DEVANYE. STILL LOVING YOU

DEVANYE. STILL LOVING YOU
part 44's


Arrive at Devan's apartment.


I sat on the edge of the bed taking out the box that my mom gave me from inside the school bag. A wooden box with beautiful carvings. How typical.


Surprised by the contents in the box. A necklace with a beautifully engraved three-letter pendant. ADM, it might be the Carnation of the Maharani Goddess, my name?


I looked at my mother's picture. Similar to me, she smiled happily holding me. I didn't feel my tears melt, my lips smiled, only my brain was full of question marks. Where's mommy? Does he still exist? why am I with Mama Linda? Then why do other people say that mama is a seductress?


And there were so many other questions in my brain that I didn't realize that someone was watching from the door.


"Home home?" I asked while wiping my tears. Devan then approached, kept his suit on the bed, and planted a kiss on my forehead.


"just now. Must not have eaten?" guess Devan. I smiled grimacing.


"I can't wait to see my mom, so it was from school straight home, but in the cafeteria I ate it." Defend myself, but the fact that I ate meatballs earlier.


"Tie?" I shook my head with a smile showing my teeth.


"Bakso." I explained. Devan breathed a heavy sigh.


"Yes, let's eat. I'll cook!" Devan stared at the thing I was holding.


"It's from my mother." I explained. Devan nodded and smiled then took the necklace and put it on my neck.


"Beautiful!" his praise. "Come to eat, or want to eat out?"


"Still full, Dev."


"But you have to eat." Devan said as he pulled my hand into the pantry.


Devan opened the fridge, crouched down and thought for a while, then turned to look at me. "What do you want in masakin? Chicken, shrimp, or crab?" ask Devan. Yes, it was Devan who always cooked for me. I'm not allowed to cook at all, and because I can't cook either. Shame on me losing to a guy 🙈🙈🙈.


"I want cake." my great-grandson.


"okay! I'll have Seno buy you, what cake do you want?" tanya Devan is ready with hp in her hand.


"We'll just go to the cake shop. I'll choose for myself." I said.


"Okay, but change clothes first, there?"


Soon I changed clothes quickly and came back out, not forgetting a little thin makeup and lipstick. Devan looked at my appearance from top to bottom.


"Honey, I don't agree you're still wearing jeans. Replace it!" he pointed towards the room.


"Why the hell?" i'm rattled.


"Honey, baby. Your stomach is depressed."


"But I don't pa-pa really, Dev." I protested.


"Yes you're not pa-pa, but what about my son?! You should also watch our son, Hon. Please." door. I'm a little bit upset. Devan's setting me up too much right now, why the hell? My stomach looks flat too!


While changing my pants I continued to grumble with Devan's attitude that was too much. Can't do this, can't do that. Don't eat this, don't eat that. Put this shirt on, don't wear it. Fuck up! I miss my old life...


Devan smiled when he saw me change clothes. A long-sleeved white shirt with a high neck collar that I put in a navy maxi model skirt. Light blue waist bag and white color sneakers. And another one, the black glasses that are now on top of my head.


"Actually I hate to see you beautiful like this."


"Kok hates?" many angry. He may hate me, after my life is like this. Why didn't you just say that from yesterday?


"I hate it because there's going to be a lot of guys glancing at you!" I rolled a lazy eyeball. Basic possessive!


Devan held me in his arms and kissed the top of my head several times.


"Dev, stop it, you're too much!"


"Because I'm afraid you're missing from me Anye. I don't want to separate you again like you used to. I didn't know if you left again, I'd be crazy!" he said while tightening his arms.


"Hey, you're not me!" my snort doesn't like it. Right, in fact, it was he who did not fight for me. And he's gone a long time before he can be sorry for me. A warm kiss was anchored on my forehead.


Okay I was too outrageous back then. But now, do you know Dev, if anyone is waiting for our separation, even before we unite. And the ones who want that are Mel's sister and mama. And is there any more?


"Dev, let's go!" I pushed Devan's chest. Devan chuckles seeing me pout. "Don't talk about the past, I don't like it. What we need to talk about is our future. How are we gonna spend our happy days together until later we part.." upss!!


Devan's forehead shriveled. "apart? Where are you going? You have a plan to leave me?" Devan. Holding both shoulders a little hard. Face hardened.


Lothawat! I'm talking wrong!


"I mean to be old! Until fate separates us."


"I should be happy or not you talk like that. But you like that will be far away from me. You're like the one who's leaving me Nye!"


"Hey, angry?"


"Of course I'm angry! I don't like you talking about goodbye!"


"I'm sorry, but we don't know what our future is. I don't know if I'll be safe or not."


"It's Anye, stop. Don't talk about it again I don't like it!" I was silent to see the look on his annoyed face. Devan was silent with hunting breath.


"Why is it a debate? Want to go no? I'm hungry!" my great-granddaughter with a blank face as much as possible, usually this will work if Devan is upset. And it's true. Devan's face turned back to normal. Thank goodness!


"Yes, come on!"


We went straight to Devan's parents' cake shop, and Devan also wanted to visit their mother's house with their favorite cake. That means I'll see my mom again. Huft...


Along the way to my future-in-law's residence, Devan kept telling me about how his parents were. Although they are busy because of their business affairs, Devan never forgets the affection of his mother. How close they used to be. Sometimes Devan laughs when he remembers the funny things they've done in the past. The front so admires the figure of his mother.


How would Devan feel if he knew his mother wanted me to leave? Is Devan going to be mad? Is Devan gonna hate mama? I don't want to make Devan disobey his parents. Should I tell you what you were talking about yesterday? Mom's threats that will make a woe and reverse papa's efforts, ah. hard choices!


"Honey, why daydream?" devan's voice woke me up from the daydream.


"Ah is okay. Dev, you'll be at my mom's house don't be long."


"why?"


"I'm gonna have a test soon. I want to learn."


"Okay, we'll just be a minute. After giving this to my mom we go straight home."


Fiuhhh.. congratulations! I don't want to linger there. Shown was already a haunted black aura like a stealth cage... OMG, I've been cursing my future-in-law's demons? You son-in-law of the lawless!


Arrive at mom's house.


My mother's face welcomed our arrival. Hugging Devan.


"Dev, you don't want to come here."


"Yes ma, impromptu. Anye just wanted a cake, all of you buy your favorite cake." said Devan by lifting the package of cakes in his hand.


"Anye, how's your daughter-in-law doing?" hugged me.


"Don't you think I'm going to melt down with something like this!" the whisper in my ear gave me goosebumps. Then taking off my arms, a beautiful smile of mama fell on her lips.


"Anye's good, ma."


Then my mom took us into the house. Mama always stuck with me, making me uncomfortable. Paying attention to me as much as your own child, even feeding me cakes.


"This is honey, open your mouth. This is the cake that you like the most from all the cakes." said Mama while thrusting a piece of cake in her hand, whether the cake what the name, but it was delicious. I chewed the cake slowly. If only my mother did this sincerely, I would be happy, but this is just to torture my feelings.


"How, Anye. Yummy right?" ask mama.


"Yes ma, good." Devan smiled at our interaction.


We're only thirty minutes here, but I feel like a long time. Finally we say goodbye, of course I invite Devan because of the reason I have to study.