Sharing Love: Mistress (Storage Woman)
M54: D-EV-DEV-D-EV
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M54 🥀 : D-EV-DEV-D-EV
“How does it feel?”
The handsome man who was chewing on a soft tart with a legit flavor that fits the mouth was still silent. Trying to soak up the delicious taste that is pampering the tongue.
“As in Osaka,” the answer is clear.
“Jawab is correct, Dean!” ketus interlocutor, slap.
The handsome man wearing casual clothes smiled widely after swallowing all the delicious flavors created within his mouth. “Really, it tastes like the cheese tart we once ate in Osaka.”
“You overestimated.”
“But it feels the same.” The beautiful man was clamored with his answer. Once again, she feeds a small piece of cheese tart into the mouth.
Speaking of cheese tart, then the country of sakura is indeed the country producing the best cheese tart in the world. Unlike cheese cake, cheese tart is made from tart dough filled with delicious cheese filling. In Osaka, there is a bakery shop that may be the pioneer of cheese tarts in the world. The name of the bakery shop is Pablo. So no wonder Pablo is always crowded with visitors. Even due to the high community response, Pablo opened its branches in several Asian countries, such as Indonesia and Singapore.
“You made a lot, Ev? if it's still there, I'll take it to the.” office
“There is still one. Want me to move it to tupperware?” bargain the beautiful woman who just moved pieces of egg tart and cheese cake onto the plate.
Enthusiastically, the handsome man nodded. He himself has spent almost ¼ parts of cheese tart presented in front of him. Now, he asked to be provided with the same food. He usually doesn't like sweet. However, Ev himself did make his cheese tart is not too sweet, in order to still be enjoyed by the man.
“Today I actually made a lot of tarts, same cake cookies. But, I have mostly given to mama Diana. Some of it I give to Dimi, Deesa, Dewita, same aunt Dessy. I don't think you like to eat cheese tarts, so I'm doing a little bit of it. If cheese cake, there is still one medium size.”
“I like whatever you make, Ev.”
“Really?”
“Yeah, I’am sure. Because you know my taste best.”
The beautiful woman who was wearing a simple salem-colored home dress was smiling widely at hearing that. “What is difficult about memorizing your taste buds, Dean?”
“Difficult, Ev. Sometimes aunty at home still likes to be wrong if I ask for coffee. Sometimes sweetness, sometimes bitterness. Different if you make.”
The owner of the name laughed when he heard it. “Aunt who doesn't know the trick. I, right, just make you instant coffee, so the dose is already right.”
“Seriously, Ev? all this time you gave me instant coffee?” shocked his interlocutor.
“But, lie,” error Ev while smiling. “I know aunt Dessy is always selective in choosing food for her son. Therefore, you also sometimes parno if given food isntan. Where might I dare give you instant food.”
“Yeah, that's how rich single children are treated.”
Hearing the sentence that had just been thrown by a Dean Wijaya clearly, Ev was certainly made to laugh at hearing it. All ages, Ev just found out if classmate Dean Wijaya can also be arrogant.
“Meanwhile I'm sure you'll be a couple for me. You know best about me, besides my mom.”
Ev responded to the joke with a smile on his lips. “Well, the cheese tart I've moved. You can enjoy it later,” said Ev, switching the conversation.
Dean nodded while smiling wryly. Understand if the topic of conversation he took again damaged the mood of the idol. Maybe Ev still needs time to consider his feelings.
“Ev, have you never thought to open bakery?” putting aside the disappointment that could whack, Dean chose to talk about other topics. It seemed to work, as the next split second the beautiful woman replied straightforwardly.
“Early, but I still hesitate to plunge into the world of bakery.”
“Why hesitate? You have skills in that field, Ev. what because you do not have a strategic location to open bakery?”
“It's not so, Dean. But...”
“In case of trouble, let me take care of it, Ev. Where do you want to open a bakery? How many employees do you need? What facilities do you want? You call it. I can directly process your needs right now.”
Ev sighed at the long, wide sentence that Dean had just said. The beautiful man is sometimes always over the action when it comes to something Ev suakai or Ev wants.
“I don't have the confidence to work there yet, Dean. That's why I don't want to start yet. I'm afraid I'm not consistent. Now, I want to focus on the divorce process.”
Dean nodded in response. “Ok. Later, if you want to open a bakery or open an art gallery, you can say the same to me. I will do my best for you.”
Ev nodded with a smile. “You always try your best for me, Dean. Thank you.”
“You have always made my wish come true, even if it is impossible. For example D’EV. Which High School boy is thinking of making a giant model agency just because of the desire of a naive girl.”
“Wijaya High School boy who likes to fulfill the wishes of naive girl whom he loves very much.”
Ev was silent to hear it. The beautiful woman's gaze was still fixed on her interlocutor. “Why am I loved this big, Dean?”
“Because it's you, Ev.”
“Why with me?” ask Ev, demanding an explanation. Now, the rotation of the ethnics is centered only on the honey-clear net owner.
“Because it's you, Evelyn. A naive girl who dares to sacrifice her free time to gain freedom. Instead of gaining freedom and happiness, the girl ended up getting caught up in a thing called the household ark.”
Dean moved, putting aside the cutlery he had been holding. As both of his hands were free from anything, he then grabbed one of Ev's palms. “The feelings I have are sincere to you. If the highest level of love is sincere, I am sincere if you ultimately belong to someone else. However, on a happy note, Ev. Happy, not just theatrical.”
“You think I've been unhappy all this time, Dean?” ask Ev in a small voice.
“Only you know the answer,” replied Dean plainly. “However, as a man who has observed you over a quarter of a century, I can be sure if you have never been truly happy.”
“Once?”
“Hm. You can lie to everyone, including yourself. But me, can you ever lie to me?”
‘I can, Dean. And the proof, I have managed to hide a big lie from you,’ Ev replied inside.
“You can probably lie, Ev. But not with your feelings.” Dean smiled faintly at the end of his sentence. As he tightened his grip, the handsome man returned. “For the future, I want to be part of a trust you can trust. I want to be part of a belief that you no longer need to doubt.”
“Dean.”
“I want you to give me a chance for that, Ev.”
“Dean.”
“Give me a chance to make it all happen. Me...”
“D-EV-DEV-D-EV.”
“What?” repeat Dean dazed. Ev had just cut his sentence with a sentence that made the handsome man spontaneously stop. “You just said what, Ev?”
“D-ev-dev-d-ev.”
“You remember?” the handsome man's gaze seemed to be filled with a twinkle of shock.
“Of course. It's our code of friendship. D-ev-dev-d-ev.” Ev answered lightly.
Dean could not help but smile at hearing that. “I think you've forgotten it.”
“Which I may have forgotten, Dean. You always remind me of that friendship code. In the D’EV lobby alone, there is an abstract painting that has the code D-ev-dev-d-ev in one corner.”
Dean seemed surprised to hear that. “You realized it?”
Ev smiled sweetly while nodding his head. “Of course. You overemphasized that code.”
Dean blinked his shoulders indifferently, pretending not to care. “I just want to remember that code. No more.”
“More is fine too, Dean. You are entitled,” said Ev unexpectedly. “Originally you know, you're too good for me, Dean. But, I am also thankful that God has been well the day to give me someone like you.”
After saying so, it ended with a sweet smile that was created with sincerity. Ev eroded the distance between them, then dropped a brief kiss on the right cheek of the man surnamed Wijaya.
“Thank you for the attention and struggle you've been giving all this time. I hope your feelings never change, even if later you know that I'm not as perfect as you see.”
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Sukabumi 29/03/22