The Love of Mr and Young Miss
The Other Side of the Devian

Morning on Sunday.

Carissa is getting ready for her sportswear. This morning he wants to exercise to relieve fatigue and also look for fresh air. Carissa wore black jogger pants, a black yukensi t-shirt covered with a toska color parachute jacket. Carissa uses running shoes that match the color of her jacket. Not to forget he smeared his hair in the style of messy bun which showed the neckline of his rank. Carissa ran towards the city park that was across the compound of her house. The park is already full of people looking for fresh air on a weekend like this. It didn't feel like 30 minutes of Carissa running. Carissa's slim body did not make it difficult for him although not often do it but his breathing is still normal. Carissa decided to continue on foot as well for cooling down. Carissa went to the merchant who sold mineral water across the street, he bought it. As he turned to head for the seat on the side of the road accidentally from the opposite direction a man hit him.

"Awwww.."

Carissa almost fell but the man's hands swiftly caught her body.

"Pa-Pak Devian?" carissa said as she realized the man holding her body was her superior. Carissa hurried to justify her position, she tried to stand awkwardly.

"Sir Devian is also a sport here?" carissa asked manners to remove the awkwardness between the two of them.

"Yes, it just so happens to be looking for some fresh air" replied the brief Devian who is currently also buying mineral water.

Carissa noticed Devian's very different appearance.

Devian wore a black sleeveless hoodie that showed off her arm muscles combined with matching color jogger pants. Devian wore white running shoes and black outdoor watches. Devian's sporty appearance further added a masculine impression to him.

Glegs!

Carissa gulped her saliva when she accidentally saw the shape of a muscle in the chest of the Devian field. Hoodie who was exposed to Devian's sweat as if unable to cover the charm of his athletic body.

"You're out jogging?" devian asked, who opened Carissa's eyes.

Carissa just nodded. He lowered his head as if afraid of being discovered if he stole a look at Devian's body. Devian who realized it grinned, he intended to tease Carissa. As Devian drew closer to Carissa, the woman still sat her head. When he realized that Devian's shoes were staying in a while with Carissa's shoes, he immediately ran to the bench on the side of the road.

"Sa-I want to sit down, sir" said Carissa, who sat on the bench with her face hidden.

Devian chuckled at Carissa's timid behavior. Devian followed and sat down next to Carissa.

"You run a lot here?" asked Devian who saw the red hue on Carissa's cheek.

Carissa simply nodded then gulped down the water in the bottle to wet her dry throat.

Glegs!

Devian was stunned by the sight before him. Looking at Carissa's face from the side that showed the woman's sharp nose. Sweat drops on her face add to Carissa's beauty. Especially when Devian's eyes are fixed on Carissa's neck which level adds a sexy impression on the woman.

Carissa turned towards Devian who was staring at her with a longing look. Carissa smiled faintly and patted Devian on the shoulder.

"Sir, drink first do not see me continue" said Carissa chuckled softly.

Devian blinked his eyes, he immediately downed the water in the bottle to half. Devian was nervous. He was ashamed that his wild gaze was caught by Carissa.

"Have you had breakfast?" ask Carissa.

Devian answered with a head.

"I have a recommendation of the most delicious chicken porridge near here" said Carissa enthusiastically.

"Just 200 meters from here, we can walk." added Carissa again.

"Do you encourage me to eat?" ask Devian.

"Yes, that's if you want." replied Carissa who had risen from the bench and walked away from Devian who was still gawking.

Just this time there was a woman who dared to invite him to eat without further ado.

Devian only realized he was left behind by Carissa, he soon caught up with the woman.

The two of them walked together in front of him already there is a street stall that is full of visitors.

"It's a lot." said Devian slowly.

"And I've said chicken porridge here is the best-selling" said Carissa who heard Devian's slow speech.

Devian reviewed a faint smile and followed Carissa.

"What did my father drink?" ask Carissa.

"No. I drink only water." replied Devian who showed me the bottle in his hand.

Carissa nodded then ordered 2 servings of chicken for the two of them. Carissa and Devian headed to the empty bench under the tree near the chicken porridge stall.

"You're subscribing here?" ask Devian.

"Just a few times. Usually I run out jogging with my best friend stopped by breakfast here. Because he already had a lover so I was left alone." replied Carissa who then realized who called herself "me".

"Ma-sorry, Sir. I wasn't polite" Carissa said.

Devian smiled thinly.

"Gakpa. Maybe from now on we can get used to it. My name sounds very formal." replied Devian.

"But my boss's father." Carissa protested that she would not be considered disrespectful.

"Now we are not in the office. So no problem. Keep on calling sir. I'm not your father." said Devian.

Carissa laughed at Devian's joke. It was unexpected that Devian had a sense of humor as well.

Devian who sees Carissa is getting enamored with Carissa. He saw clearly the hollow at the corner of Carissa's cheek and revealed his neat white teeth.

"Please" said the chicken porridge merchant who offered 2 bowls.

"Well, sir, I said no chives." Carissa grumbled.

"Sorry, Neng I forgot. I'll change for a while" said the middle-aged merchant, taking back the bowl of chicken porridge from Carissa's hand.

"No need, sir." said Devian and took over Carissa's chicken porridge bowl.

Carissa simply fell silent and looked at the confused Devian.

Devian meticulously sorted the chives in Carissa's bowl and moved them to Devian's bowl.

Deg Deg Deg

Carissa did not expect Devian to have a romantic side.

"It has. Now, no problem with the porridge?" asked Devian who thrust chicken porridge at Carissa.

Carissa stared at the chicken porridge that was already clean from the chives. He immediately devoured it.

"Thank you, sir." said Carissa.

Devian looked at Carissa.

"Why?" carissa asked confused, she felt she had done nothing wrong.

"Don't call, sir. Call me Devian." said Devian who continued to devour chicken porridge which is very fitting his tongue.

Carissa smiled awkwardly and nodded her head.

"Let me pay" said Devian, who moved out of his chair.

Carissa immediately restrained Devian.

"Don't. Just let me. I ate" said Carissa, who rushed to the merchant to pay.

Devian shook his head.

"Basic bocil." Inner Devian with a faint smile.

"Where are you going?" ask Devian.

"home. Pretty tired too" replied Carissa.

"Let me take a delivery." Devian bargained, who then grabbed Carissa's hand.

Carissa was surprised by Devian's sudden hand-grasping move. But Carissa did not refuse, he followed Devian's footsteps to the black sports moge that was lying on the edge of the park.

"You wear a helmet. I only brought 1." said Devian then handed Carissa a full face red helmet.

"Then Father eh you?" ask Carissa.

"You only have 1, so you're the one who's using it." replied Devian, who had boarded his black moge.

Carissa complied and hugged in the back seat of Devian.

Carissa took off the rubber that tied her hair before wearing Devian's helmet.

The sight did not escape the eyes of Devian who glanced towards the rearview motorbike which showed Carissa's long hair that decomposed further adding to the beauty of Carissa.

"Don't forget the handle" said Devian who then drove his motenya at high speed.

Carissa who was not ready spontaneously embraced Devian's body. Carissa tightened her grip to the Devian's burly waist. Devian who felt that smiled with satisfaction.

"Slow down, Dev.." said a frightened Carissa.

Devian who heard that also stopped his motorbike on the side of the road. Devian looked back to make sure that he had not misheard.

"You just called me Dev?" tanya Devian made sure.

Carissa nodded slowly.

"Slowly carry the motor. I'm scared, Dev." said Carissa again.

Devian who heard that smiled satisfiedly. Somehow she felt so happy when Carissa called her name.

"alright. Hold ya." said Devian who touched Carissa's hand to tighten her embrace. This time Devian went through his mogenya with moderate speed.

Deg Deg Deg

Carissa's heart raced as if it wanted to get out of her body. Carissa felt a sense of warmth as she hugged the burly body of the man who was piggybacking her. Carissa felt comfortable when she was near Devian. Carissa buried her face on Devian's back, she felt the breeze of the morning before noon and enjoyed the green scenery on the side of the road leading to her home complex.

10 Minutes later the Devian motorbike stopped at the gate of Carissa's house. Carissa went down slowly and removed the helmet and handed it to Devian.

"Thank you, Dev." said Carissa with a smile on her lips

Devian returned Carissa's smile.

"This is your house?" tanya Devian made sure.

"No. This is my mother's employer's house. It just so happens that my mom is ART here." said Carissa as she waited for what expression she would see on Devian's face.

Devian just smiled faintly and nodded his head.

"See you tomorrow at the company" said Devian then forwarded his bike.

Carissa was still standing in front of the gate. Carissa could not interpret Devian's expression.

"Did he not mind my status? Or will he avoid me? Just look tomorrow." Carissa muttered and rushed into her house.

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Devian parked the bike in his garage. He rushed into his classic-style room with gray walls and monochrome-themed furniture added a masculine impression to the spacious room.

After changing into casual clothes, shorts and t-shirts, Devian headed to the balcony of his room. He enjoyed the garden next to the house just below the balcony of his room.

"How can I fall in love with an ART child? Will Mom and Dad agree?" Devian muttered.

Devian rushed out of his room he headed to his parents' room.

Tok Tok!

There was no word from his parents' room.

Devian walked down the stairs, he headed for the family room. There he found that both of his men were watching TV.

"Dad, Mother." said Devian approached her parents and sat down in front of the TV.

"What's up, Dev?" ask Mother Tamara who averted her eyes and looked at the handsome face of her son.

"There's something Devian wants to talk about" said Devian, who is still trying to put together the right words to convey to Father and Mother.

Adhitama's dad turned off the TV. Then he looked at his son's face.

"Is there anything serious going on at the company?" ask Adhitama's Dad.

Devian shook his head.

"Then what's important, honey?" ask Mother Tamara who saw a nervous expression on her son's face.

"It's a matter of the heart, Bun." replied Devian embarrassedly.

Adhitama laughed at Devian's words. He did not end up thinking with his only son.

"So this important thing is your heart problem? Are you in love?" tanya Adhitama made sure.

"Devian doesn't know exactly what this feeling is, Dad. But Devian felt that if he did not see his face in a day there was nothing lacking." replied Devian innocently.

Adhitama chuckled at Devian's reply. Then he patted his son's shoulder.

"Finally you can feel it, son. I thought I would forever not be able to have grandchildren" said Adhitama's father who then got a sharp glint from Mother Tamara.

"Who is the woman who can melt the north pole of this Mother?" ask Mother curious.

Adhitama chuckled softly at the mention for his son. "North Pole" yes it is very suitable for Devian who has always been cold to women who try to seduce him even he is very anti with the touch of women.

Devian took a heavy breath. Then he began to write the sentence.

"What if the woman Dev likes is a poor woman? Do you and Mom mind?" ask Devian carefully.

Adhitama glanced at his wife, trying to understand Devian's words.

"Is she a good woman?" ask Adhitama to Devian.

Devian nodded his head.

"Are you sure? She's a poor woman who won't use you? Or is she not a woman who pursues material?" tanya Adhitama made sure.

Devian was silent for a moment. Devian began to think, he remembered every meeting and incident he went through with Carissa. Never once did Carissa look like a woman infatuated with treasure. Even this morning Carissa paid for chicken porridge.

"God's Insha she's a fine woman, Dad." said Devian confidently.

Adhitama sighed then looked at her son.

"What is the identity of the woman?" ask Adhitama.

"He's a kid from ART in one of the housing complexes next door. He was also an OG at MF Group, Dad. But now she's in production, because she's one of the best graduates from XX University in Fashion Design, well." explains Devian with sparkling eyes.

"What woman do you mean is Carissa?" suhut Mother Tamara.

Devian nodded and smiled faintly at Mother Tamara.

"Mother knows the woman Devian likes?" ask Adhitama.

Mother Tamara nodded.

"Yes, Dad. At that time Mommy almost got hit by a motorbike fortunately Carissa saved Mommy. Mother had thought to make her a future daughter-in-law of Mother." replied Mother chuckling.

"It turns out Devian fell in love with Carissa herself. So Mother does not need to bother being a matchmaker." added Mother Tamara who still chuckles.

Adhitama who heard that thought for a moment.

"Hem.. okay. But I want to meet that boy. Let me be sure she's a really good woman. I don't want you to be fooled by him." said Adhitama firmly.

Devian turned to look at his father then looked at Mother Tamara.

Devian breathed a sigh of relief.

"Alright, Dad. Devian is sure Dad won't be disappointed with Devian's choice." said Devian steadily, he returned to his room. Devian was so happy that her parents did not show any rejection.

Tamara and Adhitama looked at each other, they threw smiles at each other.

"Just let the young man who intertwines his own story, Well." said Tamara who then leaned her head on the shoulders of Adhitama.

Adhitama exhaled and gently stroked his wife's head.

"I feel like I'm getting old looking at Devian like that. I can't wait to hold my grandchild." said Adhitama then chuckled.

"Mother also misses the crying of babies in this house, Dad." said Mother Tamara.

The middle-aged couple laughed together.

^^^(What about the next story of Devian and Carissa? Will Carissa really be as good a woman as Adhitama's father expected? What about Carissa's match? Then what if Devian finds out?)^^^

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