Because Baby
Part 47's
*Suppose they will speak in Javanese, until Devan protests then they speak in Indonesian. Author males if you have to translate hehe. How complicated to tick twice*
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Devan Delisha and Delvin have arrived at the house of Bambang Sutowijoyo's sister Delisha's father. Once they arrive at the airport they immediately order a taxi online and then go to the house lek sir.
"Assalamualaikum Mr lek." Delisha kept knocking on the brown wooden door, Delisha knocked on it several times but there was no sign of an answer from inside the house.
"Mr Delisha?" a girl of the same age as Delisha looks shocked by the arrival of Delisha.
Delisha looked back. "Congratulations?"
"O Allah.. Is this really Ms Delisha?" the girl immediately walked quickly and hugged Delisha and they hugged each other giving up longing.
Delisha took off their embrace. "Where did you dance from? I've knocked on the door repeatedly but there's no inside word."
Lestari only showed me the mukena bag she was carrying and Delisha nodded in understanding. "Where's my uncle?" ask Delisha.
"Father is still in the mosque at least until the house, let's go in first." replied Lestari, then Lestari looked at Devan and Delvin, and Devan only replied with a thin smile, Devan also did not understand what the two women were talking about.
Their door opened and they sat in the living room and Devan sat down first with Delvin.
Before Delisha sat down, Lestari first pulled Delisha's arm towards the kitchen. "They're who's Mama?"
Delisha. "The answer will be later if the lek sir has come." replied Delisha then left Lestari who still makes drinks for them.
Delisha sat in a long chair with Devan and Delvin. Devan leaned his body. "Whose woman was that?" devan asked whispering, afraid of being heard by his person.
"She Lestari her son Pak lek." replied Delisha.
"A quick look like you yeah, just a little different, your skin is whiter and your nose is more pointed and-." Devan paused his sentence and put his lips closer to Delisha's ear. "And you are more sexy." whispered Devan again and in reply to the sharp gaze of Delisha.
"Assalamualaik."
"Wa'alaikumsalam, Mr lek?" Delisha stood up as Bambang entered the house and said hello.
"You're Delisha?" bambang asked as if he could not believe it, because they had not met for a long time.
Delisha walked towards Bambang and kissed the back of her hand. "Yes lek this is Delisha." replied Delisha.
Bambang rubbed Delisha's shoulder. "Where have you been? You haven't visited lek sir for a long time, lek sir to your old house but he said the house has been sold."
"The story is long, Mr. Lek, Delisha will tell me." replied Delisha and then she sat back in the chair next to Devan.
"That's mase and tole who?" bambang asked while looking at Devan and Delvin.
Devan smiled amusedly as he was called 'Mas' by Bambang, making Delisha tilt her head. "Why smile?" delisha whisper.
"By being called mas makes me remember when we first met, you also call me by that name" Devan replied in a whisper.
"Want me to call you again?"
"Devan! You're y-."
"Ehem."
Deheman's voice from Bambang stopped Delisha's sentence.
"Mase and tole who's nduk?" ask Bambang again.
Devan nudged Delisha's arm. "By the way you speak Indonesian Mom, I don't understand what you're talking about."
Delisha smiled and looked at Bambang. "We just speak Indonesian, Mr. Lek, Mase doesn't understand."
"Yes." answered Bambang briefly.
"Include her Devan is Delisha's future husband, and we're here to ask Lek to be Delisha's guardian."
Bambang nodded in understanding. "Then tole who?" ask Bambang again, because the question two new answered one by Delisha.
"He's Delvin Delisha's son." replied Delisha as she lowered her head.
'BRAKE!!' Bambang pounded the hard table, fortunately the table was made of wood if made of glass may have been smashed into pieces. "YOU'RE NOT MARRIED BUT HAVE CHILDREN???!! ALL THIS TIME YOU GUYS WERE ZINA??!!" Bambang immediately ignited emotions and the atmosphere turned tense.
Delvin to the point of being shocked. "Mother... Apin's scared."
Delisha immediately got out of the chair and headed for the kitchen and was about to hand Delvin over to Lestari, a boy as small as Delvin did not deserve to see the adult debate. "Tari please take Delvin out for a minute."
"No way." refused Delvin then increasingly tightened his embrace on his mother.
"Delvin, Bulek has a big Dinosaur doll, will you?" rayu Lestari's.
Delvin looked at Lestari.
"The Bear doll also has." continued Lestari with a smile. "Come on." Lestari stretched out her arms to take Delvin from her mother's arms.
Finally Delvin wants to go with Lestari and Delisha back to the living room to accompany Devan to face Bambang.
"Sorry." one word that came out of Devan's mouth.
Bambang walked over to Devan. "YOUR CHILDREN ARE THAT BIG AND YOU'RE JUST GETTING MARRIED??!! YOU ADULTERY FOR YEARS???!! WHERE'S YOUR BRAIN??? YOU ARE NOT AFRAID OF PUNISHMENT FROM GOD??!!!" Bambang is still shrouded in emotion because his nephew went the wrong way. 'PLAKK' one slap landed on Devan's cheek again.
Delisha closed her mouth when she saw Devan in Bambang's slap, her tears instantly pooled in her eyes.
"Oh my God, what else is this? Is this how hard it is to fight for love?" inner Devan.
In the past Devan just stay to pay and then can have fun with the Delimanya to the satisfaction. But now? In order to have his entire Pomegranate Devan must get a punch and slap from three men, Alvin Ezra and Bambang.
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Sorry is not the intent of the author convoluted, but love does need struggle and sacrifice right?? This is one form of struggle and sacrifice Devan to have the Delimanya, besides Devan has also received a bonus from their relationship, Delvin.
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The patient Devan is, the harder we try to get something, the harder it is to get something out of our hands. Eaaahh... 😅😅😅