Devano Pranata Yoga
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"Than." call Davin and nudge Nathan's body hard enough.

"Nathan!" davin shouted because Nathan had not yet turned his head towards him.

"What?!" the man replied coldly.

"You deaf or what?!"

"What?! What do you want to talk about?!" nathan answered, it's getting cold.

Bugh. Davin hit Nathan's shoulder pretty hard. The girl also stomped on Nathan's feet in annoyance.

"Have you brought the book I asked for?" davin asked after stepping on Nathan's foot.

"Udah." Brief, dense, and clear, the answer Nathan gave.

'It's like talking to a cold person. The boys were always upset and afraid of me. I speak even colder than Nathan.' Davin's inner.

The girl began to tug at the levis jacket Nathan was wearing, then smiled wryly because Nathan did not care about the jacket Davin kept pulling.

"What else?!"

"Where's the book?!"

"Patience!" Nathan took his college bag and gave Davin a notebook.

"Hm. Thanks." Thanks."

'Oh, so lazy of him! Not like Dev! Dev sis diligently, it was he, no matter who he was.' Nathan's inner self mocked Davin who was now sitting beside him.

"Oi, so no?!" nathan asked as he pulled Davin's hair.

"What?! So What?!" Davin asked back with such an annoying expression.

"Meet Safira! If not, I'll go home and hang out with my friends."

Nathan grabbed his bag and got up.

"Eh, so, so," Davin said, then pulled Nathan's hand. Make the man stop and balance his body so as not to fall.

'If only he wasn't Uncle Aldy's son! I must have finished off and buried this shitty girl alive!' Nathan's mind goes back to talking about Davina.

The two began walking out of the school. Davin has now returned to the original setting, which is a cold girl with a gaze so sharp and deadly.

Nathan walked first. He got into his car and was followed by Davin sitting next to the driver's seat.

"Huh, if I hadn't fallen yesterday, today I would have allowed to wear my beloved black red" Davin murmured.

"Than," called the girl as the car was already speeding up, and joined the other cars on the highway.

"Hmm."

"What is Safira like? I mean, he's still a lineage with you. So, you must know what Safira's character is, right?" ask Davin curiously.

"That's how, like what you see. She's a cheerful, kind, smiling woman, just nice!"

"Hmmm, do you think Brother Dev could forget Kak Aurora, and accept Kak Safira's presence in his life?" ask Davin in a low starting tone.

"Why not? Basically, Kak Dev is a good man, just like Kak Safira. It's just, Brother Dev is in a bad time right now." Nathan glanced at Davin.

"Don't think too much, everyone has their own time and place. Believe me, God will give happiness after the sadness we are experiencing now" he continued smiling.

"Hopefully, I hope so." That's all Davin said. The atmosphere in the car turned cold and very quiet.

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Both of them arrived at a cafe. Nathan has contacted Safira and asks that she take the time to meet him and Davin.

"Hi, I'm sorry, you've been a while, haven't you?" Sapa Safira then sat down next to Nathan.

"Hi also Brother Sa, forgive us for interrupting Brother's time. But this is serious, there are important things that we have to discuss right now" Davin said with a very serious face.

"alright. But, we better order a drink first. I'm thirsty."

"All right." Davin's pounding the table pretty hard. Making a cafe waitress stare at him.

"Sir, we'd like a drink."

"Please be chosen, Miss." The servant smiled stiffly as he realized who this annoying girl before him was.

"Tea sweet one." Davin turned to Nathan. "Juice orange one," he continued.

"Emm, what's Safira going to drink?"

"Juice oranges only," Safira replied smiling.

"Well, one sweet tea. Two orange juices" Davin said to the waiter who had noticed himself.

'Similar to Mr. Dev.' the servant's inner self when he realizes the resemblance between Dev and Davin.

"So, what serious thing do you two want to say?" safira asked as the waiter moved away.

"Look this." Davin glanced at Nathan at a glance and continued.

"Are you sure Safira is going to marry Dev? Emm, I mean..."

"I'm sure Davin. You don't trust me?" cut Safira.

"That's not it, it's just me...Never mind, I will support Brother, and help with all of Brother's efforts" Davin smiled and pulled out a book and immediately wrote something in the book.

"Here, everything I've written, hopefully help," he said and handed a piece of paper to Safira.

"Emm, thanks. This is very helpful," Safira replied smiling. Sapphira folded the paper and kept it in the bag she was carrying.

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"Sister Dev doesn't like blue, red and yellow. He does not like sweet foods, does not like to be touched on the shoulder. Emm, what else? I forgot!" said Safira who himself had memorized all the things that Dev likes and dislikes. He looked back at the piece of paper Davin had given him earlier.

"Don't like being called Devan!" he said he read the lowest writing deliberately written in capital letters by Davin.

"Emm, I know, this must be because Kak Aurora always calls Kak Dev with that call," muttered Safira then slammed himself on the bed.

Safira closed her eyes and went back to reminding her of the important things she should know about Dev.

"Sister Dev doesn't like to talk while looking into the eyes. I don't like it when someone steps on his foot. Emm, Brother Dev likes quiet women, not talking much. Emm, ish, why forget again!" Safira opens her eyes again and rereads everything Dev likes.

'Yes, God. Easy everything...I just want to see Kak Dev smile back, for my feelings matter, it's fine if he doesn't reply. But please, give me back her cheerful smile.' Inner Sapphira praying.

The woman looked at the ceiling of her room. His right hand still held the aid paper, while his left hand he used as a pillow.

"Sister Dev likes chicken noodles....Emm.." muttered Safira then closed his eyes and immediately dragged into his subconscious.