Just Want to Be Appreciated
My heart is not okay

"Why silence?" ask Devan.

Hanna did not know what to answer, she was even still surprised by the words spoken by Devan.

Devan looked forward, and he knew Hanna was looking at him in confusion, "Mas never fell in love, which Mas knew was Budi's reply. And since we met," Devan turned his neck to the right until the two met, "Mas knows what love means" Devan continued.

Hanna immediately decided her second glance, she looked forward and looked forward to the words Devan would say.

Devan is still staring at Hanna without wanting to turn to the others, a look of awe, a love that may be deep enough and difficult to describe.

"Mas is wrong, that's right. Because Mas loves Mama Sarah too much, according to Mas Mama is everything. And whatever it is Mas will do," Devan paused his words and looked straight ahead, "Including sacrificing Mas's own feelings, Mas disappeared and left not because he wanted to forget you. But Mas wants to remove the shadow of love that is in the heart of Mas, difficult, sick, which is sacrificed is not just a man's feelings for a woman. But the feeling of a father who should stay away from his children, Mas never tried to forget you. It's too hard, it's just that Mas wants you to be happy with someone who never hurt you" Devan explained, then he kept quiet and looked up at the stars in the sky.

A drop of Hanna's tears fell from her cheek, there was a sense of resentment as Devan reminded of the past. But behind it all there is also a sense of love that is still stored so deeply, Hanna wants to forget the pain. But will Devan be able to treat it, and promise not to repeat it a second time. Given the faces of Derren and Davina who also miss the Papa very much, sometimes make Hanna's heart move to return to Devan's embrace. But can Devan convince himself that he will no longer be hurt by a traitor.

"Why are you crying?" ask Devan.

Hanna rubbed her tears rough, then she shook her head. With lips that slowly smiled, "Mas," call Hanna.

"Em," replied Devan who was still staring at Hanna.

"Derren and Davina need files that say they're our children, while we were just married to Siri. Can I take care of all those files?" ask Hanna.

Devan nodded, and was aware of the words that were spoken to him. Getting married and having children without a clear status is very difficult, "Yes, later Mas will take care of it," Devan replied.

Hanna nodded, without which Devan did not understand the intent of Hanna's words wanting to reunite with Devan.

Devan stared at the clock that was coiled around his wrist, then he stood up while pulling Hanna's arm.

"Mas," Hanna asks in let go, because Hanna is not used to holding on with her instead of her mahram.

Devan smiled, "Again, it's okay" Devan said.

Hanna was silent, a moment later she nodded.

"It's still 11:01 for a walk," invited Devan who did not want to miss his togetherness with Hanna.

"Now?" hanna asked confusedly, slowly she stood before Devan.

"Hehe...." Devan chuckles, "It doesn't matter what time, we go for a walk" Devan asked again.

Hanna smiled and nodded, "But the children are at Mas's house" Hanna replied.

"There's the Oma" Devan said again, chuckling.

"Where?" ask Hanna.

"Where, just from the two of us," Devan replied as he raised his eyebrows teasing Hanna.

"Mmmmffff....." Hanna shut her mouth while holding back a laugh.

Devan was aware of his oddity, he scratched his non-itchy nape.

"Yuk," Devan grabs Hanna's shoulders and the two begin to walk down the side of the road, watching the passing vehicles start to quiet down. I saw stars in the sky so beautiful.

Don't ask Hanna's heart right now, because she's been trying to calm down. Because Devan keeps close to him, the two of them are not just a pair of ex-lovers. But more than that, the two had felt the beauty of making love together until Hanna gave birth to two children from the results of their love.

"One of them is selling fireworks" Devan said.

Hanna was surprised by Devan's call, it was a call when they were still husband and wife. Until he looked at Devan confused, and wondered in his heart whether he had not misheard.

"Hanna," Devan again called Hanna properly, after realizing her stupidity just now.

"I.iya," Hanna nodded and felt awkward.

Devan rubbed his face violently, then he began to look for a sense of calm so as not to tense up, "There are fireworks, we play yuk," asked Devan.

Hanna nodded, and she kept trying to calm down. Until Devan finally set off fireworks, and gave them to him. But suddenly Hanna accidentally hit by sparks that lit.

"Aaauu.." - Ringis Hanna.

Devan quickly threw away the fireworks in his hand, and sucked the part of Hanna's hand that was hit by the sparks. He looks panicked.

Hanna was only silent when more attention was given to her, even though it was so difficult but it felt really stressful.

"Is it better?" ask Devan.

"*J*My heart is not good," Hanna's mind, "Yes," Hanna replied as she nodded.

"Rome home, it's late" Devan holds Hanna's arm, and the two walk a long way because Devan's car was parked before him at a restaurant.

But it doesn't seem to matter, because the two are still at home to linger alone.

"Please princess," Devan opens the car door for Hanna.

Hanna smiled, "Thank you," Hanna replied to Devan's smile, then she sat down sweetly.

Not long ago Devan was also sitting in the steering chair, the two were only silent until the end of Devan's car stopped speeding after entering the gate of Agatha Sanjaya house.

"Thank you," Hanna said as her hand wanted to open the door.

"Hanna," Devan quickly held Hanna's hand.

"Yes," Hanna looked at Devan questioningly.

Long views of the two met, until finally Devan's gaze was so focused on Hanna's lips. Red lips with a sweet taste that usually always belongs to Devan.

Not knowing with a sense that now seems more demanding, until Devan quickly pulled the nape of Hanna and devoured Hanna's lips gently.

There was no rejection, Hanna even retorted well. Because he wants to tell Devan if he is now ready to receive Devan back.

"Srssttt...." Hanna whimpered, feeling a strange gurgle as Devan's hand started to creep wildly, Hanna was eager to resist. But his body that has long been accustomed to the touch Devan desperately wants her, being a widow is not just about enduring pain and suffering. But desire as a mature and normal woman often wants to be spoiled.