The Incomplete Love
The Same Pain?

Nadine did not blink at how handsome Devan was at the donor party. Wearing a black tuxedo suit and a white shirt. His friendly eyes and smile greeted the guests who were the fund-raising conglomerates of the hospital.

That night they both became stars. The hospital plans to expand the obgyn department. Devan and Nadine were asked to explain their success while helping with the delivery of quintuplets.

Nadine then puts herself next to Devan when she sees his girlfriend not carrying a wife. He follows where Devan moves under the pretext of doing his job.

Devan keeps his distance from Nadine who seems eager to look familiar with him.

Some of the donors seemed fascinated to see Nadine. That night she wore a black dress designed by young designer Nensi Jodaka.

Nadine who is still relatively young compared to her colleagues looks elegant. Wavy brown hair beautifully unravels past slightly exposed shoulders. His skin is tanned in the most expensive salon in London.

As a man, Devan is not unaware of Nadine's beauty. But he drew a firm line between mahram and non mahram. He more often subdues his gaze, keeping himself from the naps that come secretly.

The wife and children he has are true happiness. He doesn't need a Nadine or anyone who can snatch and destroy.

Throughout the night, Nadine's dress caught his attention. Devan was firm on his attitude and continued to ignore.

It was time for a stage officer to call Devan and Nadine to prepare. They will provide a brief review of the latest cases they handle and then to the development plan of the obgyn division.

Before going on stage, Nadine was about to wrap her hands around Devan's arms. Elegant but firm, Devan nimbly dodged and directly entered the stage area.

Nadine grunted in annoyance. He put on his best smile when he entered the stage area.

Unbeknownst to Devan, Qiara who initially decided not to attend because Hayyan was fussy finally arrived at the auditorium just as Devan and Nadine entered the stage.

Not so wearing clothes from Alexa but wearing clothes designed by senior batik designers from Indonesia. Iwan T happily created the best design for Devan Donavy's wife. The Donavy Group's sole heir. In just a short period of time, the dress was flown along with some of its flagship tailors if alterations were needed.

Qiara looked at Nadine's flawless face. It seems that the woman is after her husband. Qiara stood beside the door that was invisible from the direction of the stage.

He listened to Devan and Nadine. Admiring her husband's intelligence, can't wait to make love to him tonight.

Finishing the presentation, Devan and Nadine returned backstage. Qiara followed because she wanted to give a surprise. It is not difficult for former interior designers to find the location of the door to the backstage.

He saw Devan walking in front of Nadine who was trying to catch up with him.

Qiara turned on the video. Devan hasn't noticed yet because he's busy stuffing the Q-Card into the inner pouch of the tuxedo.

Qiara sumringah's face was ready to scatter to her husband when Nadine ran to Devan's side. In an instant, his hand coiled around Devan's neck then pulled the handsome face towards him. Nadine's lips were slightly open ready to receive a kiss from Devan.

Qiara's steps came to a halt, her smile gone. Her bones were almost dislodged unexpectedly that she would once again feel her husband being stolen by another woman.

Devan manages to overcome his shock and avoids Nadine's lips which are only a moment apart.

“Nadine! What the hell?”

“Ah, you wanted it too, I can tell.”

“No! You sick woman, Nadine! Be ill. Far away from me. How sad.”

Devan steps in to get away from Nadine, while Qiara hides behind the overdraft. Her hands were shaking but still took the video of Devan and Nadine.

“I? How pathetic? The sad one is your wife, it's been unkempt, disheveled hair, slovenly. Aren't you being treated to such a sight every day?”

Devan stopped his steps. Just tilting his body he replied with a restraining voice growling.

“My wife, Qiara, spends every second of the twenty-four hours she has, seven days a week, without any holidays, to look after my children. Got it? You know, every time I come home from work I look forward to seeing her with her hair plucked up, loose-fitting house clothes, sometimes there's stains here and there because Abby is experimenting with her food.”

Devan imagined his wife, then continued, “Six children, Nadine, he handled almost everything himself. The nannies of my children even complain because they don't do much work. Every night, my wife wakes up to breastfeed. He sat in a rocking chair by the window, humming prayers. I pretended to be asleep but I enjoyed it. Most beautiful scenery.”

Tears welled up in the Qiara fertilizer.

“So, if you think you might interest me? Distract your intentions. I belong entirely to Qiara and she is mine. Don't come near me tonight, too disgusted I see you.”

Devan continued his steps, his anger making him pass through Qiara who was still hiding.

The video is still running, Qiara can clearly hear Nadine saying, “I will destroy you Devan. I won't stop until you beg me.”

Nadinr looked to his side. He pulled a hospital janitor who turned out to be standing by nearby. The little girl was trembling.

“You will help me destroy that man! Or you'll be fired from this hospital. You follow my words that Devan Donavy harassed me here. You hear that?”

Nadine gripped the janitor's arm. “What's your name?”

“Patricia Jenkins, doctor. Please don't fire me.”

“Nadine, you do not know who to face ..” Qiara looked at Nadine with a difficult to interpret view.

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Qiara went outside after the still frightened Nadine and Patricia left the backstage area. He peeked to make sure no one saw him.

Nadine's back in the auditorium. Devan threw his face away as soon as he saw the rowdy woman walking towards him.

Poking a veiled face, Devan moved away from Nadine when she felt her shoulders being patted.

Devan's anger peaked, he turned around to teach a lesson. Fuck his career but for him Nadine is a late-stage distraction.

“Hai, Dear .. I finally came.”

Qiara's face looked at him gently.”

“Qia ..” Reflex Devan hugs then gives a long kiss. The surrounding guests were stunned to see Devan kissing a hooded woman.

Nadine was wide-eyed, now she felt her bones break.

Devan cupped his hands to Qiara's face. His eyes fixedly staring at his wife's black bead.

Realizing the astonishment of friends and guests, Devan introduces Qiara.

“Sorry for our show, everyone, this is my lovely wife, Qiara Anjani. Sorry my wife rarely goes to the hospital. Understandably we have six children at home,” he said while chuckling.

Qiara wrapped her hand at Devan's arm. She deliberately cut Nadine's path so that it first reached her husband.

Guests and colleagues scrambled to get acquainted with Qiara. Colleagues only saw Qiara through the photo Devan was displaying in his room.

Iwan T's dress attracted attention. Many are interested and ask. More than that, Qiara has a magnet-like charm that attracts people to get to know her more.

Devan was very proud of his wife, his hands curled to Qiara's waist which was now slightly filled. His wife has given birth to one daughter and three twins. For her Qiara was the prettiest woman.

Repeatedly Devan kissed Qiara's forehead making Nadine who was staring from afar feel careless. Eliminated and had to step aside, Nadine decided to go home early.

On the way home, Devan continued to kiss Qiara. The driver closed the barrier between his seat and the passenger seat, giving privacy to a pair of humans.

Qiara who was touched by Devan's words while defending him in front of Nadine gave a long and delicious kiss. Both of them can't wait to arrive home to move on to a more exciting game.

“Darling, promise yes, you belong to me forever,” pinta Devan ogre.

“In shaa Allah ..” Qiara directs Devan's hand to his chest. Although blocked by the dress, it does not make Devan fail to provide pleasure in every touch in Qiara's body.

Qiara's hand went guerrilla to Devan's heirloom. One touch is immediately ready to attack. In an oncoming car, accompanied by a hail that drenched the city of London, Qiara and Devan let go of the desire to reach the highest point.

Right in front of the house, they had returned to sitting neatly with their hands clutched together.

“I love you, Dev ...” Qiara said with breath still gasping.

“Do not lope-lope first, in the room we finish the next rounds.”

“Ay ay, captain,” reply Qiara imitate Kala style.

***

It's been a few days since Devan came home early. Unlike usual, Devan seems more silent and thinks a lot.

Qiara looked at her husband.

“Could Nadine execute her plan?” Qiara asked in her heart. Even when Abby reached her father's hand for me, Devan seemed unconcerned and preoccupied with her thoughts.

Not only that, Devan seemed tense for a few days and when Qiara asked, he chose to twitch.

At night, Devan chooses to go to bed early, something that almost never happens because they are always chatting until it continues into hot activities.

There was fear that appeared in Qiara's heart. Whether Nadine did carry out her plan or just Devan who eventually lost and chose to establish a forbidden relationship.

Not felt, tears flowing down. The pain of Thoriq and Hanna's marriage was so intense. Do you have to feel the same pain again?

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