Devano Pranata Yoga
Dorset & Sapphira (2)

Less than half an hour's drive. Now, Dev and Safira have arrived at a building that looks modern and classy. Dev exits first, then opens the car door for Safira.

The man again tried to smile at Safira, and immediately invited Safira to enter the building. Sapphira's eyes for a while.

"Can we repeat it from zero. Let's just say, me and you just got together today," Dev's soft plea. He pulled Safira's body closer towards him.

"Jawab, can we start everything from scratch?" dev asked still in such a gentle tone.

Safira nodded then smiled looking at Dev's face. The two stared at each other for quite a while, until Dev first averted his gaze.

Dev releases Safira's body

walk up to a table, located in the corner of the room. He went back to Sapphira, extended his hand to the woman.

"Do you want to come with me to dance?" ask Dev. Safira nodded back.

Dev wrapped his hands around Sapphira's waist, and led Sapphira to take her position. Both move to the right and to the left, according to the rhythm of the music that sounds so beautiful.

"I'm sorry" said Dev. The man slightly lowered his forehead and Safira's forehead fused together.

"I'm sorry, Sa. I'll try to be a good husband to you" Dev continued, then landed a warm kiss on Safira's forehead.

Safira looked up at Dev's face. He stopped his leg movements, and immediately hugged the man's sturdy body.

'Yes, God....Is this really Brother Dev? I'm not dreaming, am I?' Inner Sapphira.

Dev returned a hug from Sapphira, stroking Safira's head gently. For a long time, Sapphira releases Dev from his arms.

"Thank you, brother" he said with happiness.

Dev smiled in response. He now clasped Safira's hand, inviting Sapphira to walk up to the table.

"Lollipop for you" said Dev smiling. He handed over three jumbo-sized lollipops to Sapphira.

Safira looked back at Dev's face in disbelief. Truly, all this felt like a dream to Sapphira. Sapphira closed her eyes, seconds later, she felt Dev's lips landing perfectly on her lips.

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In cafe.

15 Minutes to go before the birthday party starts. Bastian, the tall, sturdy man continued to stare towards the entrance, hoping that the person he was waiting for would come, and fulfill his simple request.

Bastian continued to stare at the entrance, his eyes wide open as he saw a woman wearing a knee-length black dress, walking into the cafe, with a handsome man walking beside her.

Now, several pairs of eyes glanced at Dev and Sapphira. Dev walked beside Sapphira, complete with his flat and cold expression.

"Al." Safira touches Alisha's shoulder. Making Alisha scream in shock, and almost dropping the HP she had in her hand.

"Jubaq! I thought who!" alisha said while stroking her chest.

"Hows it? Is everything under control?" ask Safira.

"Everything is safe, and hopefully there are no obstacles until the end of the event," replied Alisha then looked at the strange face of Safira.

"You look so happy now, Sa. Is there any good news I missed?" continues asking.

"Hehehe, I'll tell you later" Safira replied with red cheeks.

"Well, I'm happy to see you happy." Alisha smiles and embraces Safira out of the kitchen. The two now step closer to Bastian, intending to give their upperclassman a happy birthday.

Bastian continued to stare at Safira's face without blinking, in fact, he was not willing to take off the hands of Safira who was still shaking hands with him.

"Sir Bastian? Hello!" Alisha waved her hand in front of Bastian's face then looked confusedly at the hand of Bastian who was still reluctant to take off Safira's hand.

"Sister!" Sapphira forcibly withdrew her hand, making Bastian instantly aware of her daydream.

"Hehehe, sorry, Sa."

"You look so beautiful tonight" Bastian continued, staring at Safira's face.

Safira only responded with a stiff smile, which he had never even shown anyone all along.

"Happy birthday, brother. May the Lord always have mercy on you" Alisha said, clasping Safira's left hand.

"There's something I want to talk to you about" whispered Alisha and pulled Sapphira away from Bastian. While Bastian, the man continued to call Safira, hoping Safira would take a little time to chat with him.

"What's up, Al?!" safira asked when they were in front of Safira's private room.

"Who are you coming with?!" ask Alisha to interrogate.

"I came with." Safira paused for a moment. "Sister Dev? Don't let him misunderstand me!" he continued with a face that started to pale.

"Sa, Sapphira....She, Brother Dev, she's behind you" said Alisha suddenly nervous, with a few grains of cold sweat running down her forehead.

Safira also ventured to turn her body to face Dev.

"We're home!" Dev immediately pulled Safira's hand, clasped it tightly, until he and Safira got out of the cafe, and got into the car that was still parked neatly.