DEVANYE. STILL LOVING YOU
part 75's
It's day seven. I'm fucked. Devan looks the same, but I still don't know why Devan never asked me. At breakfast she just kept quiet never bribed me again, at night she chose to sleep on the sofa like we had not married before. No kiss morning, let alone a good night kiss. There was no elusan in my prut, or a spoiled kiss and whisper to his son. Devan is like putting some distance away from me.
What was?
"Dev, can we talk?" I tried to shake the weird air around us. Devan just kept on eating.
"Why have you been lately? I feel you're getting away from me." I asked slowly and gently. In my heart I want to scream now!
"It's okay. I'm just tired." Same answer as yesterday. And I'm not satisfied!
Silent.
Just silence, the sound of the clanking of the spoon louder is heard. Every now and then I glanced at my husband, he looked so indifferent, calm by staring at his food expressionlessly, also looked lazy to eat like him.
"Dev..."
"Eat first, we'll talk!" her word.
Okay, I'll talk about everything I feel in my heart. This can't be allowed! We have to talk anyway!
After eating, I caught up with Devan in his study. The atmosphere here is suddenly haunted, cold, terrible, until my hair bristles.
Devan sat in his chair, his work from yesterday did not seem to diminish, instead heaping up. I know maybe it's not the right time for us to talk, I think Devan is tired from work, but I can't let him sit around much longer either.
"Devs. What the hell is it? Why are you so funny to me? You're not the same as me, you don't even want to sleep in the room. I was wrong? I'm sorry if I offended you, Dev. I'm..."
"It's worth your apology. What else is your mistake this is so fatal!"
Fatal? Meanin?
"You mean? I'm sorry. Whatever my mistake, I'm sorry!" sincerely said.
"Sure, I'll forgive you, but after this child is born you leave this place."
I must have heard wrong! But my chest feels tight.
"What do you mean Dev? You're driving me out?" I looked up, I could feel my voice shaking now.
"Yes!" answer without looking at me. He was busy examining the papers.
"What mistake have I made until you say fatal Dev?" my many. My eyes are getting hot. He must be kidding, but this joke is really not funny at all!
Devan let out a tired sigh, his hand stopped, kept the pen on the table, then took something out of the drawer, threw it right in front of me. An envelope of brown.
I looked at Devan, wanting to ask him what was inside, but I couldn't get my voice out. He looked at me sharply, as if from that look he said "Just open it and take a look!" . His jaw was hardened, his eyes sharp like an eagle stalking its prey.
I fear.
Shaking my hand took the envelope. Opens slowly. My chest tightened, my eyes immediately glared hot, my heart seemed to stop for a moment.
The photo! It's all my pictures, and...Samuel's! I don't know how many photos there are, but I think there might be twenty more. One by one I saw the photo, there were some pictures of me with other men, here honestly looks very friendly.
In a shopping mall, we sat together. But I really never ate alone with another man, just that once. Me and Ms. Yani, the assistant that mom sent to clean up my apartment three times a week.
We were shopping for monthly necessities, and by accident while picking out an item a man less than thirty years old nudged me until I almost fell. He and Ms. Yani, held my body until I didn't fall, and for her apology she forced us to buy us a meal. At that time, Yani asked permission to go to the toilet. Is it possible that this photo was taken when we were just the two of us? It wasn't Samuel who was looking after us, because Samuel was being assigned by Devan somewhere for two days.
There's a picture of me with Samuel, from the shirt I'm wearing, that was the night I got drunk on the yacht. There I was close to Samuel, like we were kissing. Then while dancing with Samuel who was tightly hugging my waist, and I leaned against his chest. When I was in a bridal-style carrying, and on the bed it looked like Samuel was on top of me, as well as the photo of Samuel coming out of my room wearing only a white shirt and messy hair. But I can make sure that if we don't do anything, I still wear full clothes when I wake up in the morning from my sleep. I don't think I'm stupid either, this photo is just a trap. Even though I was drunk, but I must have known we had sex last night or not. There was clearly no evidence of any residual romance between me and Samuel. There ain't!
A few photos on the cruise ship and I don't know when the next time I'm there, I'm with Samuel who looks friendly. But I'm sure I always keep a distance of two or three meters from him, and if we look from the angle of these photos we don't look far away because it was taken from the side.
"What does this mean Dev, this isn't me. I mean I've never betrayed you! I'm sure that photo...someone wants to slander me Dev!" Devan was just speechless, his face full of anger, the look in his eyes looked terrifying!
"So this is your behavior while I'm working? As long as I'm not home?" Devan gripped my hand, sick. I grimaced.
"Sick Dev! Please release! It hurts!" I groaned, but Dev didn't listen, my hand was getting sore until it felt like the veins in my hand wanted to break out bluish protruding from its grip.
"Dev, I'm sure someone wants to slander me Dev. It's me but not like..."
"Confess right?" devan. I shook my head, my eyes began to hot water until I could not feel my tears just fall. "It's been a while and I've been holding my temper, but it's this." pointed to the photo of me dancing with Sam. "There is no tolerance anymore!"
"I can explain Dev. It's not what you think it is. I can explain one of those photos! That night I was drunk, but I can make sure we didn't do anything!" I convinced Devan. Devan just shook his head.
"Drunken? Ohh clear!" laughing slanted, even more scared because he pulled my hand until my stomach hit the edge of the table, a little felt linu. "It turns out that besides you being a traitor you are not a good woman either. It's my fault because I still think you're the way you used to be, Carnation!"
"sickness, Dev. Off!"
"So this kid, who's it?!" this question makes me more painful than the pain in my stomach. Heart's broken. Does this mean Devan doesn't admit his son?
"Sure this is your son Dev! You also know that I was intact that night? YOU'RE THE FIRST FOR ME DEV!!!" I screamed half frustrated. Devan threw my hand violently. The anger is still mounting. He got up from his seat and leaned forward with one hand resting on the table, his right hand clutching my cheek, until I felt pain there. I held Devan's hand, beat him so he could let me go.
"I'm the first, but after that it could have been you with the others including THAT LAKNAT MAN!!!" devan shouted right in front of my face. This time I could see the veins on his face turning blue.
"No, never Devan, I swear!" begging, but Devan was as if someone was possessed, he couldn't listen to me right now. I'm afraid, whoever help me!
"You can ask Mama, Dev. Mama must have known this was just a misunderstanding!" still hoping she'll take my cheek off, it hurts!
"It is precisely because of my conscious mother that you are not a good woman Carnation!! But all this time I've been blind because I love you so much!"
Whahuh? So, am I in a trap? Mama!
Huhh... I'm stupid! I was a fool for having believed in that old woman, hearted woman ibl*s!
"Devs. Didn't you all this time trying to separate us, maybe this is another way mama. You have to believe me Dev! I never betrayed you!" Devan removed his grip from my cheek, but he switched to strangling my neck. Stuffy! It hurts!
"Unfortunately I believe what I see!"
It's too late, it's too late, Devan's already angry, and for now he won't believe what I'm saying. Red eyes.
"Don't show your sad face, because I won't feel sorry now!" Devan's getting tighter around my neck.
"You cheap lady, what have you been lacking from me HAHH?!!! The treasure I gave you! Degrees too! You will not be respected by others if you do not marry me! Remember where you came from?!!"
All this time he never cared about my origins, but tonight he reminded me of that! Treasures, and degrees!
"What good is he ON MY APPEAL?!!" Devan crawled up to the table. "HE'S JUST A LOWLY GUARD!!" ears hurt!
Where's samuel? I hope Devan doesn't do anything to harm you. This is all slander, and Samuel is the victim. Or...he also participated in the game of mama?
"Where...he? Where's Samuel?"
"Still asking your lover?" Devan came down from the table, he was sitting on my lap. "He was calm up there. So why do you still think of him. It's obvious you have your husband here!" Let go of the giggles, and gently caress my cheek.
"I'm your husband. I'll erase everything he's done to you!"
Brett!!!
My clothes were torn apart, split into two. Showing my breasts growing bigger. Devan laughed at what he did. He stood up and pulled my hair, pushing me to the table. Lock both hands over your head.
Like a starving lion, and I am its prey. He started to play rough, without warming up, without a gentle demeanor. He was rude, even slapped me in the face. Be ill.
I'm in a fight, I can't, the power is too strong. But what hurt even more when he did, broke through mine, stomping violently and quickly, no matter how I cried out in pain in my stomach area. Continue to excite me while continuing to shout inappropriate words at me!
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