DEVANYE. STILL LOVING YOU

DEVANYE. STILL LOVING YOU
part 58's


It feels so tired. This time I had an experience like this. At that time, I did not enjoy it and did not know what it was like because it was under the influence of the curse drug Noval gave.


Devan was asleep beside me, his tired face was very visible. Wake me up, pity me.


"Leave it. I'd better take a shower and prepare dinner. Devan must be tired and hungry." moved Devan's hand over my stomach, and tried to get up, but all my body ached, like my bones had slipped out of place. Tired, sore, and a little sore in my lower area. It's not as painful as it used to be, but it still hurts!


"Where are you going?" devan's voice rang out, pulling my hand back into his arms.


"You take a shower, my body is sticky" I said.


"Have gone to sleep. Are you tired of that?" his eyes, he still closed. His hand caressed my head which was now on his chest.


"Capek, my body hurts too. But I'm hungry, I want to take a shower and keep cooking for dinner." Get rid of Devan's hand and sit next to him. Devan also sat down, his eyes twitching funny.


"Order food only. Let Sam buy it. Let's take a shower." Devan pulled my hand.


"I'll take a shower myself. You take a shower first."


"No, let's take a shower together!" said Devan then carried me bridal style to make the blanket fall to the floor.


Devan's treatment is very sweet. She bathed me like she bathed her son. We were in one bathtub with a lot of foam covering our bodies. Devan sat behind me.


"Hows it? Yummy?" Devan's hands raised his hand massage down my back and shoulders.


"Yes, delicious. My waist is also sore, Dev!" point me at the waist, Devan's hands down to the sore waist area. It's cozy. I didn't tell him to scold me, he wanted to do it himself.


"Where else is it sore?"


"Everything" I said as I felt his massage feel good on both shoulders. "Emh.yes there!"


"But it's not free. I'll charge you for all this service."


"Where do I have money! Yes, just stop!" furious, annoyed. What the fuck, ask for a fee? Not wrong? "I didn't tell you to do a massage either! Watch out!" throw me out, but I stand up first and turn to the rinse spot. Devan just gawked at me. He was seen scratching the back of his neck with a strange look on his face.


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I'm still mad at Devan for what he said earlier. Ask for payment on unemployment? Is he getting poor and going to be a masseur?


Devan stretched out his hand about to take out a piece of martabak egg. Immediately I clasped his hand and carried the plate away from his reach. Move bring all my food to the couch and put it all there. Turning on the tv in a big voice, not caring about the look on Devan's face staring at me.


"Darling, I want one dong!" Devan approached and sat down next to me.


"What?" tanyaku.


"That!" point it at martabak.


"Can't! If you want to just poke there. Spend everything! For the egg hammer I don't want to share!" bite the last martabak in my hand, "Enaaaakk!!" then chew it slowly. Every bite and chew feels good. Is it because this is what my baby wants, I don't get nauseous when I eat it.


Devan just pursed his lips, his face adorable wish I shared one bite with him.


"It's eennnakkk once!" my god, wiggle the rest of the martabak in my hand. "Want? But my dear will be in my mouth. Hap." I laughed at the look on his face that was disappointed that one last piece went into my mouth.


"You are yes!" Devan quickly grabbed my nape, and mel*mat my lips bit him a little rough to make my mouth open. Devan coiled his tongue with mine, grabbed the food I hadn't had time to swallow and moved it to his mouth.


I'm appalled. Not because my food was forcibly snatched, but because I almost choked. And now I'm almost out of breath because of what he did.


Devan stopped because I beat his chest. My breath was wheezing, looking at Devan sharply. While my husband just smiled while rubbing the corner of his lips.


"What a son!" abugn.


"Enak? I almost died!!" peekku Devan slightly moved away as I shouted right in front of him.


"Dead of the light?" chuckles again.


"Well, where's it going?"


"It's your fault I didn't want to share, so I just took it a little bit" Devan said, revealing the tip of his fingernails.


Basic sucks!