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"I don't care!! Here you are!"

"Oh no!! Forgive Oma." Devan tries to escape, but his collar has been pulled first by Oma Airin.

"Dare to run away! After your cleaver I will circumcise again to run out and can not play seesaw." Upset Oma Airin, while continuing to hold Devan's collar and herding him towards the backyard, precisely in the flower garden Jeje.

"Don't Oma, later if my machete in the barbershop out of pity my wife can't feel ajep-ajep anymore." Devan answered Oma Airin with words that are super absurd.

"It's good because Raya can find others and isn't as good as you are." Reply Oma, no less absurd.

Jlep

"Akkh... Oma hurts my heart so much, when you say that." Devan acts like stabbing his own heart and acting in pain.

"Cih lebay." Cibir Oma Airin's.

"Hey! You!" Oma Airin, calling gardeners who are plucking grass in the area of lily plants with various colors that grow there.

"Yes Oma." The gardener came up and bowed a little, saluting.

"What are your duties today?" Ask Oma Airin.

"My job, today is to pluck the grass alone, Oma." The gardener answered very politely and bowed his head.

"Good." Oma Airin nodded her head repeatedly. "Where's your wallet." Oma Airin raised her hand to Devan making Devan frown in wonder.

"For what?" Ask Devan to astonishment.

"Quick give! Much talk!" Oma Airin's.

"Yes" Devan reached into his pants pocket on the back, where his wallet was hiding there, then Devan gave his wallet to Oma Airin.

"I don't want to open your wallet, and take out the cash." Oma Airin.

"Well, what else?" Devan asked in astonishment again. Even so he took out the cash that was in his wallet.

"Not much, there's only three million." Said Devan, while showing hundreds of thousands of rupiah money that is quite a lot in his hands.

"Give all that money to Mr. Sarjo." Said Oma Airin while pointing at the gardener standing in front of her.

"What the hell do you mean? Oma want what?" Devan asked in confusion, and he handed the money over to Sarjo.

"Thank you Mr. Sarjo because that's your fortune, from today you're off until next week." Oma Airin said to the gardener, making Devan more confused while the hand of Mr. Sarjo who held the money shook and his eyes glazed.

"Ta but Oma—"

"From today your work will be taken over by Devan." Cut Oma Airin, make Devan's mouth gaping and do not believe the words of Oma Airin.

"Oma—"

"No protest! This is your punishment!" Cut Oma Airin again, making Devan sigh disappointed.

"real Oma? My holiday?" The gardener made sure.

"Yes." Yeah." Oma Airin replied with certainty.

"Then this money?"

"Take that as a bonus from Devan, now go home let Devan continue your work."

"Well, thank you Oma, Mr. Devan. May you live a long and healthy life always." The gardener was of course very happy to hear the word one week off in addition to a bonus of three million more.

"Yes! Sarjo sir!" Shouted Devan, as the middle-aged man moved away from there.

"Deflect your voice! He is older than you!" Sentak Oma Airin and also reminded his grand daughter-in-law.

"Yes, sorry." Devan said slowly.

"Now continue the work of Mr. Sarjo." The Oma Airin.

"Oma is right." Devan was upset. But even so Devan did carry out his punishment.

"Fate. fate." Grunts Devan.

"If you see an imported hanging papaya and make a local earthquake on the bed, you don't complain." Sindir Oma Airin, makes Devan glare perfectly.

How can Oma know about local earthquakes? Ah, Crystal must have told Oma, you Crystal! You're making Papi even more miserable. Inner Devan was crying.

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Days change weeks, Devan has done his punishment well is to be a gardener for one week, Devan do his punishment before leaving for the office.

And that week turned into a month, and it did not feel like it had been two months since he had vacationed from Bali with Raya and for two months it was also Raya still silent Devan, not only that, but that, Devan also did not get rations to sharpen his machete.

"Jeek... Yuck.." Devan spewed out his guts in the sink while massaging his own nape. Since this morning he continues to feel nauseous and vomit his stomach contents.

"Ah, what am I? It's been a week now always feeling nauseous." Devan murmured, after washing his face with water flowing from his office sink.

"Dev, the meeting's about to start." Xander enters Devan's room, but does not find Devan in his room.

"Where is he?" Xander murmured, but soon Devan came out of the bathroom with a face that looked fresher.

"Hey, are you sick?" Xander asked when he saw his daughter-in-law's face look pale.

"No, Boss. I'm good." Sangkal Devan, even though he felt his stomach like in a stir and his head was dizzy instead of playing.

"If it's not healthy, don't force it." Xander.

"No I—" Devan did not continue his words, as his stomach churned again. As fast as lightning Devan covered his mouth and ran towards the bathroom.

"Dev!" Xander follows Devan and he stops in the doorway when he sees Devan spewing out his entrails.

"Yuhhhh! You threw up, you're not well, Dev." Xander cried from the doorway.

"I'm fine, just a common cold." Obviously Devan, and he felt better after spewing out his stomach again, akam but his headache grew.

"Rest, I'll call Ricky." Xander said, but was immediately rejected by Devan.

"I'm fine." Shallows Devan again.

"Hell up!" Upset Xander, then out of Devan's room. Just about to turn the door handle heard the sound of objects falling from the bathroom so loud.

"Devan!!"

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Raya rushes to the hospital when she gets word from her father if Devan collapses in the office. A sense of regret seethed in her heart, she should not have ignored her husband for that long.

"Dad." Raya walked quickly and approached her father who was waiting in front of the IGD room.

"Just passed out." Xander convinces his daughter to hug him so as not to cry.

"I'm afraid if anything happens to her, Dad, torch hers." Wept in Xander's arms.

"The thing is he's a strong man and almost never gets sick." Raya continued, still sobbing, while Xander rubbed his daughter's back gently as if channeling tranquility there.

Soon Ricky and the doctor who handled Devan came out of the room.

"How's my husband doing?"

Hayo Om dev-dev kenaposeh?

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