DEVANYE. STILL LOVING YOU
part 55's

Outside the sun begins to crawl up, but Devan is still reluctant to open his eyes. Last night he had just slept for almost an hour one night. His piling up job he had to take it home. A little whining from me because it's been three nights Devan came home almost ten o'clock from work.

The files were even still scattered on the nightstand, some scattered on the floor.

I hurried up to take a shower, before picking up the paper that was somehow on the floor and stacking it into one with the other on the nightstand. The exam was over two days ago, and I was reluctant to go to school today. Lazy. What in school, right? I want to sleep all day!

Devan slept with a soft snoring that I now used to hear. His face was getting better looking when he was like that. It's adorable!

Leaving Devan with her dreams, I rushed to the kitchen. This is the first time I've ever held a knife to cook. Yes, after all this time Devan who always makes food for me, then today I will cook for him.

Open the refrigerator, look at the contents inside. There are fillets of chicken breast, wings, legs, beef, eggs, shrimp, fish, vegetable spinach, soup, and whatever other vegetable. I don't want to cook that hard and take a long time. Squatting for a long time in front of that cold refrigerator, still confused to choose.

"Fried rice only!" my cetus. Then turn on my phone, find a fried rice recipe.

"It turns out not hard. Just this the spice? If only you'd let me in the kitchen, I could've cooked by now!" muttering while sighing. Mama did spoil me a little, can not enter the kitchen. I never wanted to cook either.

Follow my activities, occasionally peering into my screen and do what is instructed there. It feels like these eyes are sore when cutting onions, occasionally shrinking the watery ends of my eyes. But I've often seen Devan doing just fine slicing this purplish thing.

"What are you doing?" Devan's voice stopped my activities. Once again I shrunk the edge of my eyes and saw Devan leaning against the wall by folding both his hands in front of his chest. His face still looks like the rest of his sleep.

"I'm gonna make you breakfast." Devan is now approaching and hugging me from behind.

"Make what? You hungry? Let me make it. Wait a minute, I take a shower." kiss the back of my neck. Amusedly.

"Let me make breakfast today. As a wife I also want to learn to prepare your needs. Can you?" Devan smiled, then rubbed my stomach.

"Don't nausea smell like onions?"

"No. So, don't bother me. There's a bath." Shooing Devan out of focus. Devan's presence in the kitchen even makes me unfocused because his lips continue to tickle my neck.

"Dev, sana!" banish with my elbow. Devan chuckles at last to let me go.

"If cape is not continued, then let me continue."

"Just make fried rice, I won't be tired! There. Don't disturb!!" exclaim me. Devan relented and went back to the bathroom to take a shower.

I cook quickly, if Devan finishes the bath and I haven't finished cooking, Devan will take over my job.

Fried shrimp rice with cow's eye eggs, unfortunately a bit of a scorch because I had stayed to make milk, forgetting not to shrink the fire before that.

Devan just came out of the room. She already wears her full-length workwear, red tie, shiny black shoes, and hair in a neat comb to the back. She smiled when she saw me putting food on the pantry table.

"Want breakfast? Can I get you some coffee or tea?" my many.

"Tea just." Devan looks happy sitting in the chair waiting for me making warm tea. This is the first thing I have done for my husband.

His smile expanded so wide, it was unrelenting to look at me from his chair. One hand held up his chin.

"Here, please my husband!" I said while keeping a warm tea in front of him. Devan was still in his place.

"Let's eat fast, later if not at the meal you can be late." I sat in front of Devan while blowing on the still hot milk. Sorry I made it with boiling water earlier.

"OKAY. Let's try my wife's cooking! Muah." Devan plucks my chin, blinks his lips, kisses me long distance.

"Do you want a lot or a little?" ask me while spooning the rice onto an empty plate.

"Enough" he said as a spoonful of rice now moved to his plate. "Thanks, Honey. You're not eating?" ask Devan.

"Later, I'll just finish the milk first."

"But I'll have a meal, okay?!" just nodding in response smbil blew the milk and sipped it slowly.

Devan began to take food and feed it into his mouth, then quietly tilted his head to the right, his eyeballs rolling to the other side, like being...

"How does it feel?" I asked expectantly, leaning my body forward. Yeah, I hope it doesn't feel bad. My chest is pounding waiting for an answer.

"Don't kid!" the smile on her lips made me feel happy. Devan eats voraciously, not even chewing properly. I just saw one mouthful go into his mouth, a few seconds later he put it in again and again. That delicious? Almost finishing one plate of fried rice I made, made me feel hungry as well.

I took the empty plate in front of me. "Yes, honey. Can I eat everything? I'm still hungry!" Devan held out his empty plate.

"Tumben you eat a lot of Dev?" I frowned in wonder with Devan, usually he ate with a small portion, even my portion of food more than him!

"Hehe. I'm hungry! Can you?"

"Sure!" The remaining fried rice which was about one centong more I moved again to the plate. It's nice to have Devan eat this much. Do I have to cook from tomorrow so Devan eats a lot like this? Yes, I have to cook from now on!

"Are you hungry, honey?" devan asked before he started eating. Yes I'm hungry, but I'd rather you finish that meal!

"No need. I still drink milk, too. Later I can cook again, or make a sandwich, I'm not too hungry either." I refused. It's almost eight o'clock, and Devan can be late for the office. Although the company is his but the boss also can not casually enter the office.

"Yes already!" then Devan started scooping the food back to enjoy the breakfast I made.

"Today you went to school?"

"No. I'm just gonna go to bed. Lazy out." I said.

"Well, if you need anything, you can call me or call Sam."

"Yes." The food was almost gone leaving two more spoons, but the voice of the phone stopped Devan.

"I have to leave now" he said after turning off the phone. Then standing up, I also followed him standing up.

"No need to be interracial. Sit down, finish the milk. Don't forget to eat!" I kissed my lips and rubbed my stomach.

"Daddy boy, don't be naughty okay! Be a good boy!" Devan kissed my stomach.

"I'm leaving."

"Be careful." I remembered.

"Yes." Yeah."

Then Devan picked up his briefcase and went out. Samuel was seen standing by the door bowing to Devan as he passed by.

"Brah!!" call me.

Samuel came in and stood at the door.

"Yes, miss?"

"Today you rest. I was lazy everywhere too. No need to wait at the door." I said as I shifted Devan's dish, there were still two spoons of fried rice left and scooped it up and put it in my mouth.

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My reflex was spewing the food into my palm. It's salty!!!

"Miss is okay?" Samuel came and quickly gave water in a glass.

"Cure it!" point me.

"Miss cooking!"

"Just know!" Samuel chuckles. This time I saw his lips. He's handsome!

"You smiling Sam?" the smile disappeared immediately. Why am I asking like that!

I threw the rice I had eaten into the place until. Samuel moved the dirty dishes into the sink and washed them.

"Let me Sam."

"No need. Miss rest up. Just washing dishes is easy."

"Yes already!" I brought my milk glass and switched to the front of the tv. Watching cartoon movies of bald twins.

"Miss right isn't going anywhere today?"

"Yes, I'll sit sweetly and be quiet at home. You just go. Find a woman for a date so don't be single."

"Where are you going to look this morning?"

"Whatever." I said.

"Don't want to go?" ask again before going out.

"Sam don't start pissing me off!" my growl.

"OK, if there's anything just call me. Beware, never dare to run away again miss!" warned with his index finger pointing at me.

"Yes." I said annoyed. Door closes. Samuel's gone. Either he's still at the door or to his unit downstairs. Devan deliberately put Samuel in this apartment to make it easier for me if suddenly I want to go or to always be on guard for fear of me having anything. Including when I'm craving something.

It sucks! I can't escape! My movements are even monitored here. CCTVs are everywhere, even in rooms!

Like before we got married. I want to go with my friends. A day at the mall must be fun, right? Already prepared with clothes and shoes, and when he opened the door of the unit, Sam was already at the door. As a result I only went two hours, it was included in the trip. And the escort is two more men! Devan outrageous!