Devano Pranata Yoga
The Beginning of Dev

Sapphira looked at the flowers she had just watered, and then her hand moved to touch the flowers that so spoiled her eyes.

"Miss?" Greet Jimmy who just came, and stand behind Safira.

"Eh, you! I guess who," Safira replied a little surprised.

"How is Young Master Dev? Is it better? Or should I call a doctor?"

"It looks like it's been better, Jimm. As Bibi Laras said," Safira replied and rolled up the hose he had used to water the flowers.

Jimmy just nodded indistinctly then walked towards the main door, leaving Safira still busy with her hose.

'Huh, it takes a deep patience to face Kak Dev's attitude. But it's okay, I'm sure, God will help me, and give me results that are worth all the effort I've done.' Safira's inner self cheers on himself.

After watering the flowers and sweeping the yard, Safira went back inside the house to wash some of the clothes he had soaked last night.

"Miss, sorry, I have to go back to the main house. There are some things I have to do and finish there" Laras told Safira.

"Auntie," call Sapphira. Laras stopped and turned to Sapphira.

"Will Aunt never come back?"

Laras did not answer, he knew what Safira was feeling right now. But how else, this all includes a plan, and at the same time the request of Aldy and Jessica.

"Miss, I'm sure, Miss can, '" he said, stepping near the main door.

"Titip Young Master Dev" said Jimmy who walked behind Laras. "I'll take Aunt Laras first" he continued, then closed the main door.

Now Safira and Dev are the only two in the house. The difference is, Safira is on the ground floor, while Dev is still faithful inside his room, which is located on the second floor.

"Swimming, Sa. Nothing's gonna happen to you. Dev often snapped, but he was not the type of man who likes to play hands," Safira said and then stepped into the laundry room as well as the ironing room.

30 Minutes later, Safira came out after she finished washing all her clothes. He stepped into the side garden to dry all his clothes, then went back into the room to fold all the clothes that had dried.

"Jimm!"

There was a cry of Dev calling and looking for Jimmy. Looks like Jimmy hasn't told you that he's going to the Pranata house.

Dev stared at all the rooms. Empty, there's no one in Jimmy's kitchen or at work. He turned to Safira's tightly closed room and walked towards the ironing room.

Dev peeked through the slightly open door. He smiled faintly as he saw Sapphira was busy with her clothes.

'Have I been too rude to her all this time?' Inner Dev asked.

Dispirited...

Safira turned towards the door, then frowned in confusion.

"Who's sneezing? Did I hear wrong or..." Safira got up and stepped near the door. While Dev, the man had already run silently towards the kitchen, and pretended to open the refrigerator door there.

"No one's." Safira looked towards the kitchen. "Sister Dev? What's he doing there?" murmured Safira then stepped towards the kitchen.

"Sister Dev? Does your sister want anything?" ask Safira. The woman stood behind Dev who was still crouching in front of the refrigerator. I don't know what that guy was doing there.

"No. I'm just looking for fruit" said Dev cold-assed. He stood up after picking up two red apples, then stepped out of the kitchen.

'Stupid! Why are you acting so stupid Dev!' Inner Dev cursed his own stupidity.

"Surprisingly," Safira muttered and went back in to continue her pending work.

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At 11 noon.

Safira is busy in the kitchen as she has to prepare lunch for herself and Dev. Safira occasionally glances at Dev who is sitting at Jimmy's desk, then refocuses on his cooking if Dev also glances at him.

"Sister Dev?" call Sapphira with her head bowed.

"Hmm."

"Emm, tomorrow." Safira was silent for a moment. "Tomorrow I want to go to the cafe..."

"Hmmm. Go then! And don't bother me anymore" cut Dev who's still focused on Jimmy's laptop.

"Every day, okay?" safira asked in a hopeful tone.

"Hmmm, just go, if you need to, don't come back."

'Jeez, why is it like this?' Inner Sapphira.

"Alright, thanks for the permission." Safira tried to smile and then stepped into her room.

"Wait a minute, what did he say? Thanks for the permission? Is he really going to leave and not come back?" muttered Dev. The man twisted his body then looked at Safira's room.

For quite a while, Safira came out in a different shirt, looking once, the woman had just finished bathing and changed clothes.

''I thought he was packing all his belongings, and actually left this house" Dev murmured.

'Wait, what happened to you, Dev? Why are you afraid Safira is leaving you?' dev continued in his heart. The man refocused on his laptop when he realized there were eyes about to stare at him.

"Sir Dev, lunch?" saffira now walks into the kitchen.

"You go first, and don't wait for me!" answer Dev selling expensive.

"All right."

Safira again glanced at Dev, making sure that the man actually told him to eat first.

"Enough, Sa! Don't expect too much of him!" muttered Safira then took a sitting position at the dining table. And immediately started his lunch, without waiting for Dev, according to what the man had said earlier.

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After lunch, Safira was busy washing some dishes and glasses. While Dev, he had just sat down at the dinner table and started his lunch.

Dev glanced at Safira at a glance, the woman was really patient, the proof, he still smiled and hummed ria, even though Dev always yelled or acted coldly at her.

A little while later, Safira was done with all her kitchen affairs. He looked at Dev, then exhaled slowly.

"Where are you going?" dev asked when he heard Safira's footsteps walking away from him.

"To the room" Safira replied. He paused for a moment and walked back to the kitchen door.

"Guide me eat." Dev took off his spoon, then kept silent with a sense of annoyance at himself. Dev was cursing the stupidity of his mouth that had dropped his pride as a cold man.

As for Sapphira, the woman flipped her body to face Dev. 'Ah, maybe you misheard me, Sa. There's no way Brother Dev told you that.' Inner Sapphira hesitated.

"You didn't hear me?!" said Dev after a long moment of silence.

"Eh, okay." Safira steps awkwardly towards the dining table, then sits right in front of Dev.

Dev was still with his flat facial expression. The man took his spoon back and ate lunch that tasted more delicious.

'It's a dream or real?.' inner Sapphira wondered. Sapphira pinched slightly the back of her hand hard enough, until she cried out in pain.

'Ah, this is not a dream.' he said inwardly, then lowered his head as Dev's eyes stared at him.

Dev went back to eating, although he actually wanted to ask, actually what happened until the woman in front of him shouted like that. However, the sense of prestige also made Dev even more discourage his intention to ask, until lunch was finished and they went back into their respective rooms.