Forced to Marry a Husband
Why do you still say Nayla?

Devan comes home very tangled, his face looks very tired, even Devan has no passion for life. Surprisingly, Devan is not returning to the apartment where he and Jessica now live together, but Devan is returning to his parents' house. Ana accidentally passes through the living room but instead sees Devan sitting on the sofa with her face up.

Ana immediately looked at the wall clock, Ana felt it was quite late, even the clock now showed three o'clock maybe it was already dawn. Ana, who did not want to continue to be curious as soon as she approached Devan, wanted to ask the reason for what happened to her son so that this hour was in his house not in the apartment.

"Devan are you here? Where's jessica?" ask Ana who did not see Jessica so that raises a question mark on Ana's head, or maybe also in Devan's room on the second floor.

Ana does not want to be bad to think it's just still curious about the condition of her son who now looks very tangled. Devan momentarily looked at Ana, a second later he rubbed his face violently.

"Devan, you're not fighting Jessica, are you?" asked Ana while sitting next to Devan wanted to listen to exactly what happened to make Devan so tangled that it looked like he had no passion for life.

"Ma, what does Papa love mama like?" devan asked her, which made Ana even more confused, why her son suddenly came and suddenly also asked about love.

Things that have never been questioned or thought of Devan's question that sounds very strange.

"Have you ever felt like you were afraid of losing your mom?" devan asked as he looked at Ana questioningly, his face looking gloomy with a million unrests.

"Ma let's answer" said Devan again.

"I.iya What do you have to answer?" what Ana said even looked very confused by Devan's sudden question.

"How does Papa love Mama? how do you see Papa's reaction when you're away from Mama?" devan asked clearly.

"Mama don't know either, you know your own Papa is silent, not much to say as well, arrogant as well, like." said Ana who did not continue her speech, after weighing it is quite difficult.

But it was enough to make Devan feel very curious and cause question marks.

"What's Ma like?" devan asked curiously.

"Well like you" replied Mama Devan.

"Devan?" ask Devan again.

Ana shrugged her shoulders as if lazily discussing that.

"Your father is very arrogant, but just as Mama is very affectionate, Papa will definitely reprimand Mama if it is wrong, he is also always romantic, he is also always romantic, but if in front of your Papa people it must look arrogant, one thing that makes Mama very sure that your Papa loves Mama very much," said Ana who was silent for a moment while weighing the look on Devan's face.

"What?" asked Devan who is very curious maybe Devan will die of curiosity if Ana does not continue the story.

"Your father couldn't be away from Mama, even when we were dating, your father who finally broke our promise to get married after college. Because in fact your father married Mama when we were in college, he assured Mama's family that he would make Mama happy, and it is proven that he always tried to make Mama happy, unlike you Devan! now you better go home happy your wife," said Ana then woke up from her seat and immediately pulled Devan to get out of the house so Devan immediately came home.

Devan actually still does not want to go home to the apartment, but if he has been expelled by the mother, he finally had to go home. Ana looked at Devan's car that was driving outside the gate. A moment later Bima Putra stood beside him, either since when Bima Putra stood there, because Ana herself just realized it.

"Papa's here? since when?" ask Ana.

"Since then Papa was there, too" replied Bima Putra.

"Mama really does not understand Devan," said Ana, sighing languidly and laying down on the sofa followed by Bima Putra beside her.

Ana nodded her head.

"Pa, should we ask Devan to refer to Nayla? it seems like the boy has really fallen for Nayla, he's gone completely wrong since the divorce with Nayla, only he's not conscious," said Ana while sighing heavily considering her son who seemed to be very tormented with his own feelings.

"It can't be Ma, just let him choose and take care of his own household, it will never be happy to have two wives, after all we have no right to interfere in his household,," bima Putra.

"But Pa kasi..."

"Well Papa did see Devan really love Nayla, then what about Jessica? Devan also admits to loving Jessica, if we force Nayla to reconcile with Devan, this problem will certainly never be solved, and who suffers the most? Nayla! he would definitely be considered the destroyer of other people's households. Though not all the third person is bad, Devan is a man he must firmly determine everything, want with Nayla to leave Jessica, if you want with Jessica to leave Nayla, if you want to leave Nayla, men should not be greedy. The important thing is that my heir Felix remains in our custody" said Bima Putra to give understanding to Ana.

"Keep why didn't Papa give Felix the money?" asked Ana who was still not satisfied with the answer Bima Putra.

"Not not give Ma, but Nayla refused, Papa immediately positioned himself as Nayla, Papa understood very well he did not want to be underestimated. Therefore we must also respect Nayla's decision, Papa is sure that after a year, Nayla will definitely not refuse if we give money to Felix too, Nayla said,, now we have to respect Nayla and also keep an eye on Felix" Bima Putra said.

Ana Mendesus, eager to ask Nayla herself to refer to Devan. His hands were already itching to play with Felix every time. Especially considering that her grandson was so very handsome and also cute made Ana always anxious to see her grandson. But what was said with Bima Putra was also true, Nayla also had the right to determine the path of her life, enough that she had suffered all this time to be Devan's wife.

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Devan returns home to his apartment, his mind so chaotic considering Nayla's face that continues to haunt him. Like a poison that slowly kills, punishes, Devan is really very tormented with the shadow of Nayla, there is a longing that cannot be expressed.

"Where are you from Devan? it's dawn and you just got home!!" said Jessica who waited all night for Devan to come home, until finally Devan came home with a tangled body and a face that was so lethargic when dawn arrived. Where her husband went that night, Jessica really doesn't recognize Devan anymore.

No more touch of warmth, smiles of happiness, laughter or jokes like they used to be when they were dating. Devan was, as it were, completely foreign to him, not until when this continued.

"Devan do you hear me or not?" jessica asked with emotion.

Devan throws his body on the bed, even though Jessica keeps asking him no problem at all.

"Devan!!!" said Jessica again who was very upset was not harried.

Suddenly Devan stood up while looking at Jessica with a smile, I don't know what happened to Devan until he pulled Jessica's nape and kissed Jessica's lips full of desire. Jessica was shocked and felt her body slowly being pushed onto the bed.

Devan continues to move wildly until Jessica is lulled and forgets her anger. Everything seems to be getting hotter, and also more demanding. Devan's hand slowly released the thread that covered Jessica's body. Until finally unification begins and Devan reaches its peak.

"Nayla dear.." Devan groaned as he lay beside Jessica.

A moment later Devan fell asleep, between tired, sleepy and already getting satisfaction.

Jessica was surprised when she heard Devan mention the name Nayla which means from earlier Devan considers himself as Nayla.

Jessica was really feeling tight, Jessica sat her body while tightly gripping the blanket that covered her, staring at Devan's face deeply, but occasionally the man mentioned Nayla again.

Jessica who was beside him at the moment, Jessica who had just satisfied him, Jessica was the woman Devan loved. So why only the name Nayla comes out of Devan's lips, even when asleep and worse once finished making love was the name Nayla was called.

"Why Nayla? why do you still mention the name of that cheap woman? why Devan!!!" jessica said with anger.