My wife is not a Shit Carrier!
Shitty

Andini POV 

Today Mr. Devano and his mother returned home. And this is the third time I've been stuck back with Mr. Devano.

When Mom, Grandma and Mom Rahma told you to speak with four eyes in my room. Something I never expected almost happened.

As usual when Mr. Devano is close to me, surely he will give a ci*man that makes the turmoil in my body rise.

But this time, he almost crossed the line. Slowly his hands began to infiltrate into the shirt I was wearing. Alhamdulillah! I immediately regained my senses and held his hand so as not to cross the line.

Shame on! Now both of my hands were choked by him, and he did not release me from my lips.

Over time the lum*tan, again burning the turmoil in my body. I slowly felt the check start to loosen.

Now it feels like one hand Mr. Devano back infiltrated into the shirt I was wearing.

"Emppht ...."

His one hand had already managed to grab one of my chewy jelly. But I hurriedly realized that this was all wrong. We must not cross our boundaries, as we only enter into temporary contractual agreements. So I can't be complacent about the game from Mr. Devano.

I held her hand again, and my tears came back from the corner of my eye. And finally Mr. Devano realized it.

"I'm sorry, Ndin! I almost crossed my line. I promise I won't do this to you again! Unless later if you really have fallen in love with me, and are willing to accept me sincerely. I will wait for that time to come! Now go wash your face first, then we'll come out after!" he said while cupping both of my cheeks.

I who heard the ambiguous words he just uttered was a little surprised.

'What exactly does he mean? Why does it sound so ambiguous?' I murmured in my heart.

******

After we came out of my room, with my eyes slightly puffy. Now Aunt Rahma with her nettle looked at me in full search.

"Van, '' call Bu Rahma to Mr. Devano with a sharp eye.

"Hem, yes Ma," he said.

Then Ms. Rahma's hand reached out to Mr. Devano's ear.

"Duuhh, sick Ma! Mama why the hell?" he said while groaning in pain.

"What did you do to Andini, so she cried? Did you do nothing in there, huh!?" mama Rahma asked in a slightly raised voice.

I who saw the scene that was done between Mother and son, was only flabbergasted. A famous Devano Wicaksana cold and arrogant, now with his mother looks weak and funny.

"What the hell, Ma! It was Mama herself who told us to go into the room!" kilah Mr. Devano.

"But Mama didn't tell you to make Andini cry! Did you hurt him?" ma'am Rahma asked as she stared intently at Mr. Devano.

Then he turned to look at me with his own eyes.

"I'm sorry Mama's son, baby! What did he do to you? Did he hurt you? Are you hurt by him? Did he do anything that crossed his line?" ma'am Rahma asked me with so many questions.

"Well!" I was also surprised by the questions he asked.

"What the hell, Ma? Devan didn't hurt Andini.''

"You're quiet! Mama's talking to Andini, not you!" snapped Bu Rahma while staring intently back at Mr. Devano.

"Say, Honey! What the hell happened just now?" mama Rahma asked in her soft voice.

"So nothing happened, Mom. It's just that Mr. Devano made a little sad story, so I was moved when I heard it." I lied that I did not have the heart to see Mr. Devano who put on a clear face.

"Don't lie, honey! Your reasons make absolutely no sense." denied Ms. Rahma with her soft voice.

"Van! Tell me Mama! What did you do to Andini?" asked Bu Rahma to Mr. Devano with great emphasis.

"OK, okay! Get your hands off Devan's ears. So that Devan can tell you everything honestly." asked Mr. Devano to Ms. Rahma.

Mom Rahma quickly let go of the jewel. And when I look at Mr. Devano's ears, they look very red. Uh! It must have hurt a lot.

"okay! Devan will tell. But you guys don't attack me when I tell you everything!" pinta Pak Devano.

"Good!" they exclaimed at the same time, I myself just fell silent while waiting for the story of Mr. Devano.

I'm afraid if Mr. Devano is honest with them, what he just did to me.

"Before Devan wanted if our wedding was on the title tomorrow morning! The reception is still in the week again, but Devan wants the ijab qobul to be held tomorrow morning!" pinta Pak Devano's.

We who heard Mr. Devano's request were very surprised.

"Well!" I was surprised and no less surprised.

"Van! Are you not sane? Tomorrow then? Why is it impromptu like this? Do not-don't you guys just now .." asked Ms. Rahma full of investigation.

I shook my head quickly too.

"Yes, Ma. I was almost caliph, alone with Andini in her room. To be honest, when I was near Andini I was very difficult to hold myself back. Every close to him, it was like there was a steady stream of magnets pulling at me. So before I act past my limits, I want ijab qobul to be implemented tomorrow!" obviously Mr. Devano so that makes you all surprised.

"What?!" ask them simultaneously.

"Have you done that to my daughter, son?" ask Mr. Devano.

Grandma had only been silent since then, and only listened to every speech she heard.

"No Ma'am! We haven't done it yet, because Andini always rejects it. And I realized that what I was doing was wrong. I'm sorry, because I find it hard to hold it!" mr. Devano said sincerely.

Now I hear Mom's heavy breathing.

"If so, well the ijab qobul event will be held tomorrow in this house. But it's just a simple event, because it's so sudden. While we have not been prepared for this moment," said Mother with her voice.

"Shin, are you sure? It's too sudden. I'm sorry, Shin! Because I failed to educate my own son, so now he's getting a little wild!" said Bu Rahma while glancing towards Mr. Devano.

"It's okay. It's all our fault, too. Because we told them to talk together in a closed place." said Mother with a wry smile.

"Once again I apologize to you!" said Ms. Rahma while holding both hands.

"Oh, it's all happened! Now we make preparations as soon as possible, so that tomorrow morning everything is ready without any obstacles" said Grandma with her voice.

"Well!"

'Sucks!'

SERIATE....