The Savage Wife of Mr. Delon

ISTDS. Deal again

"We what? Hem?" ask Delon again.

Zifana feels degan. He was once close to some men. He was dating and was also almost engaged. But they're not this intimate. In fact, Zifana never once let a man close to her.

Zifana pushed Delon's body until the handsome man so close to her moved away. Even the fragrance of the perfume that was as fragrant as it was on his nose was also slowly gone.

Delon looked at Zifana who was now looking at him with a strange look.

"What do you want? Don't make me sick of all your time-consuming behavior" Delon said. His eyes looked at the doubtful Zifana. What does the woman really want in front of her? royalties to add? Or what? Delon was also getting curious.

"I ask that we do not have marital relations" Zifana said.

Delon widened his eyes, he looked at Zifana. He chuckled and approached the woman, who was about six years under him. His laughter disappeared as he was right in front of Zifana.

"Do you think you're attractive? You think you're pretty and capable of luring me that way?" ask Delon.

Zifana just kept quiet, she did not want to answer and in the end will prolong the problem.

"Sorry Mr. Delon, I just don't want any trouble later on. This marriage is just a contract and it definitely doesn't matter to you, after all you're married. So, I just want to limit it" said Zifana.

"But just touching is necessary, we need totality in front of Elijah" he said.

Delon looked at the future wife of his contract, looked at the woman who had been quieter than before and relented.

"Touch?" ask Zifana.

"Hem" replied Delon.

"Don't think too much. It's not all clear, you're just for Elijah. You're just a mistress, your existence means nothing to me, you need to know Zifana Aurora Manda, I love my wife very much" Delon said.

Deg

Zifana's heart beat faster, it seemed like in the future he had to prepare a mental steel to face his life. He lives like slicing a red onion. He shed tears often. Can he? Be married? By compulsion? With a married man? Why is his life so sad?

"Sign now and we'll get married the day after noon, give me your file. In the morning my assistant will take care of it" Delon said.

"I ran away, I didn't bring anything" Zifana said. Delon took a long breath.

"OK, I'm gonna have my men pick it up at your house" Delon said.

Zifana tried to calm down and put her signature on the paper.

He had signed the letter, Delon took the deal and kept it.

There was a knock on the door from the outside, immediately Delon denied it.

"Lake in," he said.

Shortly after, the butler came in and looked down for a moment.

"Sorry Young Master and Miss Zifa, dinner is ready, Big Lady and Miss Elijah are waiting below" said Mbak Nur calmly.

"I'll be down soon, tell them to wait for a moment" Delon said and was taken in by Nur.

"Alright Mr. Delon," said Mbak Nur we then stepped away.

Delon looked towards Zifana who was still silent. Staring at Delon made him duck, really Zifana who used to go somewhere. In front of Delon everything seemed to change, his condition was so terrible that his arrogance was lost.

"Didn't you hear? Mama and Elijah were waiting, why were you still there?" ketus Delon's.

Zifana was about to step up, deftly Delon grabbed Zifana's waist and invited her to walk along.

Zifana was surprised and looked at Delon with her sharp eyes.

"It's one of the totality that is played in front of Elijah" Delon said.

"But we're not married Mr. Delon, yet" said Zifana.

Delon smiled cynically.

"Be quiet! After marriage we will often be like this in front of Elijah, this is just the beginning" he replied.

Zifana followed in Delon's footsteps, they came out of the study, Zifana looked unsettled. He doesn't understand any of this. How did all this happen?

They went down, along the stairs after the stairs, under which Elijah and Mama Amel looked at the beautiful scenery. A beautiful smile rose from the lips of Amel and Elijah.

"Mama, Papi" said Elijah, who looked happy.

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