Wife President's Deposits
Chapters. 89

Royhan followed the footsteps of Angga who was carrying Dafi towards the latest store outlet owned by Angga in a mall. Today is the opening day of the store. Actually Angga hopes Deya comes but said the woman he wanted to tidy up his house first. In addition, Deya also did not believe in showing his face in front of everyone. He is still afraid and traumatized by the blasphemy perpetrated by netizens throughout this country because he considers it as a destroyer of people's households.

"You're late" said Angga's mother.

"I have to wait for Deya to prepare Dafi first." Angga's mother touched Dafi's cheek and kissed him

"Where's Deyanya?"

"She just got home from furniture shopping and her home needs."

"Ck, I was hoping she'd come."

"Yes, we've just started cutting the ribbon."

"Roy, leave Dafi for a while, yes" said Mother Angga softly.

"Yes Aunt, Dafi is safe in my hands."

"Let me carry Dafi, Mom, I promised to take good care of Dafi" Angga said.

"As for you, as long as he's comfortable and happy."

When Dafi was invited into the crowd of people, the boy cried so hard that Royhan took him away from the crowd. Dafi did not like the noisy and crowded atmosphere because he used to live in a quiet place and only interact with those people. Mr. Seto's family and Deya's 10 employees.

Royhan brought Dafi to a food stall not far from Angga's shop. Ordering ice cream. They sat at one of the dining tables available.

"Don't tell Mom that Om bought her ice cream" Royhan said. Dafi nodded his head. His mouth was ice cream. Royhan wiped it with tissue.

"Om, what is it?" tanya Dafi sees people wearing superhero costumes.

"That's a robot, the nation's hero."

"Who is fighting the enemy? Good what's evil?"

"When fighting the enemy is a good robot. Try Dafi tell Om, what color is the robot?"

"It's okay" replied Dafi.

"It was yellow, it was yellow" Royhan said.

"If that's what?" point Dafi at the ice cream cart.

"That's red."

Royhan rattled Dafi's head with anxiety. "That's right, you're really smart."

"Roy," called a woman from the side making Roy turn his head and his eyes widened. He swallowed his saliva very hard.

"Zah-ra, who are you here with?" Roy looked around.

"Only with the Driver." Zahra pointed at a large tall man with a serious face who was standing not far from her. Former driver Deya.

"Sorry, yes I'm done going home first, being waited on by Brother Angga."

"Eh, how quick. We haven't talked."

"I'm sorry, I have to go later sought by someone." Royhan turned towards Dafi. "Dafi, we go first yuk, later sought ma Om Angga."

Zahra looked amazed at Dafi who was still cool eating his ice cream which was only half eaten. Dafi's face was like no stranger.

"Eh, is she your sister again?" zahra asked Royhan. Royhan is afraid that Zahra will find out who Dafi really is. He was confused as to what.

"I'm the son of Eto's father" replied Dafi who often heard people calling Mr. Seto with Seto's father.

Royhan immediately raised Dafi. "Sorry Ra, I have to go." Zahra wanted to call but was restrained.

"Eh, ice ceam Afi..," whine Afi stared at her Ice cream.

Zahra stared at Dafi far away.

"Isn't that Mrs Deya's family, Non?"

"Yes." Yeah."

The driver picked up his phone. However, Zahra took the driver's cell phone.

"We'll just follow them, let's know where Deya's house is." Zahra followed where Royhan went.

"Miss not angry at Madam?"

"I miss Deya's sister." The driver raised an eyebrow following the footsteps of his master.

Three years ago. After Deya left her apartment.

Deya came to the place where Zahra was being treated. With a firm step he entered it inside.

"Good morning," said Deya with a big smile like nothing had ever happened.

"Morning as well," Mama Claudia replied approaching towards Deya and hugging.

"That's the first time you came?" ask Mana Claudia.

"Let's not get hit by road traffic."

"Hallo, Zahra?" Deya drew closer to Zahra but the boy turned his hateful face away. That made Deya sad because she was close to the boy.

Deya asks Mama Claudia to talk to Zahra. Mama Claudia understands.

"Zahra, Oma go out first yes, want to buy fruits." Zahra seemed to object but said nothing.

"Deya leave Zahra for a moment, Mama will come out. Oh yeah, please bribe Zahra too." Mama Claudia handed the tray containing breakfast for Zahra to Deya.

Deya nodded, then stared at the departure of her in-laws. He sat next to Zahra who was still reluctant to look at him. Deya seemed to not care about Zahra's overtly hostile attitude now.

"Zahra's still mad at Brother Deya?" softly asked Deya, spooning the food and then giving it to Zahra. Zahra did not respond.

"Anger may be, but don't hurt yourself. If Zahra's own pain is not feeling well."

"I hate Brother!" timpal Zahra's.

Deya smiled cynically. Sighs.

"It's natural. However, Brother is dear to Zahra."

"liks. It's just the way big brother wants to snatch Dad from Zahra, "the Zahra's heart goes to Deya.

"Who said? Brother sure it wasn't Zahra who thought that way to Brother. However, whatever it is rest assured Brother loves Zahra."

"Then give me back to Zahra," said the girl.

"Sister never took Father from Zahra. The proof is, I've been waiting for you here for days."

"Last night you left, you must have gone to my sister's house, right?"

"Dad tired of wanting to rest for a while later also come here again."

"Sister already has a family that loves each other why should you take Dad? Zahra only has Mom and Dad, and that's always a fight."

"Actually if Zahra wants to, Zahra can stay with Brother and Dad, but Zahra's mother also needs Zahra. Brother does not want to be selfish, Brother wants Zahra to be happy living together with Zahra's mother. Isn't that what Zahra wanted first?"

"But Zahra wants to be with Mom and Dad, they live together and are happy."

"Sister can't force Dad to stay with you guys."

"Why? Mother said, Brother wants to master Dad. I'd forget about Zahra if I had another kid from Brother."

A moment Deya was surprised by Zahra's honesty. Meaning his mind was right if Zahra was instigated with Soraya's words. Deya smiled wryly.

"Sister doesn't want to rule over Dad, if Zahra lets Brother want us to be together peacefully. But it seems that it can't."

"Will you take Daddy?" ask Zahra scared. Deya put the tray of rice on the nightstand.

"Listen Brother. From the beginning Brother never wanted to snatch Zahra's father. When we were together without your mother, did you ever try to grab Dad's attention or time when you were together?"

Zahra. She pursed her lips tightly as if she wanted to cry.

"Zahra the older brother knew was good, not the moody and angry Zahra. Why is it like this now? Ask Zahra yourself. " Zahra wants to interrupt. "Eits now Zahra has not understood but later when time passes, Zahra will know why the carefree Zahra when with Brother becomes like this."

"What Zahra sees sometimes isn't entirely true, "look up, "already." Deya sighed overcoming the tightness in the chest as it was heavy for her to do this.

"Big brother just wanted to say goodbye to Zahra, wanted to get out of your life. Brother did this because he wanted to see Zahra happy again like before. Excited when doing something."

"I hope that after Brother leaves, Zahra can live happily with Father and Mother Zahra. Also wanted Zahra to forgive Big Brother for taking a lot of Dad's time yesterday."

I don't know why Zahra's tears came down so hard. Deya got up and wiped away Zahra's tears. Then he lifted up Zahra's face.

"I don't hope that after Big Brother leaves, Zahra never cries again. One more thing, take care of Big Brother's father Zahra. Don't let him be sad. Accompany him if you are alone," said Deya rasping. Wiping her own tears.

Zahra hugged Deya, spilling her grief. He actually loves Deya just the ugly thoughts that Soraya had instilled in her brain, making her hate Mom.

Mama Claudia who was outside the room wiped her tears. He actually did not know what was good and right but the first thing he wanted to do was just save Zahra first.