Revenge Target
Long Waiting

Bia looked at Devan who was also looking at him, for a moment their eyes clashed with each other, trying to dive into each other's thoughts through eyeballs that met each other.

Bia snorted while turning her face away, what a man who would become her husband is very arrogant. Bia is not a foolish woman, who cannot tell which angel is a demon.

The man with his dictatorial attitude, Bia began to prepare with all the possibilities that would happen.

'Tough enough for a woman's size, it looks like it's going to be a really fun toy.' Devan grinned when he heard Bia clucking.

"So what do you want?" bia asked without wanting to look towards Devan again.

'I love this, it will be so much fun!'

"Just do your job as a wife, follow all the rules I make and know the limits." Devan paused his sentence, to find out the change in expression from Bia.

"That's it?" bia asked, covering her surprise, really getting married is not on Bia's current life list.

"No."

Bia looked back at Devan who was still showing his grin.

'Why did he turn creepy!' Bia slightly gulped his saliva violently when he saw Devan with a grin that felt very terrible.

Devan begins to realize his opponent is starting to feel intimidated and that makes him very happy.

'This is not how much miss.'

"La-lu?" bia asked a little stammered as Devan's grin grew wider and more sinister.

"Born the descendants and heirs of my business empire!" devan said firmly, sounding full of emphasis and sounding so cold in Bia's ears.

Bia felt his saliva like a big piece of rock, it was hard for him to swallow. Bia unconsciously showed her weak side.

Seeing Bia who is starting to show his weakness, Devan is getting happier.

'This is just the beginning, baby, ' Devan's inner self with one corner of his lips raised upwards.

"Don't joke." Bia is trying to control herself.

"I'm serious" Devan replied.

Bia was a little hesitant to reply to Devan's words just now.

"I've poured huge amounts of money into your father's company" Devan said. "Not only does your father survive bankruptcy, but all employees there can still work to meet the needs of his life. I only ask for the birth of a child for me, isn't that normal for every woman?"

Devan leaned in, whispering a long sentence beside Bia's ear. It made Bia feel even more intimidated and her defense started to falter a little.

"Dev!" bia lirih.

"Yes? What do you want to say?" Devan tries to tease Bia, whispering again beside Bia's ear.

"En-"

"Your voice sounds sexy and exciting, especially when you call me in a hoarse voice." Devan immediately cut out the sentence that would come out of Bia's mouth.

Bia increasingly felt his safety threatened, let alone his heart racing so fast and irregular.

"Nothing else will we discuss?" ask Bia in a hurry.

Devan distanced his body and returned to his original position.

"It's over!" reply flat.

"Can we go back?"

"Sure," Devan replied as he reached into his pants pocket, taking his cell phone that was there. "Write your cell phone number there." Devan's orders are absolute.

With a quick movement Bia picked up a smart phone that he knew as the latest output item.

Bia quickly wrote down her number on Devan's phone. Being near Devan is not very good, how is Bia a normal woman. He was eager to get out of such an unfortunate situation for her.

"Wait!" Devan grabbed Bia's wrist as the woman in a white dress and partially tied hair was about to get off her luxury car.

"Why?" bia asked astonished at once trying to escape from Devan's check.

Devan was still staring at the rearview mirror of his car, then shook his head as his vision was clear on the object behind him.

"No," Devan replied opening the door for him to come out.

***

Devan with Gendis resigned from the residence of Doni Subagja.

"I went to the room first" said Bia to her parents and sister.

The three people just nodded their heads, without any intention of chiming in Bia's words.

Bia immediately locked her room, her habit every night was always so to avoid her sister and mother.

Bia went to her dresser, got her body there.

Staring at the reflection of his face that was this afternoon, Lisa forced him to preen a little to welcome an important guest who had saved her family company from bankruptcy.

One grain of clear liquid slid smoothly past his cheeks. Bia was just trying to toughen up by being flat and trying to hide how fragile she was in front of everyone.

"Can't I go in the direction I want to go?" bia asked in between her sobs, with a shabby frame that she hugged tightly on her chest.

"Should I give up?" bia asked again, staring at the reflection of her face that looked so red in her makeup mirror.

Bia did not want to be pitied, as much as possible Bia swallowed all the bitterness and pain she had been feeling all along. Even to his two best friends, Bia is not open one hundred percent.

***

"Devs?" Oma Gendis touched Devan's hand above her knee.

Devan had no voice, his net was staring at the night streets of the capital which was still very crowded.

"Yes?"

"Is there something in your mind?" asked Oma Gendis who was aware of the change of her eldest granddaughter.

"Many," replied Devan with a heavy-sounding breath.

Oma Gendis also exhaled, her mind was the same. It feels like something is stuck, especially with Devan's desire to get married that seems very sudden, on the grounds of a business wedding.

Though all this time his granddaughter is very anti to a bond, let alone marriage.

Oma Gendis did not understand what Devan was planning all along, her grandson turned mysterious ever since.

"How do you think Bia is, Dev?"

"I don't know," Devan replied briefly.

"So you married Bia right on business?" ask Oma Gendis again, probing.

Devan raised both eyebrows instead of answering his Oma question.

"Dev, marriage is a sacred bond."

"I know," she replied quickly.

"Oma hope you're not playing around with the wedding, Dev."

Playfully?

Devan again breathed heavily, there was no intention at all for him to play with the name of a bond, let alone marriage. So all this time Devan always avoids it.

But for now, Devan can't dodge anymore. He had waited long enough for this time to come.

18 Years is not a short time.

Devan spent half of his life just waiting for this moment to arrive.

Sacrificing his youth to learn strategies, Devan is even willing to spend his teenage years with a pile of books that are very useful in the present.

Their missions one after another have already been realized. Become a successful, great, powerful, feared and respected person.

Now the big mission.

The great mission that is just about to begin.

"Dev, can't you forget about it?"

Devan looked at Oma Gendis with a fierce and sharp gaze. "That's impossible, Oma!"

Seriate… 

Holaaaa, still quiet, continued???