Wife President's Deposits

Wife President's Deposits
Chapters. 91 Disappointed


Edward moved forward looking at Deya. His lips could not say anything even to mention his name. He hugged Deya.


"Don't. His lips were clenched, trembling. His pupils enlarged, while holding back the cry that was about to come out half dead.


"I've been trying to get up so far, don't you break it, please," Deya's voice sounded clear and begging.


Edward was surprised to hear Deya's request. She doesn't know what's wrong why Deya turned out like this? Does he have no meaning for this woman to be thrown away and do not want to be approached again.


"De.." call it heavy. That's all he can say.


"I beg you, go. Suppose we never knew each other" Deya said.


Edward held his jaw and turned his face away. Don't know each other? Is that true? He even knew each of these woman's curves well, her likes, what she didn't like, everything. Edward wet his dry lower lip. Don't know what to say. His chest was starting to get hot. It felt like he kidnapped Deya and took her away from here right now, talking a lot with her. However, everything felt impossible in the crowd.


Her Deya was not the ordinary woman he knew back then. She has turned into a successful businesswoman like her dreams. Edward was proud, but on the other hand he was sad. His wife was not his old wife. Will a successful woman always be like that?


"I...." Edward's words stopped when he saw Angga coming with a bunch of flowers, hugging and kissing Deya's cheek. Edward's hands were tightly clenched.


"Sorry, I'm late. Mother made me late for making breakfast for you. You were in such a hurry not to eat breakfast, right? I bought this for you too. Congratulations, I always knew you could do everything right."


"Thank you." Deya smiled wryly and looked at Edward. Angga followed Deya's line of sight. He turned his body and saw a large tall figure behind him.


"Mr Edward Triatmojo" said Angga with a big smile. He hides his shock and dislike.


Just as Edward was about to speak, Satria came closer.


"Mr Edward, Mr. Governor is soon at our booth. We'd better go there to see him."


Satria looked surprised at Deya. He looked back at his master. Edward then confirmed his uncluttered suit.


"All right, Miss Deya. Your stand is very interesting. I'll visit him later. I hope you're willing to explain all the stuff you're offering me in order for us to find a deal. I've always been interested in doing business with you."


Edward left that place. Deya herself immediately limped and looked for a grip. He was holding his chest tight from earlier. Twist his body and move away from that place.


"De, are you okay?" Angga helped Deya stand up. At that moment, Edward saw her from afar so they looked like they were hugging.


"I'm going to the toilet" Deya said. He felt that he needed space to release the emotions attacking his chest.


"Please help me serve the visitors who come."


Deya was calm, all day she was not bothered by Edward, she did not even see the man anymore.


"How was the sale today?"


"Very good, I even got new clients from Japan and some African countries and Brazil" Deya replied as she tidied up all her belongings.


"Wow, our efforts will grow well."


"It's okay for the progress of your efforts and for the future of Dafi as well."


Deya nodded.


"De, you come home with me" said Angga.


"No, I brought my own car" Deya refused. His mind was chaotic, he wanted to have some alone time.


"You're sure your ex-husband won't bother you?"


"She hasn't told me divorce, Ngga!"


"But you've been separated a long time."


Deya.


"My mom called me soon." Angga received a phone call from his mother. Not long after that he returned with an anxious face.


"De, I'll stay first. My dad needs to be taken to the hospital."


"Oh, God is it bad?" ask Deya worried.


"Don't know but said mom, Dad still realized only his chest was painful" Angga explained. Angga's father is often sickly so that all his efforts are now fully held by Mother Angga and Angga.


"May all be well" do'a Deya. Angga.


"I'll go first, De." Angga kissed Deya's cheek.


"Be careful on the road. Don't speed it."


"Yes, pretty."


In another corner, Edward silently watched what Deya had done earlier. She feels unacceptable when Deya is being affectionate towards another man.


"Why De, you're gone. Is it because of him? Is all my love not enough that you seek happiness in another man?"


Edward's heart broke into pieces. It hurt more than she felt when Soraya betrayed her.


After closing the sales stand. Deya moved towards the car park. The atmosphere looks crowded because there is a music concert and it is not finished.


With a bit of difficulty Deya passes through a group of young people who want to see a concert. They look happy without any burden. That's what she missed from a wonderful youth.


Deya smiled to herself, she was about to get to her car when a car approached and the door opened. Deya was shocked when she saw who was in front of her, not to mention that she was aware of her shock. His hands and body are pulled inside, a person behind Deya helps the kidnapper enter Deya. His mouth was closed by a large hand.