Sharing Love: Mistress (Storage Woman)
M32: ANY FOR EV
M32 🥀 : ANYTHING FOR EV
His wife did not return. Under normal circumstances, which husband does not worry if the wife does not return until midnight. It was also felt by Darren when Ev—istriinya—t return. The battered-looking man was made to wait for hours in the living room. The maids did not dare to close their eyes, because their masters who refused to be treated did not rest.
Darren can finally escape the clutches of Dean's bodyguard after Damian arrives with his men. Although he managed to escape, still his beautiful face was decorated by bruises.
“Ev, where are you?”
Darren groaning softly. The pain all over his body was incomparable to his inflamed heart. Bodyguard Dean did have a chance to beat him—lewat action keroyokan—four people against one. Darren was unable to fight back as his body was scuttered by two people. Oath to God's name, Darren will avenge the humiliation he received today from a Dean Wijaya.
Body battered.
His pride was trampled.
His wife was taken.
Even up to this moment, the beautiful woman seemed to have forgotten her way home.
“Did you choose to spend the night at that unlucky guy*n place, Ev?”
Darren moved, approaching to Emilio who had earlier appeared to be scornful of him. “Does your mother no longer have any self-esteem? So he dared to spend the night in the place of a foreign man with the status of still my wife?”
Emilio—ikan arowana silver red super— seemed to stare at Darren from behind the aquarium for a moment. Before the stocky fish melengos, rotate the body then swim casually towards the corner of the aquarium another.
Darren clenched his hands tightly, until his fingers turned white. “Mother and child are the same.”
With no sign of his wife going home, Darren decides to move on. Leaving the living room area. After all, no matter how long he waited, it seemed like the woman would not appear. It is better that he immediately cools his head under a shower of cold water. As for the bruises he had, I don't know. Darren doesn't care. Intentions want the wife to treat.
The woman actually made her mood runyam.
For a moment, Darren forgot something in his memory.
He had forgotten the young lady who was far away there. The young lady who was being gnawed by curiosity was also a disappointment.
On the other hand, the source of the worry of a Darren Aryasatya Xander is getting an abundance of love that is immeasurable in value. A middle-aged woman who had been accompanying him, forbade the beautiful woman from going anywhere. He even asked her to stay at the mansion owned by the Wijaya family.
“Tante still wants to chat a lot with you. You're at home, aunt. How?”
The beautiful woman who got a tempting offer chose to put on a thin smile. “Later husband Ev nyariin, aunt. He's kinda ‘susah’ sleep if there's no Ev,” alibi.
“Darren is coming? Where's dia? Let your own aunt ask permission to take you.”
Ev smiled faintly while shaking his head. “Darren is not coming, aunt. He has a job that cannot be left behind.”
The middle-aged woman nodded in understanding. Beside him, a middle-aged man seemed to be smiling slightly towards Ev.
“Already, mah. Now, right, Ev is Darren's wife. Where could he possibly want to stay.”
“Iya, pa. But, I miss the same Ev. Last saw Ev at the reception, right? After that we moved to California.”
“Hm.”
Seeing the couple's interaction, Ev could only smile a little. The feeling is also uncomfortable, because it cannot fulfill the wishes of his best friend's parents. They—Darwis Wijawa & Dessy Wijawa—indeed already consider Ev like his own daughter. Previously they even dreamed of getting Ev as a daughter-in-law. However, who would have thought if William Atmarendra—kakek Ev— had already made a decision.
Destroying Dessy's dream of having a daughter-in-law like Ev.
“Tonight my partner Ev, Ma, Pa,” interrupted a voice accompanied by a possessive hug on Ev's waist, telling.
“Dean,” Lerai Ev, shy will Dervish and Dessy.
“Do not try to be a builder yes, De.” Dessy looked at the son sharply.
“Pembinor? What this?” confused Dean.
“Then you who live in Indonesia do not know the builder? My mom who lives outside knows tuh.”
“Please, Mom. This must be Deanny's heresy, huh?”
Dessy glared at the son's words. “You think Deanny knows which heresy from, if not from you?”
“Kok Dean?” confused about the name.
Ev who saw their interaction smiled faintly. The Wijaya family from the past has always been harmonious in a unique way. The warmth created among the members of the Vijaya family, always tempts Ev to join in.
“Don't most slang the same Deanny, mom. Later forget the age,” said Dean warning. Given the owner name—Deanny— has a tengil and absurd nature that is second to none.
Deanny is Dean's paternal cousin. The young girl has lived for several years with Darwis Wijawa and Dessy Wijawa who settled in California, because Deanny took studies at UCL or the University of California.
“Intinya, today Ev can not nginep. He has an appointment at my place,” Dean said.
Dessy stared at her son's late-goal. “Ev wife people, De. Want to stay at your place?”
Looking at Dessy's voice that seemed suspicious of Dean's remark, Ev raised his voice. “We just want to discuss—“
“Do not you want to invite Ev affair, yes?” guess Dessy all of a sudden.
Plaque!
“Aw, mom, sick,” protest Dean when his biceps hit.
“You are stupid or what? If you want something, don't take it the dirty way. Take it in a good way.”
Dean frowned hearing that. After saying so, Dessy turned to Ev.
“Ev dear, do not want to be invited who is not the same Dean for any reason. Even if it's in the name of love. Not that aunt doesn't want you guys together, but auntie wants you guys together if Ev already doesn't belong to another man.”
Those two long sentences were more than enough to make Ev understand. Rather than scolding the intention of the son who was originally just a place of temptation, Dessy Wijaya is more likely to attach importance to the honor of Ev. If indeed his son seriously wants to be with Ev, then wait for Ev to escape from the grip of Xander's descendants. That is if Ev can get away from it.
Dessy loves Ev that late. He did not want the honor of Ev in question let alone at stake just because persuaded the son who had fallen in love with him half-dead. Dessy fully agrees if they are together. It's just that if they're together the right way, not the wrong way. Because the woman did not want the relationship that had been built between the Wijaya family, Atmarendra and Xander ran aground because of romance between their children.
“What do you want to show, Dean?”
That question Ev asked when Dean took him into the man's unit
“Something.”
Ev frowned hearing it. Before the hour hand touched the number 11, Dean did take Ev away from the anniversary D’EV event. The man takes Ev to his apartment unit, because there's something he wants to show. Attentively, the handsome man led Ev into the living room. Sit her on a soft silver sofa, facing directly towards the balcony. Ev hasn't been to this place in a long time. Maybe three or four years ago the last time he visited. Not much has changed from the interior and the layout inside. However, that caught Ev's attention there.
“Wait a minute, I'll take.”
Ev nodded. After the owner of the house, the beautiful woman moved. Letting the suit that had earlier protected his shoulder from the night wind just loosened on the sofa. The first thing that caught Ev's attention was a neatly arranged row of photos on the wall near the television. All of the photos have only one object at all, even with different backgrounds.
All of those photos are Ev's. From childhood to adulthood. Everything about Ev is neatly stored in these portraits. Ev doesn't even know when the photo was taken.
“Hey, looking at what?”
Ev looked up, then spoke up. “Photo it…. Photos?”
Dean smiled faintly before answering. “Hm. That's an old portrait of you that I kept on the memory card. His memory card was lost, but nanny recovered it while unpacking my stuff from High School.When I tried to recover the data and files in it, only 60% data and files that can be saved.”
Ev should have known how happy Dean was when his nanny— - his nanny— babysitter - found the memory card in a pile of items from High School. he even struggled to recover the data and files in the memory card alone, all day long. Fortunately, some data and files can still be saved. Most of the data and files were portraits of Ev he secretly captured. From childhood to adulthood.
No longer willing to lose those memories, Dean then decided to print all of Ev's images so he could display them throughout the apartment. Let him be branded infatuated with Ev, after all. If the woman's body is not beside her, at least there are portraits of Ev that can accompany her.
“Why is your expression so? You don't like it?” dean asked as he had just finished an impromptu room tour for Ev.
The beautiful woman's expression could not be guessed by Dean knowing how much Dean's collection was. After all, Dean also plans to make this apartment an asset for Ev. As a form of his love.
“Dean.”
“Hm,” replied Dean doubtfully. Fear-fear Ev found it strange because it was so obsessed with him.
“Somehow do you like me?” Ev asked while turning his face away. Staring at Dean.
Dean stared at his interlocutor fixedly, without a word coming out of his mouth.
“Are you not tired, Dean? You have always fought for your feelings. While I..... until now have not been able to reply,” said Ev.
“That's my wish, Ev.” Dean finally opened his voice. “I fought for you all this time, because I believe you deserve to be fought for.”
After saying so, Dean grabbed the brown map that had been lying on the table. The reason why he brought Ev to this place.
“If you ask me am I tired? The answer is certain, yes. Therefore, now I am waiting for you to fight for your own freedom.”
That map Dean's open. It's him getting it all out. Left scattered on a table made of translucent glass.
“This is all evidence of your husband's rot. Now the decision is in your hands, Ev. You can shut up and choose to continue hurting yourself, or choose to use all of this to get rid of it.”
Ev did not answer. His eyes were fixed on dozens of photos, several sheets of folded paper, stamped documents also berparaf, up to two flash disks.
“All this is more than enough to make your husband feel the consequences of his actions.”
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