Wife President's Deposits
Chapters. 8 Hangers

Deya was relieved that her father was willing to perform pen removal surgery on her leg. The possibility that his father could stand and walk normally now began to exist. Provided that he continues to follow the therapy recommended by the Doctor.

This time, Deya accompanied dad to check his legs in the chiropractor's room. It needs to be done before they go home. To see the condition of his father's legs post-surgery.

"Your father's leg condition is getting better. Just don't wear it much to stand up first. After one month, you can do normal activities and see the condition. If still sick do not be forced because usually the time needed is between 1-3 months. It can even be more dependent on the intake of calcium absorbed by the body and many other factors, recommended in the recovery period to do muscle exercises should be assisted by a health expert, and, in addition, you meet the nutritional needs of your growing carbohydrate and protein consumption as well as nutrients and minerals for such as vitamin D calcium and phosphorus, and, in addition, avoid excessive activity or excessive weight lifting in the area that has broken."

"Well my doctor will make sure my dad does everything the doctor suggests" Deya said.

Suddenly the phone rings. Everyone stared at Deya. Deya sees who is calling, apparently from Angga, Deya's lover for three years. Deya then asked permission to leave the room to answer the phone in a deserted place.

"Hallo, Ngga?"

"Yes, you were looking for the kids earlier in the meeting."

"Duh, I'm still in the hospital accompanying Dad. I'm not going to be able to accompany you, there's a cake order just now."

"I also said it like that just now, kids. They know it."

"I'm not feeling good. But maybe from tomorrow I can be active as usual."

"It's good that we're in the decor section for tomorrow's seminar."

"Ready... Boss!"

"Kok Boss, Ayang darling dong!"

"Ih, flirt." Deya lowered her nails.

"Yes already... Dad's waiting for me in the doctor's office."

"Wait, don't close. I just wanted to say I love you."

"Love you too, yes, I'll come back."

"Greet Dad, huh De? Ask me when I can ask you."

"Not yet to pass for marriage. Later if it has been a new success in marriage," said Deya.

"I am patient."

"Udah first yes.. bye..," said Deya decided the call if not Angga will certainly invite him to talk continue. Deya exhaled loudly while smiling widely, then shook her head.

"Sir Deya," call Zahra.

Deya then turned her body and saw Zahra sitting in a wheelchair behind her Edward who was holding a wheelchair handle. The man looked at her strangely and coldly. Deya became awkward on her own. He looked at Zahra and smiled.

"Hi! I forgot what your name is?" deya asked Zahra as she glanced at Edward again as their gazes met but Deya soon decided. Just act normal though deep. heart dag dig erratic.

"Zahra Brother," replied Zahra sweetly.

"Oh, yeah. Sorry brother forgot."

"It's okay."

"You want therapy too?" Zahra was silent only with her finger twitching.

"Just do a routine check-up every month" replied Edward coldly different from when they met last time.

"What is Deya herself doing?"

"I was, uh," Deya who was late thought Edward was surprised.

"Sir, the father is done" the nurse told Deya.

"Oh, yes Sus." Deya replied.

"Excuse me my father is waiting inside" said Deya into the Doctor's room. He held his chest that was almost dislodged from meeting Edward.

"Have Doc? Thank you for the help. I'm going home Doc."

"Yes, take good care of your father. Don't let him do a lot of activities first let alone force his condition," very advice doctors again that he keeps repeating.

"What's the matter, De? What pain? " ask his father slowly, seeing Deya's paled face.

"There's nothing, Dad," Deya replied. Pushed his father's chair out of the room.

"Really?" ask Mr. Seto.

"Ih... I can't believe Deya."

"Sir Deya," call Zahra who is still in the waiting room. He looked towards Mr. Seto.

"Dad introduce this Zahra, we've met at the mall and it's Zahra's father, Mr. Edward."

The three of them shook hands and became acquainted.

"Are you in therapy?" ask Mr. Seto.

"No, just a routine checkup. Zahra is still afraid of therapy" Edward explained. Zahra turned her head towards her father bending his face because he did not like his father telling him about this.

"Lho, it should be therapeutic to be able to walk normally again."

"It used to be but it's not now."

"If you are your own father?"

"I just had a pen surgery a few days ago. It's coming home so it's checked by the doctor."

"Oh, so." Edward stared at Deya for a moment.

"Dad, Raihan must have been waiting. I haven't even redeemed the doctor's medicine."

Deya did not want to linger with Edward because her heart felt the nano-nano was unclear. Between shame, thumping, and chaos. Deya and her father then left. After taking his father to his room to prepare to go home, Deya went to the pharmacy to take medicine.

He put the recipe on the counter. Then sit in the waiting chair along with many people. While waiting for the cure concocted Deya sat down by replying one by one message from Angga as well as his friends. Sometimes he smiles at himself.

Someone sat next to Deya and leaned back. He who is cool does not pay attention.

'Yes, tomorrow night watch yuk!' angga Chat.

'Bored, watch. Wanted to take a walk.' Deya replied

'If the streets are not cool dong!'

'Then want? emoticons.'

'Wants more.'

'Ih, it's not halal yet.'

'The rest we eat romantic once in the restaurant.'

'Do you have money?Expensive, dear money.'

'Inshallah there is. You're the one I never want to go because it's always expensive.'

'One meal can be made to buy a mobile phone, right?'

'Nothing expensive for you. If you want a cell phone I will buy but you always refuse.'

'Later if you've been working alone then I'd like to accept.'

'Yes, it starts tomorrow I work so that later the money can be held by you.'

Deya smiled broadly reading the chat from Angga.

"So seriously, Yes!" Deya was surprised to hear Edward's voice in her ear, until the phone in her hand almost fell. He looked over and found the man's face right in front of him. Until their noses almost touched.

"Mr Re... Edward, here" Deya said nervously when their bodies were in a normal position. Deya held her heart that was about to come out. Being around him is not good for his heart health.