Forced to Marry a Husband
Who's that guy gonna take my son?
"Tu,, Tu, Master, a, a, a, I'd like to talk to you about something, sir,," nayla said stammering even though Devan had told Nayla to call him mas when she was both but Nayla was not used to saying that.
While Devan seems unconcerned with Nayla who continues to say she wants to talk to him because Devan already knows what Nayla wants to talk about.
"Would you like to eat something?" devan asked as he glanced briefly at Nayla with his flat face then refocused on the streets.
Nayla becomes very confused as to how, Nayla is unlikely to ask for a divorce when Devan treats her like this, Nayla feels bad,, Nayla, she says,, but also Nayla was eager to say the sentence she had prepared since then to Devan. So that they are both free there is no bond and can be happy with each other's partners.
Nayla really does not think about the change Devan is very drastic and suddenly, whether Devan is arrogant and indifferent to her, Devan who seems not to think of her as a wife. Today Devan has changed a lot.
"Nayla" said Devan, but Nayla was still silent and occupied with her own thoughts.
Devan then pulled over his car and saw his serial wife who was daydreaming.
"Sir, I want to talk to you, this is very important Sir," Nayla said confidently and nervously. It was hard for Nayla to say that sentence.
"I don't want to talk to a wife who doesn't respect her husband at all" Devan said, looking at Nayla.
"Well, don't appreciate?" said Nayla, puzzled as she thought about where she didn't appreciate Devan, and why Devan seemed to behave as if they were really husband and wife in general,, though they marry only because of compulsion and also circumstances that require them to marry.
"Nayla, I told you, I don't want you to call me with the call of Master, okay?" firmly Devan while looking at Nayla who seemed to swallow her saliva rough.
Nayla now knows where her fault lies, where she doesn't appreciate Devan, but Nayla is really unusual and it's really hard to call Devan with a mas call,, because Nayla is used to and comfortable with the call of Mr.
"Let's call me mas," Devan's command with a high tone of voice made Nayla instantly flinched in shock.
"Mas," said Nayla quickly because she was afraid of Devan, whose tone was high.
Devan smiles faintly at Nayla's face that looks scared and nervous, for Devan it's okay to make Nayla as if she is his wife all for the sake of her son who is in the Cage of Nayla.
"Now, what do you want to say?" ask Devan again.
"Actually I want to." said Nayla, thinking this was a decision that benefited both sides,, this decision will certainly make Devan happy because Nayla willingly left Devan's life and will not trouble Devan anymore.
"Let's say quickly, why are you so long? what do you want to eat now? today I'm going to give my time completely to you" Devan said, looking at Nayla.
Devan actually wanted to laugh to see Nayla who looked confused and nervous to talk, because Devan already knew what Nayla wanted to say.
Devan waits for Nayla's answer with a hand that knocks at the wheel of her car...
"Tu, Yep...,"
Devan immediately saw Nayla with a sharp look made Nayla immediately change her speech.
"Mas, me, me, me, I want ice cream, yes I want ice cream, I really want to eat ice cream today," said Nayla then lowered her head to condemn her own stupidity,,,, and,, why did she even say she wanted ice cream, when in fact Nayla wanted to say she wanted a divorce.
Nayla really blames herself for how weak Nayla is with Devan's attention, when Devan's attention is nothing, but Nayla is already like this.
It's okay there's still time Nayla, you don't get weak like this anymore just with attention not yet a fingernail like this, inner Nayla tries to give her spirit to herself.
Hmmm you think you can win against me? this is not how, just wait, Devan's inner self while laughing happily in his heart.
Devan then drove back to his car looking for ice cream vendors because Nayla wanted ice cream. After seeing the ice cream seller, Devan immediately stopped his car.
"You just wait inside, don't go down, the sun is very hot today" Devan said, looking at Nayla and then immediately got out of the car to the ice cream seller.
Again the simple attention of Devan made Nayla touched, the intention of wanting a divorce from Devan but instead getting the sudden attention of Devan was certainly beyond Nayla's expectations at all. As a woman who is pregnant, of course, such little attention alone makes her feel happy.
"This is take," said Devan, giving two ice cream to Nayla, who had been bought earlier.
Nayla nodded her head as Nayla's hand slowly picked up the ice cream from Devan and enjoyed it.
"You eat like a child, you eat like this," Devan said, taking a tissue and immediately cleaning Nayla's lips.
Geez, how come it's like this, why did Devan suddenly turn into this kind of attention? why does he have to be this weird? inner Nayla while looking at Devan let the ice cream she was holding melt.
"Why shut up let's eat again, you were going to really want to eat ice cream, then the ice cream melted," said Devan while looking at Nayla who looked dumb looking at her.
"Father's son, you don't be naughty well on the inside, pity Mother if you are naughty," said Devan who immediately held Nayla's stomach without permission,, stroking him gently as if to pour affection on his son, then Devan kissed Nayla's flat stomach.
This what? what's the matter? why is he like this? how would I ask for a divorce if she noticed me like this, why would she suddenly change? inner Nayla.
"Let's eat again and finish well," said Devan as she stroked gently on Nayla's hair.
Devan smiles secretly knowing that at this time Nayla must be confused with her who suddenly changed. But Devan doesn't care because Devan feels he has been trampled on by his pride by Denis, Nayla's lover.
Who's that guy gonna take my son? never will I let, Devan inner with a triumphant laugh in his heart.
Nayla immediately looked out the window as soon as she felt Devan's hand continue to gently stroke her stomach, Nayla did not know when Devan would stop doing that. Nayla immediately tensed up, it felt very difficult to breathe let alone want to get words out.
"You're done?" devan asked while looking at Nayla again.
Nayla nodded without saying anything more.
"Is there anything you want?" devan asked and immediately Nayla shook her head quickly at the sign of not wanting anything more.
Devan immediately saw his phone.
"Alright, it's a taxi, mas have ordered for you, you just go up well, until you meet at home well," said Devan with very soft and attentive.
Devan also pointed to a taxi that had just stopped in front of his car.
Nayla nodded her head then immediately walked towards the taxi.
"Where do I want a divorce like this" murmured Nayla feeling desperate as she walked towards the taxi.