad disagrees. A wife should be beside her husband when he feels many problems and burdens. She should be able to be her husband's sedative. Where her husband rests and calms down."

"Yes, Dad, Deya will do what Dad and Mom suggest."

"Yes, yes, De. I still have another job."

"Oh yes De. I want to tell you that Son Edward doesn't give our family any more money. We are already happy enough to see your child also given a decent life by her husband. Sufficient living born and inner," said Seto's father

"Mas, never talked about it with Deya. Deya even yunya from Father and Mother. Deya had told me not to do it for Deya alone but Mas said, Deya's parents are also Mas's parents."

"Son Edward was the ideal responsible man. You're lucky to have it."

"Yes, Mom."

Deya was wearing a slightly tight shirt. I don't know why she wanted to wear it, maybe she wanted to make her husband happy. Although it was uncomfortable, he still used it.

After that Deya cooks easy food. Make a spaghetti sauce and a drink called ice Lychee tea. Mienya will she cook later when very husband comes.

Deya deliberately turned off her phone because she didn't want to have many questions coming in from people who knew her. Questions about his video with Edward. Her priority now is her husband.

Long Deya waited until the adzan maghrib arrived. Her husband has not yet returned. He finally did his own worship. Ask for guidance and the best path to the Almighty.

Just now he's folding his face as the door of the room starts to open. Edward's face was lethargic and uninspired. Her usual neat hair had been tangled. Deya welcomes her to take the husband's hand and kisses him afterwards taking Edward's bag. Help her put the coat in her husband's hands.

Edward sat limply on the edge of the bed staring blankly ahead. He did not pay attention to Deya's appearance at all.

Deya was about to go down and get a drink for her husband, but Edward hugged her and put his head on Deya's stomach. Closing eyes. As her father said if her husband needs support and calm and Deya should be able to do it.

For a moment they were silent. Until Deya said something. "Mas clean the body of Mas first trus pray so that the mind is calm."

Edward smiled. He lifted his face. Deya knew what she had to do. Kiss her husband's forehead and kiss his lips.

"So soon, I'll make coffee and dinner for us."

Edward stepped into the bathroom but turned his back to his wife. "You're beautiful and sexy. I love seeing you like this but don't show it in front of any man."

Deya smiled sweetly as it turned out her husband also noticed her appearance.

"I put it on my head on the bed. Uh I haven't heated the water wait," said Deya about to go to the bathroom ahead of her husband. Edward prevented.

"I can do it myself, just prepare a delicious meal for me. I'm so hungry I didn't have lunch today."

"Ck. You should pay attention to your mealtime and get sick."

"No pain no wife will take care of me inside and out."

"Ih, this Mas, likes to pervert."

Edward could not if he had to part with Deya for a moment. Deya was like a breath to him for now. His life spirit that once withered.