My Leaning Husband is CEO
Chapter 2: The Chronicle

Brandon grabbed Devano's shoulder and whispered something.

"You sure?" ask Devano slowly.

"Create bro, how? No attack?" jason asked, raising one eyebrow.

"Hajarlah, can not be didiemin, ntar they diggeljak." It was not Devano who answered but Brandon the right hand and also his older cousin who proposed the sentence.

"We're cuddling the kids, we're attacking their school, before the second break we move in" Devano said coldly.

Five bad boy frontmen at Pelita school who are none other than Devano as the head of the gang, with his closest circle namely Brandon, Jason, and others, Ali and Monty begin to devise a strategy to attack the neighboring school that became their sworn enemy.

Devano gave directions to four of his friends and they proceeded to other friends who were included as members of their group at the school.

The children of more than twenty people responsibility are already hanging on their respective motors with each other in a conversation.

From the direction of the school corridor Freya known as the girlfriend of the gang leader they ran over to Devano.

"Sister." called him with a breath of excitement for running away from his class.

Devano who was in Brandon's bonnet only scrunched his forehead from behind his full face helmet, his eagle eyes stared intently at the beautiful girl.

"Be careful." That's all that came out of the girl's thin lips.

Without saying a word Devano passed from Freya's presence with a group of children in white ash uniforms.

They convoy on a motorcycle headed to the school that was the target of the attack this time.

Arriving in front of Swarna school, Devano and his friends immediately attacked the school students without saying much, coincidentally the gate was open because it was time to rest.

They attack anyone they meet there, no matter he is the target they are looking for, the important thing is that the person wearing a uniform with the attributes of the High School they just hit.

Bhuk....

Bhuk....

Prangs....

Adus jotos it lasted no more than half an hour, but the effect was extraordinary, Devano and his troops were indeed famous sangar, like to make their opponents sprawl even though not to lose their lives.

After the attack, the children of the freedom connoisseur disbanded, Devano and his core troops chose to hide in Monty's house which was certainly safe.

The mansion is without inhabitants, since only Monty lives there, papa mama and his only brother settled in London there.

Devano examined his face which contained several bruises, his name must have been bogem also right, Devano is not a superman who is immune to boxing and punch.

"Mampus lo Dev, address diomelin om Satria again lo." Without morals Brandon who is the son of his mother's brother Devano was laughing with satisfaction.

"Anji**lo instead of concerned about the team getting bumped, even lo ketawain." Ali shook Brandon's head in dismay.

Without a word, Devano returned to riding his motorcycle and decided to go home before his father reached home.

"Hei Dev, where are you going?" jason shouted to see Devano bouncing his motorbike and passed from the presence of his friends.

Devano rides his bike carelessly, he does not care about the meaning of other road users who are disturbed by his actions.

Arriving in front of the young gray painted house, Devano honks and before long the gate opens for him.

"Where's mbok?" devano asked as he passed by Siti's housekeeper who works in this house.

"There is behind the mas," replied mbok Siti.

Devano stepped into the backyard, seeing his mother watering his vegetable garden.

"Ma." call Devano and then kiss her cheek gently.

Gelsey sharpened his eyes to see the bruises that again adorned the handsome face of the child.

"Run again?" gelsey asked casually impressed no burden.

Slowly Devano nodded his head, then sat in a chair not far from where his mother stood.

"Can't you fight it don't get that tonjok? It's a pity that your handsome face is not smooth anymore Dev," said Gelsey impressed relaxed with the mischief of his handsome boy whose hobby is fighting and motorcycle racing.

Devano smiled at the complaint from his absurd mother, where there was a fight not to be bumped too right.

But so far Devano is comfortable interacting with his mother who better understands how the young soul wants to express itself with whatever they want to know, you could say Gelsey is Devano's best ally in this house.

Very different from Satria the papa who has a firm and cold nature, from the beginning Satria wants Devano to use the time for school and learn business early on.

Because as the only child they have, Satria hopes that Devano will be able to lead the company he has started since young.

But unfortunately, Satria's hope is probably too far for Devano, because instead of obeying the wishes of the papa, Devano actually uses his time to ditch, stunt and race wild.

The roar of his papa car made Devano immediately move from his seat and pass to hide himself in his room.

Before the strapping body disappeared from sight, Gelsey shouted to him, "His counselor is still Dev?" ask Gelsey.

"Still ma!" devano shouted and disappeared into his room.

Gelsey washed her hands and prepared to welcome her husband who had just returned from work.

"Devano where's Cil?" satria asked after landing a kiss on Gelsey's forehead.

"There's a room, why mas?" gelsey asked her husband to herd her into their room.

"So I saw him brawl in front of Swarna High School there," Satria replied as she took off her shoes and glanced at the wife who was keeping her briefcase on the desk.

"Beyond? What time did you see it?" gelsey asked casually, not wanting Satria to suspect that he again covered up the behavior of Devano who came home with a battered face.

"You're not covering up your son's behavior, are you Cil?" Instead of answering Gelsey's question, Satria immediately accused the wife who became an ally of his son.

"Close what the hell mas? I saw Devano come home all right" said Gelsey with the face of judes.

"Call him, I want to talk" Satria said firmly.

"Masssss... "gelsey whine while hugging Satria's stomach tightly, she must protect Devano so as not to get scorned by her papa again.

Satria let out a long sigh, seeing his wife holding him possessively, Satria knew that what she saw was a boy swinging an iron rod that was really Devano, although Devano wears a helmet to cover his face but Satria has a body of his handsome son, let alone see Brandon the nephew sitting a henchman on the seat waiting for Devano to cut off his opponent.

It was time for Satria to act decisively before it was too late.