Let Me Love Your Wife (Not an Ex)
Devara and the Women of the Past

At 12:00 pm Indonesian time. Maverick is still sitting quietly in his chair, there is no desire to move and find food or just take a drink. Since this morning his mind has been a little confused. All because of the chat Izal sent last night.

The man who became his spy said that last night Reyvan did not take him to Jerry's place, even though their initial plans would come together. Although in the message Izal said that his position is still safe, Maverick is suspicious. He knew Reyvan was a smart guy. If he dared to change steps, it must be because something did not go according to the original plan.

"I have to have a serious talk with him" Maverick murmured while looking at the message he sent earlier this morning, but it has not been read to date. Understandably, the time difference between Jakarta and Barcelona is quite long. Perhaps, there Izal was still asleep in his sleep.

When Maverick was still silent and waiting for a call from Izal, suddenly the door of the room was knocked from the outside, it was Elle who came.

"Am I interrupting?" ask Elle.

"No, come here!" answer Maverick. Her discomfort was slightly lessened when Elle smiled. Undeniably, his wife had slowly shifted Devara's position.

"Aurora ordered a burger. Because my way back is through here, I'm buying for you." Elle sat down in front of Maverick while putting down a paper bag containing beef burgers and milkshakes.

"Thank you, I just happen to not have lunch yet." Maverick smiled, got up and washed his hands.

"You eat too!" maverick said as he sat in front of Elle.

"I'll be home later. Aurora would be more pleased if I accompanied her to eat," replied Elle still with her sweet smile.

"All right." Maverick grabs the burger and starts bribing it. "How's Mama doing?" continued. Just a moment ago, Elle did visit her mother.

"Good mom. He sends his regards to you and Aurora" replied Elle.

Maverick smile. Marissa is a gentle woman. Although her son was married in the wrong way, but the woman still treated him well, like a daughter-in-law in general. In Marissa, Maverick finds the love of a mother, who has long since been erased from memory.

On the sidelines of his feed, Maverick glanced at Elle, who was sitting while propping up his chin. Beautiful face is perfect. Although only a simple dress is worn and the hair is left unraveled, but the charm is really alluring. Maverick's heart rate is a complete mess.

Whether it gets a boost from nowhere, Maverick's heart is moved to feed it. Without hesitation, he took a little burger and thrust it into Elle's mouth.

"Try it!" said it.

Elle gasp. He was nervous and misbehaved. All this time, only Reyvan has ever done it. Although Maverick has officially become a husband, but their relationship is not that intimate.

Maverick did not lower his hand. He remained faithful to the burger, even while showing off a charming smile. Elle had no other choice, she finally opened her mouth and accepted the bribe.

"Enak, right?"

"Yes." Yeah." Elle shy.

"Again?"

"No need. For you alone." Elle smile.

"Let me, let me" said Elle as Maverick got up and was about to clean up his food scraps.

While cleaning the table, Elle accidentally sees a photo of herself, displayed on Maverick's desk. In the wedding dress, her face is graceful and beautiful, very harmonious with her frame which is also beautiful. The photo was indeed facing Maverick, so it was not visible from Elle's seat.

"Mas ... This ... why is there a picture of me?" asked Elle hesitantly.

Maverick smiled, "I'm married to you. What people say if what I'm displaying is a picture of Devara. It's a place to work, Elle, sometimes there are other people who meet me here."

Makes sense. Elle nodded in understanding with Maverick's reply. Not at all suspicious if only her husband kept other intentions.

"Actually, it's not just your picture. Behind him is a picture of Devara, but .. yes there is no way I show off the picture. Everyone knows he's there and he's divorced" Maverick said.

"Yes." Yeah." Elle smile. "Mmm, what's her picture too when she's wearing a wedding dress?" continued.

"No. Just look if you're curious" Maverick replied.

Elle nodded. Then, take the photo and bring it to the chair, his original seat. Elle was moved to look at Devara's photo. He wanted to look at the beautiful face of Devara who was now at peace in the afterlife.

Before Elle took a look at Devara's photo, Maverick's phone was already ringing. Then, the man walked away for a moment to receive a call. He talked to Izal and discussed the matter last night.

"Yesterday, Mr. Rey caught me talking to you. But, just the last sentence, he should not be suspicious" said Izal from across the street.

"You know very well the nature of your boss, clever and full of ambition. Although in front of your eyes is not suspicious, but not necessarily when behind. Be careful, do not fail. So far I've trusted you," Maverick said with a slight annoyance.

He needed people to control Reyvan's movements, and Izal was the most reliable person.

"If you go from his side, I have no more capable spies. It wasn't good for my business and also my relationship with Elle, "inwardly.

While Maverick is still busy with Izal, Elle begins to release three photos from his frame. The first is a photo of her, the second a picture of Devara standing gracefully among the tulips. In a sleeveless yellow dress, the woman looked beautiful and attractive. Then, Elle turned her eyes to the third photo. It appears there Devara was sitting on the edge of the bed with a thin and pale adult woman.

In that instant, Elle's heart beat fast. His world seemed to stop and throw him into the past. A time when he was going through something very dark. A time when he and his family were falling at their lowest. The woman, though thin and pale, but Elle knew her very well. He is a person who has played an important role in his past.

"He ... What does this have to do with Devara? Could it be Devara .. ah," inner Elle with a trembling body.

Elle's cold sweat poured out, along with the energy that seemed to disappear slowly. Helpless, that's what he felt. Until finally, the frame he was holding fell to the floor. The clang was quite loud and made Maverick turn his head.

"Elle, what's wrong with you?"

Seriate...