DEVANYE. STILL LOVING YOU
part 43's

Devan Apartment.

"God, honey!" Devan shook my shoulder slowly. "Let's have dinner, from this afternoon you ate just a little." I just pretended to sleep opened my eyes. My mother's words made me just want to cry alone, but I couldn't cry. Looks like my tears are picky time to let out.

"I'm not hungry, Dev." My great-grandson is still lazy to wake up.

"To the doctor?" I shook my head slowly.

"I'm not sick, Dev. You're the one eating." I pushed her hand.

"What do you want to eat? I'll cook what you want, as long as you want to eat." The attention of my future husband.

"Don't want to go to sleep." I put the blanket up to cover my whole body to my head.

"Based on a stone head!" his murmur was upset, it could still be heard in my ears. Devan is not giving up. "We eat out?"

"No." I said from inside the blanket.

Suddenly my body was lifted up along with the blanket. Who else if it wasn't Devan.

"You gotta eat baby, I don't want my son to go hungry!"

Devan took me to the pantry plus with my blanket. Basic forger!

We finally ate. Devan continued to feed me with a vegetable soup full of meatballs and sausages that I like.

"Dev, tomorrow I'm going to see you." asked for permission better than he should know from Samuel, and ended up with anger.

"But I have a meeting tomorrow. Just the day after tomorrow?" ask her.

"But I miss mama, I also want to hear a story about my biological mother." I whine.

Devan breathed a heavy sigh. She must have been afraid that after the attempt to meet mama I would lock myself in the room like before. I have not managed to meet my family again, mother or sister Melati. Every time I go there, it's just more and more that I get from Mel's sister. Or if Melati's sister isn't around, the adamant security guard doesn't open the door for me.

"Yes Dev, yes" put a puppy eye in my eye, hoping my dear this will melt. Dear ish?😆

"Yes, I'll send one more bodyguard for you. Two bodyguards are better." The fear is excessive. What is he afraid of?

"Yes it's up to you. I just want to see Mom." Do not want to argue about the bodyguard, from the edges are not allowed out of the apartment. Receive another bribe for a number of times until the contents run out on the plate.

Devan nodded slowly.

"Why laugh?" many wonder.

"Not hungry?!" point it at the empty plate he lifted. I seem to have eaten a lot. I put on a pouty face. He's laughing at me? Fuck up!

"You want to add no?" he said while scooping back rice and vegetables.

"Here you go, full." Instead of throwing up, baby food and my stomach.

"okay." Then he ate with my old plate. Is he that disgusted? Or do you wash dishes a lot? Devan eats with gourmand. It seemed like he was hungry, but he always fed me before he ate, like it was our days at the dinner table.

Before going to bed Devan made me some strawberry-flavored milk. I love strawberries now!

"Drink first. It's not cold." Devan sat on the edge of the bed, making sure I finished the milk in front of his eyes.

Devan smiled as I drank and handed him the empty glass. Kissed my old forehead, and stroked my stomach. Finally, kiss my stomach and ask our baby to talk. A good father.

"Dev, don't you want to sleep here?" I patted the empty bed beside me. Devan smiled obliquely.

"I want. But fear!"

"Fear why?" i'm rattled.

"Fear you're scared!" whisper in my ear. It makes me ashamed to remember what happened yesterday.

Cup.

A short kiss on my lips.

"Sleep!" her word. "Next week if we're halal." I slammed into his arms. Didn't expect Devan to be able to speak wisely. Devan stroked my hair softly. If another man might be without me, he'd force me to sleep in bed

"I'm sorry, because I live you're so hard" she said.

I broke my embrace.

"Yes there sleeping." I kicked him out. Than Devan saw me cry

Again, Devan gently kissed my forehead before exiting the room.

"Happy good dream!"

"You too."

I laid my body down, Devan lifted my blanket up to my chest, then out of the room. I looked at Devan's back until he disappeared behind the door.

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After school, I went back to my mom's house with Samuel, and another one didn't know what his name was. Devan is too much!

As usual, I had to argue with the security guard to get into the house. My head got dizzy, I was emotional because it was forbidden to meet the mother who had raised me.

Samuel and his companion approached and swiftly pulled the security guard from the fence to hit the iron fence and bent the security guard from outside the fence. The security guard whimpers in pain, with his hands behind him.WOW, great! I have to learn martial arts like them!

"Please enter Miss." said Samuel opened the door with the key he took from the hand of the security guard. I immediately ran with Samuel behind me.

"Don't run miss, remember the young master's message!" Sam warned but I don't care, I can't wait to see you.

"Mama!" I screamed for my mom. A half-household assistant ran towards me.

"Mr? What's wrong here?" his face was surprised, perhaps wondering why I was here.

"Where's mom?" many quick.

At first the assistant did not want to open his mouth, but because of Samuel's threat he finally told me that mama was upstairs, in my room. There's a point in bringing two bodyguards here too!

I ran back but was arrested by Samuel.

"Don't run, miss! Remember your content!" Ah my goodness!

"Yes well!"

"I'll wait here. Just in case he won't mess around!" said Samuel.

"Okay, it's up to you!" then by walking quickly I climbed the stairs impatiently to meet my mother.

My bedroom door is open. I saw my mother crying hugging my doll.

"Mama." call me. My mother looked up and was surprised to see me standing here.

"Anye?" mama got up and put my doll in bed. "Is this really your baby's carnation?" we approached each other and hugged each other tightly. My tears can't be lifted anymore. The longing that has been mounting on my mother after more than a week away from this house.

Mom's body is heavy, her legs must be limp. I put it on the bed. Mama kissed my face many times.

"Mama miss you son. You're good, right? What about your son?" mom asked me questions.

"Anye good ma. Mama don't have to fret anymore, Devan takes good care of Anye really." Mama nodded.

"Sorry Anye ma. Sorry."

"Mama already knows. It's not all your fault. A few days ago Nanda and the others came here. They told me what happened to you. You're in the trap, son? Why don't you ever tell me about mom, hem? You don't consider her mom?" mama hit his chest. I tried to hold my mom's hand.

"Mama believe?" my many. Mama nodded.

"I'm just scared ma. I don't want Mel's sister to kill herself again like she used to. That's why I didn't tell you guys. I'm sorry." Mama wiped the tears on my cheek.

Mama stood up and took something in the drawer. A picture of a beautiful young woman, like myself holding a baby. I don't remember that picture in my nightstand drawer.

"Is this my mother?" my many. Mama nodded. "Tell me all about my mother. Why did Kak Melati call my mother a seductress?" My mother was crying more and more.

"Not now Anye. Papa's coming home soon. Mom will tell you later. You better just go home. Remember your mother is not a seductress. She's a good woman." said Mama. Then my mom pulled me down and took me to her room. Mom quickly opened the closet and pulled out a box.

"This. If you can't attend on your wedding day, I'm sorry. It's yours since the baby. And this..." Mama opened another box and gave me a ring with a small diamond to decorate. "...consider this a gift for your wedding. I'm sorry, I can't prepare a gift for you baby. May you be happy with your husband and children. Don't think about Melati. Mama's gonna take care of jasmine."

If only you knew what Melati did yesterday.

"Go quickly, papa will be home soon. About the security guard and assistant let mama take care of them so as not to report to papa. Mama does not want papa to run amok to see you here." said mama with tears.

"What about mom?" my many. "Follow Anye, ma!"

"Mama's fine. Hurry."

I comply. Maybe it's better this way than to make mama harder because of me.

Mama hugged me tightly, and stroked my stomach, still breaking into tears.

"Take good care of your granddaughter."

With a heavy heart I left my mother. At least I calmed down after mom said my mom wasn't a seductress.

"Sorry Anye, ma." I see. Mama nodded with a smile on her face. But the tears kept on accompanying her about my departure.

Samuel opened the car door. I came in and waved to my mom. It was hard to leave my mother who had raised me with her affection.

Why is my life full of drama like this?

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