Sharing Love: The Unattainable Husband
Chapter 48: Widow of bucin

"It was true that Mr. Devan was saying that this is not the right time to talk about it" Sena replied.

Devan knew Sena's answer was a rejection. He has felt that feeling since. Devan understands, this is too soon even just a few months ago they divorced from their respective partners. 

"But I make sure the answer is yes" Sena continued to make Devan frown. 

"Yes for what?"

Sena's cheeks flushed at the question from Devan. Devan continues to investigate seeing Sena who misbehaved. Sena's eyes seemed embarrassed to explain it but with a little courage made no other choice. 

"She wants to be in a relationship with you" Sena replied. 

Devan's smile expanded, he continued to stare fixedly at Sena's face that was getting red. This was the first time Sena had said such a thing. 

"Working a relationship in what way? Want to marry me?" devan asked reassuringly.

Devan's heart was beating fast, he had not felt this for a long time. It felt as if Devan was heading into his teens again who had just expressed his feelings. Sena shook her head making Devan's heart seem to stop, is this a sign of rejection? 

"If you don't get married first, I still need time but if you're in a relationship like a lover I want to." 

Devan is happy, Sena has given him the green light. Is this a sign that they are dating like ABG? Devan's back being young again, dating? This is their first time dating. Devan at the age of 36 years, widower son one while Sena 28 years, young widow is fresh. 

"So we're dating now?" ask Devan.

Sena nodded. "It looks like a child but may not be called just a friend." 

Devan is so happy, Sena has become her lover and one step away they can of course get married. His hand took a necklace that he had given to Sena but the woman had rejected it. Devan showed me the necklace, Sena nodded. Not much to say, Devan immediately put the necklace on Sena's neck. 

"You are my first girlfriend and will be my last wife someday" Devan said. 

"But I can't be sure when to get married."

"I'll wait until you're ready. We just live like running water, and there's Regan and Winda around us."

Sena looked at the beautiful necklace that was already hanging on her neck. It is undeniable that he is very happy even though he is actually in a sad atmosphere. Is Sena brazenly happy among others who are grieving? Never mind, he just wants to be happy for a little while. Sena decided to go into the house, he did not feel good Bram because there was no one to clean the glasses and some dishes containing food. Guests continued to arrive and Sena immediately took a used glass from the person who had returned from earlier and soon will also be done a joint prayer for the late Intan. 

Sena washes the glass and at the same time Regan came again, she saw the necklace worn by Sena when she was not wearing a necklace. Regan opens the refrigerator, he takes the papaya and tries to cut it, the way to cut Regan is very wrong to make Sena so uncomfortable.

"Let me cut it!" 

Regan just looked at the way Sena cut.

"You don't like papaya" Sena said.

"It's for Maya, she wants to eat papaya" Regan replied. 

Sena smiled faintly, they are a fitting and worthy couple to reunite with. 

"Well, I've..." Sena gave a plate of papaya to Regan who had been cut into pieces. 

Sena quickly leaves him but Regan's words stop her steps. 

"I proved you'd regret it" said Regan.

Sena looked towards Regan and then her lips turned thin. "You'll be sorry." After that Sena leaves Regan from the kitchen and helps Bram to roll out the mat. Bram looked at Sena who had helped a lot, without Sena Bram must be very troubled. 

"Sena, stay here tonight" Bram pinta.

"Sorry, Pah. I can't. Tomorrow I have to work too" replied Sena. 

Bram took several hundred thousand bills for Sena. "This is for you, save it!" 

Sena politely refused. "Give it to Maya, Pah! She has no husband and no job."

On the other side. 

Devan was still in the car, he changed the name of Sena's contact to "Daughter". Impressed more the widower man but this is the first time he did a courtship like a young man in general. The 36-year-old man never felt his name dating, he immediately married Winda even though the woman was a widow. 

Anjas comes into the car, he sees the boss smiling to himself while staring at the phone screen.

"Sir Devan, are we going to go home or join the tahlil?" ask Anjas.

"We're here until my Sena comes home" replied Devan, who was still staring at his phone screen.

My pen? inner Anjas wonder.

Anjas shook his head, widower bucin if it is falling indeed no one can rival it.

Devan quickly got out of the car, he pounded when he would meet Sena again. Unlike usual, this time it was great.

If Sena is my soul mate then open her eyes to marry me.

***

At kost...

Sena heard the knocking on her bedroom door. He opened his eyes and made the door. He thought Anjas was Devan, who picked him up in front of the hostel room with a red rose.

"Morning..."

"Ah, Mr Devan? Just a minute! I haven't had a shower."

"Wouldn't want to be accepted first?" ask Devan.

Sena gave a small smile, she picked up the flower and immediately closed the door. It's heartbreaking for a neighbor if she brings in a man who's not her husband.

Sena's smile continued to expand, she carried the flower on the bed.

"From Mas's girlfriend" Sena muttered.

15 Minutes later.

Sena had already taken a shower and was wearing her formal clothes. His hair is tied high up so that it shows the impression of a graceful secretary. Sena quickly came out, she looked at Devan still faithfully standing at the door.

"Loh, Mr. Devan can wait in the car," said Sena.

"I don't want my girlfriend to walk alone to the car" Devan replied.

Devan quickly took Sena closely, this was the first time they headed to the office with dating status but Sena did not want to declare first, wait for a very appropriate time.

10 Minutes ago.

"Sneakers, clean broom! It's got rocks too, I don't want my girlfriend to stumble while walking," Devan's pinta left the rest of the hostel in wonder.

"Sir Devan is weird! It's already clean" Anjas replied as he swept away using a broomstick.

"That's near the broom fence too. Lots of pebbles."

Anjas let out a long breath. "Well, the name is also the terrace is still land there must be gravel. Mr. Devan just tell the owner to cement the yard."

"Oh right too, give them money! Tell me to cement all this."

Jiaowah... Widow if bucin overdo ABG. Inner Anjas.