SUDDEN MARRIAGE CONTRACT (Sudden Marriage Contract)
Introducing Capabilities

Ck! It's so nice that this guy sleeps on his soft bed! What a cold man with no feelings! It is only fitting, even though he is 28 years old but he is still alone and unmarried. Even though he is handsome, the son of a wealthy businessman is twisted, but normal women will definitely think many times to be his partner. Or indeed the anus he can not wake up like a man in general if near women. But just the opposite? Ck ck ck...! This world is crazy!

Devana could only look at Georgino's sleeping face with her body sideways. It looks so good.

Devana just took one pillow, then stepped towards the sofa not far from the bed.

"I have to sleep! I'm gonna have to get up early tomorrow, Grandma's gonna teach me how to make a good breakfast!" mumbling slowly.

Devana thrusts her body onto the sofa that fits her size.

His eyes began to sleepy, as his little heart offered a sleep prayer, slowly his consciousness began to fade and... Devana's asleep.

Ck ck ck...! You stubborn woman! You finally entered this room! You think you're gonna be able to get away from me and put on a shitty face to get what you want? Devana, I won't lose to any woman. Moreover, you, who was only my hired wife for six months only. As per the agreement, and if your performance is good, then I will transfer one hundred million rupiah into a savings account in your name!

Apparently Georgino only pretended to sleep after hearing grendel's door opened someone's room. And that must be Devana.

He accidentally did not lock the door to his room after Deva came out. Worried that Grandpa or Grandma suddenly visited Ericko's room, it would automatically wake Deva who slept there.

Gege's guess is right. Grandpa Grandma must have gone to Ericko's room. So that women who like ngeyel now enter his bedroom again even though they do not sleep in bed.

..............

Early in the morning, Devana woke up. He was used to waking up before dawn in the mosque.

He rushed to take a morning shower. Especially in the bathroom Gege available heating device whose crew just rotated without having to go to the kitchen and attack water.

Very invigorating.

Deva peeked at Ericko for a second. He was happy, his son looked comfortable living in his big room with bi Fani. Ericko was still asleep, while bi Fani was fulfilling her five-time obligation.

Deva remembered Grandma Widia's message last night. He then exited Ericko's room, then went down to the dirty kitchen on the first floor.

Actually Deva more want to take care of his son only wayangnya. Waiting for Ericko to wake up from his deep sleep. Then feed after that bathe the son as in the days past.

But.., now he must be able to adjust. He is here doing his job.

.....

Some workers seem to be busy. Some were glazing, sweeping the floor, mopping, and there were some people also busy working outdoors.

"Good morning Young Madam!"

Deva felt her ears ache at the call of the Young Madam from the household assistants.

But how else. That's the rule. He just nodded and smiled, insecurely at himself who was just a woman from the common people.

Her face froze in light of the scathing words of Lady Lalita Velicia, her Mama Chandra.

"Wood spoon is still a wooden spoon! It would not turn into gold despite living in a luxurious palace. Even if it is painted in gold, it is still wood. It won't turn into gold until now!"

Right, Madam. Wood is wood. Even though it was painted in gold ink, it was still wood. Like I am. But even if I was just a wooden spoon. But my function is much better than a golden spoon that can not stand the heat. That's my. I am now a Young Mistress in a palace that is even bigger than your small palace. I could be more appreciated in this mansion than when I was still living in your house. I am that wooden spoon, madam!

Devana could only be pensively pensive on the balcony of the main pavilion terrace that was tens of meters wide.

"Good morning, my beautiful grandson!"

"August, Grandma! How's Grandma doing this morning?"

"Good, Honey! Why don't you knock on Grandma's door when Deva wakes up first? We can pray even though!"

Deva blushed. He just said he didn't want to disturb my grandmother's sleep.

"Today, we make breakfast for Gege!" widia said with a voice of spirit.

"Hehehe... Okay!"

"O yeah, Ericko's up, honey?"

"If Gege?" widia's goda on devana.

This time Devana just looked down with a dikulum smile. Didn't answer Widia's question.

It turns out that there are a pair of eyes that watch over Grandma's sweet interaction with Devana.

"What do we do for breakfast, Grandma? What does Gege like for breakfast?" asked Devana softly.

"To be honest, Grandma also didn't know what breakfast Gege liked! Hehehe..., sorry! Grandma can't cook either. Grandma lied last night, to get Deva back to Gege's room!"

Deva laughed a little. He could only look at Widia's face, which still looked beautiful despite her age of 70 years.

"Grandmother! Hehe..."

"Gege came to this house when he was about ten years old. She's sweet, kind, submissive and reserved. Gege always eats whatever is served. Unlike Dem and Surya which is an installment from a baby. Because both of Grandma's grandkids since infancy have been living here!"

"Grandmother! So according to Grandma Dem this is installment?"

"Oalaaa.. There are people being talked about! Hihah... Sorry Demian!"

Demian who had just eavesdropped on Grandma's casual chat with Devana immediately joined in approaching the two.

"Morning Grandma's in the kitchen! What do? Let the chefs prepare breakfast as usual!"

"Huss, there! This is the secret of married women! There, there! You there, Dem! Don't bother Grandma with Deva!"

"Hm...! Ask dong first, Grandma! Deva likes to go down to the kitchen, right? Let's not say he's a noni who doesn't know the kitchen business let alone the spices! Hehe..."

"Damn! Already messed up plus now even underestimate Grandma's beautiful granddaughter's wife! There, Dem..sana!"

Widia hit the grandson's arm slowly. He tried to rebuke Demian with his wheelchair.

"Sorry Nek, Deva. But each woman has her own advantages. Some like to cook, some like to make cakes, some like to sew. That's Demian, Grandma!"

"Oh so anyway! Yes too, huh? Deva what's her hobby?"

Now Deva is the center of attention of Grandma and Demian.

"But don't laugh?"

"Masa' laughed at? Whahuh? Deva likes what?"

"Actually, Deva likes to cook. But. it's just because you're used to being a teenager, help Mommy matters. Hehehe...!"

"Well?! Fits khan same feeling Grandma! Grandma really wants to eat Deva's cooking this time. Can you?"

Deva's face flushed. His cheeks heated up in embarrassment as he revealed his habit from adolescence.

"Deva can't cook, Grandma! Just stir-fry the cuisine of the villagers. That was because of force, Devana's sister a lot. So, taste and quality matters... Deva doesn't understand at all, Grandma!"

"Please... Grandma wants Deva's breakfast this morning! Can you?"

"Alright! But if Deva's cooking isn't good, don't eat Nek?"

"Hehehe...! Okay Deva, honey!"

"Deva wants to make turmeric fried rice. That's Dev's sister's favorite breakfast at the orphanage!"

Deva's eyes glared. She instantly remembered her younger siblings and her past life at Anne's mother's foundation.

"An Orphanage? This deva means a donor at the foundation huh? Good boy. It's great! Diligent and loves social work! Gege was really lucky to get Dev!"

Shame on Dev. He was eager to rectify Widia's praise by saying that he was also an orphan in the orphanage foundation.

He was born without knowing who his Father's Mother was, until now he was 22 years old.

Fortunately Anne's mother, a single woman who until now was not married to care for and take care of it. So Deva grew up with the abundant affection of a kind foster mother named Anne's mother.

💌TO BE CONTINUE