DEVANYE. STILL LOVING YOU
part 63's
I woke up in a room quite large with white paint, the typical smell of drugs smelled thick there, I never liked this smell.
I realize where this is.
One of my hands was attached to the infusion, while the other, Devan, held it. He sleeps beside me in a sitting position, his head on the bed. He's still wearing his work clothes. His face looks tired. His breath was soft.
Rotating the memory, how I got here. Mamma...
My boy!
Forcing myself to get up, my whole body ached, my arm in a bandage. I bring out my blanket. I have changed into a hospital dress. Devan woke up when my bed moved.
"Honey!" Devan immediately got up when he saw I was in distress, he immediately helped me to sit leaning back, piling up pillows behind my back.
"Dev..."
"Honey, you're sober!" hugging my body tightly, smirking my face many times, her tears soaked my cheeks. It seems like how much he is worried.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry! I can't take good care of you. Sorry, sorry." Devan took my hand free from the infusion and kissed her many times.
Devan's words seemed to imply that I'm not okay now. What really happened. Did we just lose our son?
My tears just slid, the words I wanted to say choked only down my throat. Feels claustrophobic.
"I'm sorry, honey. If only I hadn't asked you to come home quickly, none of this would have happened. My fault. My fault." Devan crying.
"Dev, son...us?" I can finally talk.
"Our son survived. But I won't forgive myself if there's anything else with you and our son!" I closed my eyes, breathing a sigh of relief.
"Devs. Mama?" I asked while pushing Devan's chest. I just remembered my mom. "Mama how? Sorry I pulled my mom until she fell!" No matter how bad your mother is, she is the mother of my husband whom I have to respect and love.
Devan stretches his arms.
"You're more worried about mom than you are?! You don't want your safety and that of our children!" snapped Devan with a slightly dislike tone. His jaw hardened his eyes dark.
"But that's your mama Dev. I reflexively ran at my mom. I'm afraid mama got hit."
"BUT THAT DOESN'T MEAN YOU HAVE TO SACRIFICE YOURSELF, CARNATION!!" Devan's breath was hunting, his eyes were red I closed my eyes. Fearful. "What if.... if... you're not safe?" devan asked softly at the end of the sentence hugging me again tighter.
"But that's your mama Dev, do you want mama to get hit by a car?" I'm a little angry. Devan shakes. I knew Devan would have a hard time choosing between me and Mama.
"I don't want you to do anything, but I'm also afraid of losing you, baby. Never do that again next time. Please!" devan's shoulders trembled, how frightened he was.
"I'm sorry, I'm just a reflex. I saw you going across, but there's a car and I...."
"That's it. What matters is that you survived."
We were silent, still in a cuddling position. No. gabe. Devan hugged me. I enjoyed the warmth of my husband's body. It feels so calming. Until we let go of the hug for hearing the sound of something, but definitely not from my stomach.
I pushed Devan's chest.
"You haven't eaten yet?" my many. Devan just chuckles.
"I can't eat because I'm waiting for you to wake up." Devan scratched the back of his head.
"I just want to take care of you, and when you wake up I want to be the first person you see."
"Cih lebay!" my lips, while wiping her wet face.
"How do you take care of me if you're starving. You must also eat to be strong, to be healthy so that you can take care of me and our children!" I cried, again Devan just chuckled.
"Yes, princess. Since you're awake I'll eat." Then Devan called someone, mentioned the food he wanted.
"Dev." call me pull Devan's suit sleeve. Devan keeps HP out of his ears.
"What?" ask her softly.
"What do you want to eat?"
"Smoke bread, bean chocolate stuffing!" I said while winking. Devan smiled broadly as he rubbed my head, making my hair fall apart.
"okay!" then talk to someone on the other end of the phone.
"Dev, where's mama? Is mom hurt?" I asked when Devan had just saved his phone on the nightstand.
"Mama's just in shock. Besides the scuff wound from the fall, mama is fine! Don't worry!"
I'm relieved! But also afraid what if mama gets angry, and hates me more for making skin blisters smooth?
We talked, before long the door opened. I guess someone with food, it was mama!
I hid behind Devan's back, brushed the sleeve of his shirt. Fearful. Mom's hand looks scuffed in some parts.
"Eh, ma. Is your mom better?" ask Devan. Mom walked closer. I hide my face more and more.
"God!" My mother walked quickly, towards me. "Anye, mama's sorry." Mom hugged me right away. Devan left us room. I was quite shocked by my mother's treatment.
"Mama, I'm sorry, honey. Sorry mama. If only mom hadn't gone berserk, you wouldn't have done it." Mama was crying, I just woke up and raised my hand, rubbing my trembling back. A warm feeling spread across my chest.
Mama stretched out her arms, looked at me and kissed my whole face, cheeks and forehead she meant.
"Mama was very worried. Mama's sorry, if it wasn't for you maybe mama's dead." Mama's tears kept flowing.
"It is ma. Sorry for Anye mom falling down." mom shook her head.
"No dear. It is precisely the mother who apologizes, you can be wretched or lose your child. Mama's really sorry." sorry mama.
"Mama also apologized for the treatment of my mother during this time. Mama's too rough on you. Mama has made you hurt because of your mother's words. Excuse me. I'm sorry." Mama suddenly took off my arms and knelt on the floor, sobbing as she squeezed her knees.
I was suffocating in shock not expecting mama to kneel down like that. Devan was no less surprised he reflexively stood up and approached mama.
"Mama, wake up ma. Mama doesn't need to be like that." I said, wanting to get up but my body still hurts. Especially at the bottom of my stomach.
"No, my mom won't wake up until you forgive me. Mama is wrong with you." said Mama.
Devan pulls one hand mom. "What mommy did ma, wake up."
"No, Dev. Sorry mama, as long as you're out of town mama confesses, mama was rough with Anye. My mother hurt him a lot. Mama made him tired, mama made Anye hurt. Mama's sorry, Dev. Because my mom has been pretending to be nice all along. Mama just wants you to get the best Dev. Mom..mama..hikss. Mama thought about separating you. Because mom thought Anye wouldn't be good for your career. Anye..sorry..sorry mom." Devan removed his hand from mama, took a few steps back. The head does not believe.
"What'sthis? All this time I believed that my mom took good care of Anye. I trust you'll take care of my wife and son, but...AHHHH!!!!" Devan shouted loudly, squeezing his hair violently.
"Mama's sorry, Dev. Mama's wrong."
"Because our mama fought ma. I'm sorry that I don't trust my own wife. All this time I thought you could accept Anye as she is, so right said Anye mama always allude to the issue of Anye's proposal?!"
"Devs. It's been. Don't be mad at me." I was worried, Devan had already clenched his hands, even bleached in every one of his handbooks. His jaw was hard, his eyes were red. His chest rose and fell rapidly.
"Devan didn't expect my mom to be selfish. AHHHHHH!!!" the object on the nightstand immediately scattered to the floor due to a sweep from Devan's hand. Fruits are rolling in all directions. Mama was getting down scared, still flinching in place while I was screaming in shock, and also scared. Afraid that Devan will get out of control. He is very scary when he is angry.
"Dev!" my yelling. My head's dizzy. My stomach is getting louder. I bit my lower lip, enduring the pain in my stomach.
"Dev.." I stretched out my hand. "Please.sick!"
Devan's holding my body. Mom screamed as she got up from the floor. And I don't know, I don't remember anymore. All dark.
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Sorry if this part looks like a really drama 😅