Revenge Target
Very Interesting

The night is getting late, but Devan has not felt his drowsiness.

During this time he did have trouble sleeping early, usually he will fall asleep after the early hours of the morning.

The wine glass was in his right hand, while his eyes were fixed on the wall with many photos attached.

Devan smiled as he sipped his drink slowly.

"Ah, this is so much fun," he murmured softly.

"In a moment, you will feel the bitterness I have been feeling all along!" An arrow shot back and hit the same photo.

"We'll see to what extent you'll hold on to that tough attitude of yours."

Devan sipped his drink up the toilet.

Then walking arrogantly to his desk, his work had piled up and needed his attention at night.

Piled up work, projects to check, trips out of town and abroad, it was a pleasure he loved.

Work and work, is a habit that is ingrained even has become a hobby for men who soon even 34 years old.

Treasure and throne were the first ambitions he had achieved.

With abundant treasures he could easily get what he wanted, just a snap of a finger then everything would immediately be before him in a short time.

It was late at night, but Devan had not yet moved out of his study. The room is very forbidden to touch, including by Gendis herself.

Sneering again adorned his handsome face, under the dim lights of the room Devan again scratched the information that will smooth the way to achieve his goal.

"Is that how they are? Enigmatic once," he murmured with several times a slug on his head.

"It's great to add a little spice!" Devan pressed his laptop keyboard very lightly.

Then rise from his seat when he saw the clock that has shown the number 02.20.

Passed away from the room that he used to make a place for mediocrity, so that nothing could disturb him.

On the way to his room, Devan accidentally saw the silhouette of someone walking towards the kitchen.

"Oma?" muttered Devan as he stepped through the child after the stairs that would take him downstairs.

Upon arriving in the kitchen, Devan sees Oma Gendis brewing tea.

"Oma?" greet Devan.

Oma Gendis turned her body. "Dev hasn't slept?" tanyanya while observing the appearance of Devan who was still wearing the clothes that were used this afternoon to meet the family of Doni Subagja.

"I just finished checking the report, Ma," Devan replied.

"It's late, Dev. Not good for health." Gendis advised her granddaughter.

"Yes, Oma."

Devan and Oma Gendis leave the kitchen with Devan embracing the shoulder of the oma who is carrying a teacup in her hand.

"Why do you wake up at this hour?" devan asked as he arrived in front of his Oma room.

"Oma had a little trouble sleeping, after contacting Davin to inform you that you will get married in two weeks. Oma also told Davin to come home soon" explained Oma Gendis at length.

"It's late, Oma. Oma should call him tomorrow."

"Oma can't wait, Dev," Oma Gendis replied with a smile.

"Well, what can I do?" Devan opens the door to his beloved Oma's room. "Go to bed, don't forget Sunday, schedule Oma control to the hospital."

"Oma know!"

Devan shrugged both of his shoulders. "I'm just reminding."

"Oma's not senile, Dev!"

"Basic!" Oma Gendis closed the door of her room, leaving Devan who had returned to her feet with a ruckus on her lips.

Like normal boys in general, Devan often spoiled to Oma Gendis. Because it's only to the old woman that Devan can show his true attitude.

Devan again set his foot to the top floor where his room was. Devan had normalized his facial expression, no more facial features that had just been displayed to Gendis. There was only a cold face with sharp eyes, as sharp as an eagle that was ready to pounce on prey in front of him.

Life is full of ambition with dominating emotions, making Devan rarely show his sweet smile in front of others. Including his own brother, Davin.

Devan who educated Davin so hard, that's why his youngest brother chose to settle abroad after finishing with his education.

Devan does not mind it, because Davin will later take control of his father's legacy company which is now taken care of by his uncle, the younger brother of his father.

***

The next day, Devan with all his activities took a visit to the Coffee Shop where Bia worked.

The kasak kusuk began to sound when Devan first entered the Coffee Shop area and Devan did not care one bit about it all.

Who does not know the figure of Devan Addison, heir to a giant company with a million achievements and achievements that have been achieved in his youth.

The thing that amazes everyone there is for what a Devan who is famous for his luxurious figure, a visit to a small coffee shop like W-Coffee it. Especially with several bodyguards who participated in escorting the arrival of the young Billionaire.

Devan immediately approached the barista on duty, who was none other than Bia herself. The woman who is less than two weeks away will soon be his wife.

"Can we talk?" devan said without a stale base.

Bia who was making leaves on the coffee just turned to the source of the sound.

"In a moment," replied Bia who returned to focus on her work.

"Ck!" Devan clucked resentfully at Bia who had already boldly made him wait.

'How dare he!'

Not long after, Bia handed over his work to his coworkers who will deliver orders to the customer desk.

And now the two different types of people have been sitting in Devan's luxury car again. It seems like a man who is so charming in his formal suit does not like to talk in the crowd, therefore choosing a car as a place that he considers safe.

"Tomorrow we fittings clothes," said Devan coldly.

"Yes, I'm off tomorrow" Bia replied.

"I know!"

Bia frowned at the sentence Devan had just said, 'Where does he know?"

Bia forgets who Devan is who can easily get information, let alone a small thing like this.

"Tomorrow someone will pick you up at home" Devan said.

Bia nodded her head, sign agreeing. Refuse what can he do?

"You can go down" said Devan flatly, without looking at the woman who was now staring at him with a look of surprise.

Bia immediately realized, then began to open the door of the luxury car.

Devan noticed the young woman with her simple appearance, a short-sleeved white t-shirt, combined with salty-eye jeans and slightly shabby shoes wrapped around her tiny legs.

"Does he look like that every day?" devan asked with eyes that had not cut off contact with Bia's back which began to move away from his sight.

"That's because what Miss Bia has will definitely be snatched away by her sister" replied Kean who was sitting behind the wheel.

Devan frowned, with a slanted smile on his lips.

"Very interesting."

Seriate…