The Savage Wife of Mr. Delon

ISTDS. Two requests

"Can you help me with the presentation of services I can serve? I know you can Zie, help me earn the trust of that big company" Willy pleaded.

Sometimes he is inferior, even though he is also very skilled. Even Willy's ability was already beyond doubt.

Zifana was silent, and she no longer had freedom. Shouldn't she have permission for her husband?

"Zie, I'm depending on you for this. I'll cancel if you don't want to help me" Willy said.

Zifana widened her eyes. He was shocked by what Wily said.

"Wil, what the hell are you. Don't be so dong, you said the company was very big. You can get abundant profits if you succeed in establishing cooperation, come on spirit," said Zifana advising her best friend.

"Zie, I need a friend who can convince me. Then, how can I succeed, if I'm not sure. Never mind, you're the only one who's good at percentage won't help me, I'll cancel it" Wily said.

Zifana took a deep breath. He shook his head. His best friend is so annoying.

"Wait a minute, I'll tell you if you can" said Zifana.

"Ready," said Willy who sounded all over the place.

Zifana hung up her phone, she who was originally going to sleep is now not going to sleep. Soon the beautiful woman came down to look for the whereabouts of Delon who had not seen the trunk of his nose since.

On the nightstand, Delon's phone that was left behind seemed to ring several times and show the name Darling.

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Delon was in the kitchen, since this afternoon he did not want to eat because he saw Zifana who was so happy smiling together with people who he did not know who.

Looking at her elegantly-tuned clothes made her sure that it was no ordinary person. It is fitting that many people are close, is not Zifana a former zif bontique ouner who is quite famous as well? An ex? Yes, because Delon himself does not know where to change hands where the company that was owned by his wife.

At this moment, Delon was hungry. There is nothing in the kitchen. Maybe Nur didn't cook anything before coming home because there was nobody in the apartment. Didn't Zifana just come home? Very upset to remember that. Home at night, rain. Must have been with the man, what was the relationship between the two of them?

Trying to forget that, now that Delon took the rice, it seemed to make the fried rice very tasty. Although a CEO, Delon was never shy about cooking. In fact, Vely always he served because of pity to see his sick wife sick.

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His heart throbbed, remembering that Vely made him remember that from last night he had not called because of a lot of busyness.

Just call him later. Thought Delon.

Delon was about to slap down the white, but a hand took over the reel. Delon was startled and turned his head, staring at the beautiful figure beside him. A beautiful figure without a mak up who is now grinding her wet hair. Beautiful figure in a long pajama suit. Unnerved? Certainly is.

The two looked at each other, Delon released his hand from the clutch and looked towards Zifana who seemed to be surprised as their hands touched earlier.

"Sorry I'm sassy, brother. I just want to help you, you want some fried rice?" asked Zifana who managed to find Delon's whereabouts after spinning around looking.

Delon fell silent, and glanced at Zifana for a moment.

"What do you think? You should have known without asking," she said.

"Yes, wait. I'll make it for you" said Zifana.

Fried rice is the only food that he mastered recipe from one of his friends. The recipe is special and no doubt because it is one of Zifana's favorite foods. By installing, where do you know later when permission to help Wily tomorrow is allowed.

"You kicked me out?" ketus Delon's.

Zifana who was lazy to argue did not answer, pulled back and began to start the action. Delon only looked at Zifana who deftly cooked rice.

Even Vely never paid attention to his stomach affairs. Smile was somehow on Delon's lips, her net continued to observe the beautiful face that was busy cooking it.

The fragrant smell of fried rice was very pungent, Zifana took the plate and was about to move the fried rice.

"Au," he was shocked when his left arm was hit by a hot frying pan. A surprised Delon immediately approached and turned off the stove.

Zifana flicked her arm with her right hand. Delon grabbed the ointment in the medicine box in the corner. He stood up and grabbed Zifana's hand. Blow it, then apply the ointment. Zifana looked silent, it could also be that the cold man was being nice to her. Her net was unceasingly staring at Delon who was busy treating her wound.

"Thank you, sister" said Zifana when Delon finished treating her.

"Other times heart," he said coldly. Zifana.

"Sit down, let me move" Delon said.

"But" Zifana argued.

"I said sit down!" his jolt.

Zifana nodded, annoyed if always yelled at. But yeah, he's a bitch. How else? It's good he wants to help her treat.

At the dudu after washing his hands, while Delon moved the fried rice on the plate. Give one plate in front of Zifana and another plate in front of him.

"Eat," he said. Without waiting again, Delon who was hungry ate fried rice made by his wife. His eyes widened perfectly, his lips smiled, for some reason he liked the taste of Zifana cuisine that was able to spoil his tongue.

"The color you managed to make my appetite back, you can ask for two requests that I will grant," said Delon who had finished his meal, while looking at his wife who seemed silent from earlier.

Hearing that, Zifana immediately looked up and smiled. Be happy? For sure, he wanted to help Willy and was definitely allowed out tomorrow.

"Really brother?" ask Zifana.

"Tell me, before I change my mind!" ketus Delon's.

"Let me help my best friend tomorrow for a presentation, the secretary suddenly did not come in because of illness" said Zifana.

Delon stood up and stared at Zifana silently.

"After all day out, you're going out again?" tanyanya cynic. Zifana looked towards Delon.

"I haven't been out all day, sister, I've only had an hour. I just came out again this afternoon to buy a sanitary pad, "the rebutt looks really serious. But his face blushed as he subconsciously mentioned the thing that made him and Delon had argued. Delon fell silent after hearing Zifana's explanation, he was able to ask her the truth from Mr. Hari. Delon took a long breath.

"Come up, Elijah's mummy is still a day away. Another request still applies the next day. Now go to sleep" said Delon as he stepped into the study. Tomorrow there's a meeting with one of the advertising agencies. He wants to market his latest product, and he will research the concept that was designed by Andreas.

Zifana smiled, is it because of her cooking that she is lucky like this? Zifana looked happy and covered her face with both hands.

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