Mission And Love
regulating feelings.

"The color you already love him, say Devan, say." Diandra flicked her hand to smack Devan's chest.

Devan swiftly pulled Diandra in his arms. "I'm sorry, Diandra I can't manage my own feelings." Sluggishly.

Diandra pushed Devan's body hard.

"You're crazy Devan, why do you do that, you know I love you so much, even I can be desperate." He shouted with angry eyes.

"Diandra, please hold a demon like this. I'll try to be fair." Devan reached for Diandra's hand and grabbed her to calm down.

"No Devan you're just mine, and not for anyone." Diandra clasped Devan's shirt, looking up at her husband with a look of compassion.

"You said it yourself, your marriage and Laura only please you after a year you'll take it off.

Look at me Devan what I lack."His hand stretched out holding Devan's cheek facing him.

"You just tell me what I'm lacking will change it. But please don't do this to me" she said softly between her tears that began to fall. Devan held Diandra's hand resting on her cheek and looked at her with nanar.

"I also can't manage my feelings inandra.I'm sorry." He said carefully.

Diandra widened her eyes to hear Devan's words, then released her hand with a flash of anger and took a few steps back.

"Diandra I..," he tried to explain, did not have time to speak Diandra's hand raised as if he did not want to hear.

"Quite Devan if that's your choice, I'll get the hell out of the way"

Diandra stepped out with a swift step wanting to solve all her problems because of Laura, with a flash of anger clearly drawn on her face.

Devan widened his eyes and was so angry at Diandra's words that he could not resist his emotions quickly Devan chased after him and dragged him in and threw Diandra's body on the bed

Then hold his chin with emotion.

"Just try if you dare.." said Devan full of affirmation with a sharp and piercing look.

"I've been patient enough to respond to your behavior. All this time I've been trying to give the best I can, but you keep testing my patience.

Listen, Diandra, if you keep this up, I could leave you.

I'm not kidding, you know for yourself that I'm angry."

Then he slammed into his grip and stepped out shutting the door hard

Diandra's calls and shouts between her cries did not heed again until she disappeared behind the door.

"It's all because of Laura, I won't let you." Gripping the strong bedsheet with a gaze full of anger.

Devan steps out of the car at high speed, then stops at an apartment.The sound of knock wakes up Jhoni who is sound asleep. Jhoni rubbed his eyes in annoyance.

"Who are these nights to meet" he said with a pursed mouth with a sour face and rushed to open the door.

His eyes widened to find his boss in the doorway with a messy look.There was no more fashionable and neat Devan that was in front of him the shabby and chaotic Devan.

"Your master is fine, why are you like this." he asked inquiring.

"May I stay here, just for tonight."

His voice was flat, but the energy was clearly visible from the look of his face.

"Come in, sir," Jhoni said

Devan stepped onto the sofa he threw his buttocks onto the soft sofa then sat down with a matted face.Jhoni hurriedly made his master a hot tea, after which stepped closer.

"You'd better drink this first, sir."Jhoni thrust the still steaming tea at the table, in front of Devan.

"Thank you Jhoni" he said.

He drank it with a Tampa look of expression.Devan sighed tiredly while leaning his body on the soft sofa.

"Actually what happened sir because of the incident earlier" he asked doubtfully.

Devan nodded then puffed his face at Jhoni.

Jhoni smiled hearing Devan's actual speech he had known for a long time.

Devan frowned, finding Jhoni's expression seemingly ordinary

"Why are you ordinary?" tanyanya.

"Sorry sir even I realized before you told me but you're the one who won't admit it."

Devan breathed a heavy sigh. Then lowered his face with a raging mind making his sad face look clear.

"Why sir, is it not natural for a husband to love his wife," he asked as he stared intensely at Devan waiting for an answer.

"You're right Jhoni, I deserve to love her, I'm her husband.But you know now Laura doesn't like me, let alone see the incident." Devan clenched his hands in light of the emotionally draining incident.

"I'm late Jhoni, the love Laura used to give me is now completely gone and I see that love for others in her eyes.

If time could be repeated I regretted having rejected it."and then rubbed his face violently.

Jhoni approached gently patting his old shoulder feeling kasian, while trying to calm down.

"Your master isn't too late, just do your best to convince Miss Laura that you're completely sincere with her."

Devan looked up at Jhoni's bead which looked sincere.

"Are you sure Jhoni ?" Jhoni nodded with a smile.

Devan let out a long sigh with a forced smile.

"You know Jhoni isn't just my problem now Diandra is jealous of him and even dares to threaten me. I don't know anymore, I have to deal with it."

"Maybe Miss Diandra, it takes time to see her husband share love. That's the consequence of marrying two women at once." Tampa felt guilty.

Devan frowned staring at Jhoni sharply at his words, while Jhoni scratched his head while showing his white teeth lined up neatly.

******

A man who was no longer young, was clearly visible from some fine lines drawn on his face. He got out of his fancy car and walked into Devan's house.

"Your great master is coming" said bik faith

while looking down, with his hands carrying a lamp containing food on it.

"Devan mana bik" he asked as he circulated the view throughout the room.

"Mr Devan goes sir. from semalem has not come home yet "he replied gently.

"Then Diandra's where she is" he asked again.

"Mrs Diandra is leaving early in the morning, sir."

"Where is Laura?"

"Miss Laura is in her room, she hasn't been out of semalem until now hasn't eaten." bi Imah replied honestly.

"So this food is for Laura, give it to me to take it."

"Yes, sir.." as he thrust the tray to his boss and walked away.

The knock on the door in Laura's room sounded again.

"I told you bik, I'm still full." His speech was still lazy to Bagun because his mind was still in a state of turmoil.

"Sadly this papa want to open the door first" said Ardi behind the door.

Hearing the baritone voice of the man, Emeli rushed up Bagun then slightly cleared up his messy appearance.

She wiped away her still-appearing tears

Emeli sighed then opened the door with a forced smile.