Pelita Hati Bunda
Pak Devan's

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My eyes slowly opened, I don't know how long I've been asleep in the chair at the moment. But I was very surprised when I woke up.

My eyes were wide open, I no longer slept in a chair but was already on the bed with a blanket and felt very warm.

It wasn't just that that surprised me, but there were hands that were coiled around my stomach and it felt really heavy.

whose hands? Is it possible Ara's hand?

I hold her hand I can't believe it's Ara's hand because it feels so heavy but if it's not Ara who's behind me.

The hand is very big, meaning it can't be Ara's hand right? What then?

The masculine scent has been inhaled into my nose is clearly Ara's, right? Because Ara couldn't possibly wear an expensive perfume like this.

Even her body that was clutched so full also explained that the one behind me must not be Ara because Ara also could not be as big as me even more.

Then who?

The more curious and the more impatient I was to quickly see who the real culprit was, but all of a sudden my heart was beating so strongly, I was afraid to see who it was.

I looked slowly and was certainly very surprised to see who was now also sleeping behind me. Sleeping in the same bed even hugging me.

"Pa_pak Devan?" My screams held up as if there was no sound.

I blinked because I still can't believe that the one behind me is Mr. Devan.

There's no way Mr. Devan is here, behind me and sleeping with me.

Because the focus to see who was behind me did not see who was in front of me which turned out to be Ara who was also sleeping.

Astaghfirullah, we slept three in the same bed.

But I still can't believe I must be dreaming or maybe I'm hallucinating with Mr. Devan. Because it is very unlikely that Mr. Devan will be in this house.

There's no way Mr. Devan will find me this fast, right? Given the unlikely place Mr. Devan will go so it is very unlikely.

I opened my eyes again and still what I saw Mr. Devan still remains in place and looks so sleepy.

"Akk!" I shouted so loudly.

I was also immediately aghast even if I could want to jump to go down but could not because my body was squeezed by Mr. Devan as well as Ara. I was in the middle of both of them.

"What the hell, Nay. I just got some sleep but you're building me up" protested Mr. Devan.

"Sleep again why the hell, and just be quiet don't be noisy. I'm sleepy, because you left I never slept and now I can just sleep" he said again.

His eyes were still faithfully closed and his hands were still on top of my stomach.

I who was aghast but not completely, still half and made both elbows to hold my body that wanted to avoid him.

"Pa_pak Devan why are you here!" my many. Obviously I know because he wanted to bring me back to him but still I asked.

"Well what else, now I sleep with you and will bring my children and the mother of my children back home. Where I might let you guys get stuck here. The place is not comfortable at all" he lamented.

Not comfortable at all but she can sleep well? Very amusing.

Means comfortably where his palace-like house is and also the house that he might consider this very bad. He even said it was uncomfortable.

"Here the mattress is also narrow, for the three of them just crammed like this even continue to sway like this if we move, how about until we are swaying on it, can collapse this bed," he said that back.

Krek...

"That will sway, it will not be strong if we deliberately sway on it," he added again after he moved his body which automatically makes this bed also move and sound.

Oh God, there are people like this. Either he mes*m or again want to be ignorant?

Not willing to answer but I decided to really move away from him, there was no way I would continue to be in his arms like this.

Bruck...

"Where are you going, don't expect you to go before I let you."

Back I collapsed when Mr. Devan's hand pulled me and now made me return to my original position in front of him and his hand hugged me again.

"Sir, pelin! I want to go!" I revolted many times as the hand moved to release his hand from the top of my stomach but it felt like there was no power.

Maybe the strength I have not got because from morning I have not eaten anything, also my sadness also makes my strength disappear just like that even now.

"Don't move, Ara will wake up. I had a hard time persuading her to sleep but you wanted to wake her up. Be quiet! If not for me at least for Ara, she's also very tired from school" he said.

Why should Ara be an excuse?

"I want to wake up, sir. I'm hungry," I said to make excuses. But it's true, I'm very hungry.

Usually I can resist not eating when sad but why not for now? I was really hungry and wanted to eat something.

"Later first. I still want to sleep like this" Mr. Devan's eyes closed.

Hadeuh, so stubborn is this guy.

"But, Sir. I'm so hungry. Or do I just eat dad?!" my threat.

"Imagine, it shouldn't be you who ate me but you who I ate. Shut up or I'll eat next to your own son. Once you move again you'll wake the sleeping lion down there, Nay."

Now the threat is really scary. It instantly makes me speechless if it should lead to that goal.

Just let one mistake happen and not again. I don't want adultery to happen again.

What's! How did he know I ate instant noodles last night?

My kid? Does Mr Devan know about my pregnancy?

"All your things I've packed again, after eating we'll go back to my house. And after that we'll get married."

"No," I refused quickly.

"No! You don't think about our child you're carrying?"

I gasped and quickly saw it. My eyes were wide and Mr. Devan's eyes were open again and there was a tinge of annoyance.

I turned back on my face because I didn't want to linger looking at his face.

"He's my son, not your son." I said cynically.

"How could he be your only son, he's also my son. One of the main ingredients I donated."

"Well, you forgot how I donated it? Or should I remind you again how that time was?" Its effects.

Astaghfirullah, it is unexpected that it turns out Mr. Devan is like this. He has a mes* brain that overdosed.

"I'm okay anyway. I'm always ready if you want me to remind you again."

"Mua mua mua..."

"Ihh! What the hell! Can't go far!" I made Devan's head to get away from my face.

I was so horrified to see her lips that kept that muzzle. His face was handsome but if his mouth was like that it looked terrible.

"Say forgot, I remind you that, Nay," he said so lightly.

"Sir!" yell me.

"Mother don't be noisy, Ara is still sleepy," protested Ara who is now reversing and changing position by turning back to me.

"No, I told you ngeyel anyway" he said.

"Five minutes are up because you're noisy and now it's ten minutes. Shut up or twenty minutes, "more affirm now.

Why did it feel like I was so comfortable and so reluctant to resist and rebel again?

Am I really going to keep quiet and leave this position?

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As he said, Mr. Devan won't let me touch anything in the kitchen. I was just asked to sit down while he worked with all my kitchen utensils.

The originally neat kitchen had now turned into like a broken ship, all messy and out of place.

Pans, pans, centongs and everything has been scattered everywhere. Not only that, but all the food ingredients are also scattered.

Is this cooking or throwing everything away?

My eyes were also staring at the slices with three packs of instant noodles that were already loosened inside the trash can. Mr. Devan threw it away.

Want me to laugh but not until, see Mr. Devan who wears an apron with a picture of hello kitty with constantly confused swinging a knife to cut all vegetables.

Not only that, but the eyes of Mr. Devan who is also focused on looking at the phone in front of him and playing cooking videos.

So you want to cook yourself and not let me touch anything it turns out to be him? Cannot cook.

I thought he was an expert because he spoke so convincingly but it turned out... My God, my kitchen is no longer beautiful to look at.

"Mother, Ara laper."

I also Mr. Devan turned simultaneously towards Ara who had just woken up from her sleep.

"Awhile, dear. Dad again masakin special food for you and also mother," Mr. Devan who first replied.

I'm not sure about this effort.

"Well! Dad, I'm cooking or cooking your kitchen!"

Ara looked at the state of the kitchen which was really very messy. Ara to the point of not blinking saw him and stepped in carefully to be sure.

"Yes cook dong, dear Ara. You sit down first yes mother, wait dad finished cooking. Okay," Mr. Devan smiled confidently.

Ara came up to me, she stood next to me and whispered.

"Mother, are you sure you can cook? It could even light a stove Ara couldn't believe." whispered Ara.

I want to get out of the way to hear this whisper from Ara, it's funny.

Not only Ara, even I've been very worried from earlier. Afraid that later it will not succeed in cooking but instead managed to burn this house.

"We'll see if there's anything we can do to run, okay" a crazy idea came to my head.

I was so upset with him that even smiling couldn't seem to be possible, but now? Seeing this behavior really made my stomach growled because it held back laughter.

Anyway, how could a guy like Mr. Devan be able to wrestle perfectly and make good food in the kitchen, this is not the realm he is very unlikely to succeed.

But his efforts deserve appreciation. Maybe later it can succeed even if the results are not in accordance with expectations.

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Seriate....