Revenge Target

Revenge Target
Dinner


"Bia?" greet the old woman who looks very beautiful with her evening dress. "Here why don't you say the same Oma?"


The old woman greeted Bia with her warm embrace in front of the dining table. The warm embrace that Bia missed from her family.


"Let's be a surprise," sambar Devan lazily, seeing the exaggerated response of his family.


"You guys are here together?" asked Davin, while Devan was having a conversation with a Caucasian woman who was none other than Davin's lover, Jazlyn. 


Bia nodded her head. Then surprised that Davin just pulled him into his arms, a welcome hug.


"How strong are you at his side?" sindir Devan who saw Davin hugging Bia.


"I love her, Brother," replied Jazlyn with a very thick English accent, now it's Bia's turn and the woman with blonde hair was hugging.


"I'm Jazlyn" he whispered. "Your sister-in-law's candidate." With a wiggle next to his eyes


"Biandra," Bia's extremely awkward reply mixed with delight at this situation.


'What by this am I well received in this family?'


"Here you go, let's have dinner first," Gendis cut off as her four grandchildren stood by. "We'll eat first."


Gendis sat at the end of the dining table. The dining table was long enough for six people, Bia sat beside Devan on the right side of Gendis while Davin and Jazlyn sat opposite them.


'Warm family, ' thought Bia.


The waiter at the house began serving dinner dishes to his masters on the table.


"Dev, you're getting married soon. You guys should be getting pinned down right now" Gendis said on the sidelines of the meal.


"It's modern times, Oma," Devan replied.


"Where can he be Oma, in pingit," Davin said.


Devan responded to his sister's innuendo by sipping water in his glass, in his haughty style.


Gendis shook her head when she saw the change in Devan, usually when she was insinuated by her sister Devan will reply fiercely.


'Is it possible that this is all because of this beautiful girl?' Gendis glanced at the calm Bia with her food. A smile was imprinted on his old lips.


The casual chatter continues over dinner, which is more dominated by insinuations and taunts from Davin. The young man felt victorious because his brother had only responded to him at a glance.


"Sister-in-law, I'm waiting for you in Miami."


Bia looked at Devan before nodding at the words of the man who was the sister of her future husband.


"So soon after Vin, your brother will soon be married."


"That must be Oma, I was deliberately waiting for him to not pamali."


Devan grunts again himself who is used as Davin's reason if asked about marriage problems. Devan knows Davin and Jazlyn are not ready if faced with the problem of marriage, the western country of Devan knows how and his sister has long lived with her lover.


"We'll be in Miami soon, attending your wedding."


Davin coughed as the water he sipped suddenly entered and came out again through his nose. More precisely Davin was shocked by the words Devan just now which for him was a blow to him.


"Be careful on the road, soon you'll be together. Be patient in a moment," Gendis' speech is able to make Bia blush red, while Devan still maintains his flat face, so cool that makes Davin nauseous with his brother's behavior.


Clearly, Davin saw the glare of Devan's sharp eyes as he gave Bia a welcome hug.


The three men drove Devan to drive Bia home to the front porch, until the car disappeared behind a towering black gate, then the three went back into the house.


"Oma'm sure this is a business wedding?" asked Davin when choosing to accompany his beloved old woman sitting down to enjoy her herbal tea in the living room, while her lover had already rested in the room.


"Oma doesn't know for sure, Vin, who sure Oma wishes their marriage was blessed."


Davin nodded in agreement, how would he like to see his brother who has been taking the role of brother and also parents for him happy and Davin hopes Devan's happiness is with Bia.


"Has Oma investigated Bia's origin?" ask Davin in a worried voice.


"Of course, Bia's a fine woman. Unlike most women who became your brother's bedmate," Gendis retorted as she recalled her grandson's bad habits. "Oma's sure there's a lot of surprises that your sister got from Bia."


Davin showed me the grin, the same grin as Devan's. It's just not so creepy because Davin's eyes are not too firm.


While on the way to the hotel, Devan gave her black suit to wear Bia.


"I'm not cold" said Bia misrespected.


"That's to cover the curves of your protruding body here and there!" reply Devan firmly, tends to be angry.


"Huh? Really true?" bia's eyes dropped to the front of her body.


'Doesn't seem like anything strange?'


"Yes, it looks like I chose the wrong dress for you. That's too tight."


'Well tight how? It's obviously still his space, Bia's inner again.


"Don't protest much use it," sambar Devan quickly.


Like a buffalo whipped his nose, Bia immediately obeyed Devan's request just now.


'What because of this from earlier his face turned violent and creepy.'


Devan cursed her stupidity in the heart, why until such a small thing so detailed in her mind and for what reason Devan had to be emotional when the dress that Bia wore printed clear curves of her body.


Bia chose to close her mouth tightly, dinner at Devan's house was very calculated nutrition made Bia sleepy from earlier.


'Is this what it feels like to live a rich man? Where is the driver driven by a luxury car with all the advanced facilities in it? Eating healthy foods with a nutritional content that is very calculated, is life with a lot of fun? So Amel is always looking for attention from dad?'


Bia poor girl who comes from a distinguished family. Her life is not like the story of Cinderella, where she was tortured and used as a maid by her mother and step-sister. Bia is still given freedom, no need to work like a maid in her parents' luxurious home. It's just that the same Bia is not considered to exist, his presence is just like a shame in his family.


His eyes suddenly felt hot. Bia turned her face out the window, looking at the many young people who were spending their nights hand in hand with their partner, something Bia had never felt before.


His life just revolves around there. Study, work part time and go home to eat and sleep.


Seriate…