Pelita Hati Bunda
Just for me

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It turned out that not only the event with me but also we did a photo with Ara who also wore a white dress in line with the dress I was wearing.

It feels very happy because Mr. Devan not only accepts me but he also receives Ara even very loving like loving his own biological child.

If it is true that this marriage must happen I hope that the love and affection for Ara never fade and will be like this even though she will have biological children later.

That's all I hope for now - there's no other hope than Ara's happiness. For the sake of my little angel I would do anything as long as she could be happy and I could always see a beautiful smile on her lips.

Not only with one dress and one place but we do photos using several clothes and also several places even though they remain around the house.

And lastly we wear clothes from Javanese customs that both wear batik cloth for subordinates and also complete with other accessories.

Ara looks very happy because she can be invited to participate in the prewedding photo event this time. But for me this is not like a prewedding photo, but a family photo, really right?

After the photo event was completed, Mr. Devan also prepared a lunch together and this is very luxurious to see from all the dishes that are very special and of course, Mr. Devan brought a famous chef to cook a meal this afternoon.

So many loyal servants serve the three of us even my hands are not at all busy moving to take it one by one until it reaches the plate that is in sight, all of that was the waiter who did.

My life has really changed 360° from before. From the beginning who was a nobody but now it is like a Queen who if she wants something to stay said then everything will be available in plain sight.

"Let's eat, you must be very hungry" Mr. Devan wrote smilingly looking at the two of us who were still fixated on this atmosphere.

Everything that is in sight is something luxurious certainly at a fantastic price not only KW goods as I usually use.

Is this really real? Or is it just a dream that will disappear when the eyes open?

"Why dream?" Mr. Devan let my daydreams.

"Here, let me take a bribe," his hand immediately moved to fetch food with a spoon from his own plate and prepared to go to my mouth.

"Come, akk!" his orders by hand continued to advance the spoon as well as the mouth of Mr. Devan who was gaping very wide leading me to quickly open my mouth.

"Let's mommy, so good!" Ara also provoked so that I would take a bribe from Mr. Devan's hand.

Is it true that something that I could not get from Mas Aditya will all be given by Mr Devan? Is he really not the same as Mas Aditya?

Slowly my mouth opened and slowly also Mr. Devan put a spoon into my mouth until finally all the food that was there managed to enter and the spoon came back out. Mr. Devan smiled with satisfaction afterwards.

"Does it Mother?" ask Ara.

I nodded slowly and also slowly started chewing. It wasn't over and I swallowed but Mr. Devan brought the full spoon back to me.

"Eat a lot, Nay. So that you can always be healthy," he said and again feed the spoon.

I smiled at Mr. Devan, his actions were always sweet with me as if he wanted to say and explain that he was not messing with everything he had said. He really wants to make me happy.

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According to the words of Mr. Devan earlier I actually slept in his room and was not allowed to go out again after night even just to see if Ara was asleep or not.

Mr. Devan entered with his hands carrying a tall glass containing white milk, he stepped towards where I had started to slowly lay down his bed.

"Don't sleep first Nay, milk is drunk first" he said.

I who was surprised because his arrival immediately returned to sit up straight and welcome the arrival of him who is now sitting in front of me at the side of the bed with his hands handed the glass.

How much Mr. Devan pampered me and treated me like a queen, the queen of his life. He appreciated me so much and kept trying to make me feel comfortable and not exhausted.

Mr. Devan continued to look as I began to slowly gulp down the milk he gave me.

"I'm sorry if it doesn't taste good, I actually asked to be taught by Neni but she was accompanying Ara to sleep so I made her just so just so just so you know."

It turns out that Mr. Devan is trying to continue to be able to meet all my needs, he is not at all ashamed to learn and learn new things that are actually completely inappropriate for him.

He always forbade my_ to do this but he himself did it for me, isn't this so reversed?

"From now on I won't let you do anything. I just want you to always be there for me and keep me company all the work even the smallest you can't hold."

He has prevented me from doing anything. If I can't do anything then what should I do?

"Can I make no food or drink at all for you?"

Quickly Mr. Devan shook his head, it seems that I really should not do anything for him.

"I made you my wife not for me to be a babu but a queen. So you just need to sit sweetly supporting me in any case and also..."

Mr. Devan grimaced before he continued his own words. And also what? Very suspicious.

"Also?" obviously I was very curious about the continuation of his words.

"Hehehe, too? You can be my servant but another servant. The waiter who will be my only sleep warmer, who obviously becomes the bed warmer every night" he said.

I'm guessing for sure this is what he'll say.

"Is that all my job? If it's just like that, wouldn't I just be like your n*fsu slave?"

I don't know where the term came from but it's clearly out of my mouth.

"No, if I only make you a ni*fsu slave then I don't need to marry your_. But I'm just gonna put you in your room, I'm not even gonna let you out of bed."

"But no! I have no intention of that. The woman has to start, whether the woman will be the mother of my children" she said.

His voice sounded a little rude than usual, maybe my question was too outrageous and made him angry but if you remember everything he said just now, wouldn't anyone think like that?

"Now go to sleep, and don't think no."

Mr. Devan immediately took the empty glass from my hand and immediately moved on without doing anything after.

He held the class on the table and then Mr. Devan laid his own body on the sofa.

I was still a little girl staring at what she was doing, especially now she's turning her back on me.

"Is he angry?" muttered.

"Sir, sir!" I called to just make sure but there was no validity at all from him.

Is Mr Devan really angry?

Five minutes, ten minutes, fifteen minutes to twenty minutes there was no movement at all from Mr. Devan, not even a sound I heard.

I got off the bed slowly picking up another blanket on the bed and intended to cover Mr. Devan.

"Sir, forgive Nay if Nay's words hurt you. But, Nay was just scared," I said.

There was absolutely no movement whatsoever from Mr. Devan and made me instantly envelop and rush to return the basket. But before that happened I was suddenly shocked when Mr. Devan's hand pulled me until I managed to sit on his lap.

"Sir!" yell me.

"Do you still doubt me?" he asked after our eyes met each other.

"Ti_no. Nay was just afraid that you'd leave me" I replied.

"No, never will."

I fell silent without saying anything but it was even in another sense by Mr. Devan.

"Why, do you want me to sleep in one bed with you? Do you want me to hug you?" his eyes were glaring mischievously.

"Ti_no," my dear.

"really? it seems your eyes didn't say that."

Mr. Devan smiled he also immediately stood up by lifting my body and started walking towards the bed.

"Sir, what do you want?"

"What else you want to hug my son."

Slowly he dropped me off and he also caught up. I haven't said anything she's hugged my stomach tightly.

"Dad's son, don't be naughty. This good sleep is already night," he said. Child's name but reality? Hem... Really is a person.

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