The Incomplete Love
Doubt

In a luxurious apartment, Stella and Devan are enjoying a romantic dinner. Stella entrusts Liam to her parents in order to spend time alone with Devan.

“Dev, don't you drink?”

Devan stared at the expensive red wine, his mind drifting at Qiara who always said that as a Muslim, it was mandatory to leave khamr or intoxicating drink.

“I, I drank sparkling water only, Stell,” replied while staring at Stella who was astonished.

“Waw, seven years apart and now you're much changed.” Stella walked up to Devan and sat on his lap. His hands were embracing Devan's sturdy neck.

“I miss you, Dev. I miss us together. We'll be happy with Liam.”

Stella brought her lips closer to Devan's ear and whispered.

“I wear more sexy lingerie than I wore back then.”

His hand directs Devan's hand to touch his twin assets.

Devan's eyes were covered in a fog of desire. His hands begin to play while Stella enjoys Devan's touches.

“Stella ..”

“I miss you, Dev.”

Still sitting on Devan's lap, Stella now faces the handsome face. Her lips began to kiss Devan's lips until the two interlocked in a hot kiss.

Stella's fingers started to open Devan's shirt when she felt the man's organs down there harden. Her lips wandered around kissing the sensitive areas Devan still remembered.

Devan's heart started beating faster. His breathing was hunting, his hands were already moving to take off one by one the clothes that covered the beautiful body of the woman before him.

Devan tries to throw away the thoughts of the past that are running around in his mind. Tease the napsu that began to cradle and arouse pleasure. His eyes were closed, permeating every touch and kiss between them.

Stella's clothes had already been removed from her body. Devan's shirt was thrown somewhere. When suddenly Devan stops his attack.

“Shit!”

Stella surprised. “Dev..”.

“Sorry, Stel, I can't,” Devan said as he shifted from Stella's body still sitting on her lap.

“What do you mean? You're standing up straight, honey. Close your eyes and enjoy what I'm about to do,” whispered Stella with a still hunting breath and a seductive smile.

“Stel, please, I .. I don’t want to do this.”

Devan got up and picked up his shirt and put it on.

Stella looked at him with anger and disappointment. Slightly humiliated.

“Why? Is it because of her? You don't drink wine, you refuse to make love? You love her that much, Dev? Come on ..! We have Liam who needs a whole parent.”

Devan seems to think.

“Qiara? I don’t know .. may be, but I really don’t know. I don't even know if he likes me or not. I’m sorry Stella, after all that happened, this is too fast for me. You betrayed our love, then left when I was at the lowest point of life, and now you want to waltz in and carry on with everything that has passed. I can't yet, sorry.”

“So, what are you saying? Liam needs us.”

“I just ask you to be patient, please. It takes time to return my feelings to you.”

“How about Liam?”

“I'm Liam's father forever. I will always love and take care of her.”

Stella walked up to Devan who was now neat.

“Our parents have been back and forth asking when we will get married again. You and I are a good couple. I have repeatedly apologized for my error, can't you forgive? For Liam, for our parents?”

Stela played her fingers again in the buttons of Devan's clothes. Her lips kissed her ex-husband's neck.

Suddenly Devan holds Stella's shoulder and then keeps the perfect body away.

“You didn't tell them the truth? Cause you went?”

“Of course not, Babe. They only knew you were mad that night until I left. I didn’t say anything.”

“Oh my god, Stella ..”

“We should get married, Dev, sooner or later. I will give in at this time, though I miss this.” her hand gently caresses Devan's most sensitive area.

Devan's breathing flinched, his hand stopping Stella.

“I'm sorry Stel, but I haven't felt anything like I used to. Give me time.”

Devan kissed Stella on the forehead and hurriedly left the apartment.

Inside the elevator two middle-aged mothers whispered and then giggled at Devan's heirloom that was still standing straight behind his pants.

With a dead red face, Devan tried to cover up and hunted out as soon as the elevator doors opened in the basement.

***

In Stella's apartment raging, throwing all the stuff.

“Review you Qiara! Fucking woman!”

***

“When are you going to marry Stella, Dev? We are impatient, you should not be separated.”

“Depart, Mom. I'm just starting to get my life back.”

Devan sat in an office space that had been abandoned during his paralysis. Luckily he has a confidant who runs a family-owned hospital. Now that his confidants have retired, Devan is back at work.

As a doctor, he began to reopen the practice. After all licensing is again obtained through a series of tests.

“You don't love Stella anymore? It's not her fault she left you.”

Devan's forehead creased before remembering that he never told anyone why Stella left their marriage to bring Liam.

Due to an accident, Devan becomes grumpy and violent. It's only natural that everyone thinks Stella can't stand Devan's attitude.

Devan himself was embarrassed because he loved Stella so sincerely but apparently his ex-wife did not love him whole.

“Time for what? Stella still loves you so much. You owe him a huge debt for hurting women as well as Stella.”

“Means?”

“Jack story you pelted Stella with objects as you rampaged on Stella's last night in the mansion. Devan, being paralyzed is a disaster, but Stella always takes care of you lovingly.”

Devan silence.

“Mommy hope you will make amends. Liam needs parents. You and Stella both need each other. Don't think about Qiara, Mommy already asked her to stay away from you. Even Daddy asked him not to be involved in our projects because he did not want to be a barrier between you and Stella. Marry Stella, Son ..”

“Mommy ... Mommy talked to Qiara? How ... how could you? She is a single parent who needs a job.”

“He understands, really. Look, yes, Mom has no problem with Qiara. She's a tough lady. The daddy company has even given good recommendations and awards for her. Whatever your feelings are, discard and succumb to Liam.”

Qiara's soft and shady face flashed in Devan's mind. There's a warm feeling there.

“Mom, it's not easy to forget what happened between me and Stella. I need time, understand.”

Kening Dian frowned, her eyes probing.

“There's something you're hiding from Mommy? About Stella? Or about Qiara? You're not secretly in a relationship with Qiara, are you?”

Devan snorted, “If I can be sure in Qira's heart there is only me, then nothing can stop me from being with her. But no! In her heart was still that bastard ex-husband. I don't want to both fall into the same problem. I received more Stella because of Liam. My love for her still hasn't grown like it used to.”

“Devan, what do you mean fell into the same problem? What really happened between you and Stella?”

“Already Mom, all already past.”

Dian looked into her son's eyes. For some reason, he felt that there was a lot Devan hadn't told him.

***

“Qiara, can we talk a bit?” Mario called Qiara into his room.

Qiara nodded then carried her tablet following Mario. In his room there is Jessica, wife and business partner Mario.

“Hi Jess,” greet Qiara then sit on the sofa opposite Jess.

“Qi, who did you piss off? Who are you pissing off about? Four big clients asked me to replace you as project leader. Before, they were crazy about your job. Even they are willing to wait for you to have time for their project.”

Qiara's forehead wrinkled. He doesn't feel like he has a problem with anyone. If it's about Devan and Stella, it's a personal matter.

“I don't feel like I have a problem. What's reason?”

Jessica handed over four letters with requests to replace Qiara with other personnel.

Qiara read carefully the reasons given:

Unprofessionals.

Does not work according to orders.

Some jobs are not completed on time.

“This is impossible, what is the proof. I always catalogued the work I did. We can do cross-check.”

“They threatened to cut off the working relationship with MJ. Forgive us Qiara, we were forced to comply with their request.”

“This is not fair, Jess. MJ reputation and my reputation can be damaged.”

“Unfortunately just your reputation, Qi. We talked to them. Clients no problem with MJ, only with you.”

“But this is weird right? Why can it happen in unison? As if someone was commanding.”

“That's why we asked if upsetting someone was influential. Mmm ... Devan for example?” Jess asked carefully.

“Devan? We're not in touch anymore, but I don't think Devan is because I know him. Although sometimes looks rough, but his heart is kind and soft.”

Mario said slowly, “Sorry Qi, because of this incident we forced your terminate employment. As per company regulations.”

“What? No. .. no, you can’t please. Let me talk to them.”

“Qiara, you cannot. This is not fair but they have an agreement and have the right to change personnel if they do not want.” Mario could not bear to look at Qiara. So did Jess who turned her face to hide the tears in the corner of the net.

“We want to help you. There are some housing projects that need interior designer services, but it does not seem to be as big as these projects. And this is all personal projects not under the auspices of MJ,” Mario continued.

Qiara looked down listlessly. One hand********-***** the other hand. “Anything, Mario. I’m sorry to cause you trouble. I ... I'll sort out my stuff.”

“Force us.. Stay strong, Qi.” Jess rises. The two women hugged.

“In shaa Allah.”

***

Qiara came out of MJ's office. All of the employees there including Mario and Jessica stared at his back wistfully. Qiara is a worker and their best friend.

All do not believe in the reasons for the termination provided by those clients. Qiara is a consultant and project leader who is always reliable and professional. All work exceeded expectations. If there is anything less it only happens once or twice.

Qiara's boss and friend prayed for the woman to get a new job soon.

Qiara walked slowly towards the bus stop. She recalled first coming to MJ in a young pregnant state. The woman could not understand how clients who have a good relationship asked her to be replaced.

When the bus came, in shaky steps, Qiara climbed the stairs of the bus and threw her butt into a hard seat. Repeatedly sighed to expel his future worries and Kala.

***

“All implemented. You owe a lot, Stel. Qiara is the best interior designer and project leader we have worked with.” The four women who owned the property that Qiara worked on were sitting in a cafe with Stella.

“Ah you guys, it's a small matter. Surely you guys can do it instead.”

“But it won't be as good as Qiara. Never mind, we are waiting for your promise to make a free promotion of our properties for a year.”

“No worries, this is an easy job for me.”

The beautiful model immediately works, creating endorsements on its social media pages. He did not mind giving a free endorsement, as Qiara, who allegedly made Devan doubt him, was unhappy.

***