DEVANYE. STILL LOVING YOU
part 71's
The event that mama meant was dinner, not only that there were also some mama's friends. I was introduced as his son-in-law. I didn't expect Mama to actually acknowledge me as a daughter-in-law right now.
Answering all the questions, why didn't we know Devan was married? When's? So this is his wife? It's pretty! Just get pregnant! How many months? Why is there no invitation for marriage? Why is there no fancy reception? His wife was so young huh, it seemed like her age with Devan was far away! From which family? What firm? He said jeng Mauren can't come with us, but how come it's here? And many more. I was just a little confused to answer for fear of being wrong and even make mama embarrassed.
"Married simple. There is no reception yet. After giving birth, we had a reception. Poor son-in-law if she's pregnant she's exhausted, I don't want anything unwanted to happen to my future grandchildren. He's from a simple family. It was also their honeymoon event, but Devan was busy and had to go to Singapore to cooperate with big companies.." one by one mama answered well. Thankfully no one protested and cornered me, only one made me uncomfortable.
"It turns out Devan's tastes from ordinary people huh." do they still uphold the dignity and position of a person? Especially with such a sneering tone. I want to put my mouth on my mom with the shoes I'm wearing.
"Ah is love, jeng. From any circles as long as my son is really happy what's wrong with being accepted. This son-in-law also never disappoints, she is not spoiled. That's what matters!" Mama smiled at me, Some of them nodded and confirmed, "And again although from the usual circles and get Devan, this son-in-law is not a double eye. My son-in-law and son chose to live simply." the face of the woman who had suddenly disliked. The atmosphere instantly became silent, some whispered to each other, for some reason.
"We better have dinner. It's dinner time, isn't it?" someone's talking down the lonely air at this table.
We all ate in silence, once in a while someone spoke, someone asked me directly. If I can't answer, my mother speaks up.
Fiuuhh, I'm better off in the room. Gathering with socialite mothers makes me confused by all their talk. Do not understand what is talked about, only the diamond, the streets abroad, shopping branded goods, and also gossip to their fellow who are not present.
"Anye, are you tired?" ask mama. I'm shaking.
"No ma, just a little bored." I whispered near my mom. Mama just laughed.
"You want to rest?"
"May ma Anye go to the room first?" I'm a little happy but also not good to leave my mom.
We bid farewell to return to the room, although with a little bit of unessential alkaline drama from them it was either true that the raau pretended to hold us back.
We walked back to the room.
"Mama's actually a little lazy when it's like that. Because there you mama so helped and have a reason to rest." mama laughed softly covered her mouth. I also laughed. We arrived in front of my mother's room.
"Ma, sorry Anye yes. Maybe you're embarrassed by Anye's presence."
"What are you talking about?" asked the fierce mama with a dislike tone.
"Anye is not of the same class as mama. Mama could have been their gossip." honestly that's what I was thinking. Mama just smiled, rubbed my shoulders.
"Mama does not care dear, but mama is quite satisfied, the person who had a daughter-in-law matre, likes to scatter her husband's money. That's why when my mother spoke, her face changed. I'm sorry I didn't mean to take you with me." Feeling guilty.
"Yes, we're resting. Poor you must be cape. Mama's granddaughter also had to rest." I nodded, hugging my mother before entering my room.
Looking at the beautiful ocean at night, the moonlight is quite beautiful intersect with the sea water, creating its own color on the surface of the water. The stars look like beads flashing up there. I only dared to look at that beauty from inside my room, from the big window that was plastered there.
Dev, this is beautiful. If you were here!
My face is hot, thinking if Devan were here, what would we do? Of course, sex is non-stop. ðŸ¤