Devano Pranata Yoga
Don't Cry, Miss!

At 9 am. Safira is now sitting in front of an ironing table. Every now and then, he smiled and shook his head as he recalled what happened a few hours ago. The events that managed to make himself thump until now.

Safira was immediately shocked by her own HP ringing. He thought of the select object, then smiled wryly, when he saw the name of the caller listed on his screen.

"Cum, Al. What's up?"

"Emm, I just wanted to tell you, tonight, the cafe's gonna be rented for the birthday party, and the guy who hired, begged, so you could come to his birthday party."

"Who's renting it?" safira asked as she pricked her own cheek.

"Kak Bastian, chairman of the most popular osis in our High School, first."

"Hmmm, I will try to come, however, I must also appreciate his request, so that he is not disappointed." Safira smiled for a moment.

"Goodoo. But, is Mr Komang going to let you out for the night?"

"Later to try, may he allow it" Safira replied. The woman smiled wryly again. Afraid that Dev won't give her permission.

"All right, I'll hang up. I'll see you around. Bye, Jubaedah," said Alisha, then disconnected her phone.

Although Sapphira. He returns to daydreaming while thinking, how and when is the right time to ask permission from Dev.

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Her afternoon. Dev and Jimmy walk out of the elevator. The two went home for lunch with Sapphira. Earlier, Jimmy had called Safira, telling him about their return.

15 Minutes later.

Jimmy and Dev are on the front page. Jimmy got out first, opened the car door for his master.

"Follow it, Jimm," asked Dev to Jimmy, who was still staring at the main door.

"But, Tu..."

"I don't like to be argued!" cut Dev. The man walked toward the kitchen, followed by Jimmy's steps behind him.

Dev smiled at a glance, then approached Safira who was still busy arranging the lunch menu at the dining table. The man came closer, then slipped Safira's forehead. It again made Safira's face reddened, coupled with the presence of Jimmy who stood near the dining table.

"Sister Dev." Safira turned her face while holding her forehead. While Dev, the man just smiled without sin.

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After lunch. Safira walked over to Dev. The man looked relaxed, it seemed, all his business in the company was done.

"Emm, Brother Dev," called Sapphira with her head bowed to the floor.

"Hmmm, what's wrong?" Dev tried to smile. Even though his heart refused to do so.

"I am, no, I mean," Safira said indistinctly.

"Sit down, and say it slowly!" Dev patted the empty space nearby.

"Later tonight, I, I'll pay a visit to the cafe." Safira was silent for a moment. "There's a birthday there. And....."

"No woman can go out at night! Especially having a birthday party outside the house!" cut Dev. But Safira had not been able to say the point.

"If you want to get out! Then out! And don't come back to this house!"

"You don't want to obey the rules of this house? Then go wherever you want! As long as you never go home or set foot again in this house!!" he then got up and left Safira.

'Brother Dev, didn't you promise not to get angry with me anymore? But what is this?!' Inner Sapphira. The woman immediately wiped her tears, smilingly strengthening herself.

"Miss, I hope you understand what you mean. Mr. Dev doesn't want you out tonight, it's all for your good. What's more now, you've become his wife. Mr. Dev definitely doesn't want people out there saying anything that's not about you" Jimmy said at length.

The man took out his handkerchief, and gave it to Sapphira.

"Don't cry, Miss."

"Where is it, Jimm?! I'm the owner of that cafe, is it wrong if I want to fulfill the simple requests of my customers?!" lirih Safira.

"I was wrong, wrong because I expected too much of your Master. I am a woman who..."

"Don't say that, Miss. Jessica's mom and Aldy's dad are right behind you. Everyone's supporting you, "cut Jimmy and squat in front of Safira.

"I'm sorry if I'm presumptuous to interfere in your personal affairs and that of Young Master Dev" he continued.

"Alright, Jimm! I'm okay, I'm used to it." Safira got up and ran towards the ironing room. He shut himself in that room.