Trapped By The Devil
Let It Rain's

Raka entered the Mahardhika family runah by riding his old motorcycle.

Davina immediately cheered happily as soon as she saw Raka riding a motorcycle.

"Biggaiiii!" greet Davina, cheerfully.

Raka smiled.

"Tumben really ride a motorbike."

"Let's hugged all day."

"Okaaayay!" Davina agreed.

Raka also observed Davina for a moment, wanting to enjoy as much time as possible to record every behavior of her favorite woman. In a few weeks, Davina will be flying to Paris. Raka will miss amazing.

Davina actually knew what Raka was thinking. He pulled her hand, grabbed it tightly, and asked, "Hayooo, what do you think?"

Raka put Davina's palm on her cheek.

"I'm going to miss a lot" Raka replied, honestly.

"A year. If you're on holiday, you can stop by too."

"Mampiiiiiiir, it is thought that Paris is as close as Pasar Senen ah."

Davina laughs.

"Where are we going today?" asked Raka, deliberately shifting the topic.

"Remain visa, take care of something in Nararya for a while, abis it's up to you. I'm all your."

(I belong to you entirely.)

Raka smiled obliquely, "Okay."

"Can I go up?"

"Please, princess?"

Davina laughed, then got on the bike. Raka is deliberately taking time off to become Davina's driver all day. Anything for Davina, anything, as long as her beloved woman doesn't lack anything...

***

After all the business in the French consulate was completed, Raka also accompanied Davina to take care of something in Nararya.

"I'm coming down or what?" ask Raka.

"Follow dong, you'll wait at the receptionist yeah, let's kayak first again."

Raka laughed at the idea. However, he remained in compliance when they had difficulty arriving at the reception.

"Wait a minute." Davina squeals.

"Yeahaaaaa."

As Davina walked into Nararya, she needed to borrow some teachers to take turns teaching at Espoir when she and her colleagues went to Paris. Ilana has agreed, they just have to adjust the final schedule.

While walking, Davina meets Yuni.

"Hey, Yun!" greet Davina, first.

"Hey!" Yuni only smiled knotfully, especially when she realized Raka was accompanying Davina today. No more friendly looks from him. For Yuni, no matter what Nikolas does, Davina remains the villain here. Like their friendship in Paris used to mean little because of Nicholas.

Davina did not blame Yuni. Maybe Nicholas didn't tell the whole story. Maybe Yuni knows, Nikolas only had an affair once in Bandung, and it was finished after ifu. Because no one wants to admit wrongdoing, it is easier to appoint others to be the perpetrators of crime.

"Lo is not a good boyfriend, Dav, for Nikolas. Thank you for leaving him," said Yuni.

Davina smiled, not wanting to argue.

"Together" he answered, briefly. Then he walked away from Yuni.

After a few steps, he stopped. There's one thing he needs to say.

"You know what, Yun?!"

Davina could see Yuni cheering her up.

"Lo's not a good friend to me either. Thank you for supporting Nikolas even if you know he cheated on him with his own secretary."

Yuni clenched her teeth.

Davina doesn't care. He continued walking, breezing, without looking back.

Enough about Nikolas! Don't talk about it anymore!

Taylor Swift said in an interview.

You don't have to forgive and you don't have to forget to move on. You can move on without any of those things happening.

(You must not forgive and forget to move on. You can move on without one thing happening.)

That's what Davina thought about the toxic people in her life all along. Nikolas, Sienna, Angel and Yuni. Some people only deserve to be blacklisted, which is a list of people he does not need to know anymore.

***

After all the business in Nararya was done, Davina walked towards the receptionist with a carefree feeling. After this, he can date as much as Raka.

"Clearly?" raka asked, as soon as she saw Davina.

"Where else are we going to go?" ask Raka, again.

"Don't know."

"All your business is gone?"

"Udah dong."

"Want to eat? Laper's on."

"Mouuu."

"Eat what?"

"Don't ask a girl what to eat. Definitely answer..."

"Tall-ahoo!" grumbled Raka, annoyed.

Davina laughs. Raka thought for a moment. And he got an idea. Davina will miss Indonesian cuisine as long as she is in Paris. Maybe he will take her to an old-fashioned restaurant in the Menteng area, where Davina can eat Indonesian cuisine as much as possible.

"Well, where do you want to eat?" davina asked as she looked at the twinkle in Raka's eyes.

"Pink, will you?"

Davina immediately felt her taste increase as soon as she heard the name of the restaurant. Sate lilit, konro bakar, tofu telor. Any Indonesian cuisine she can enjoy there.

"Mauuu."

Raka smiled. Davina no longer bothered about food. He devoured whatever he wanted at the moment. Instead, she sports and dances for longer to burn off the calories she eats. And it turns out, it did not add a little weight at all. But he already accepted it. Because he just wants to do whatever he likes to start all day. The key to happiness is to love yourself.

Raka also held Davina's hand with straightforwardness. Then they walked out of Nararya. They were stunned when they saw the sky.

"Geez, dark bangeeeet!" luh Raka's.

"It looks like it's raining again."

"Yes, how's dong?! Want to stay here first?"

"Later on, it looks like the rain will last."

"So, you want to keep going?!"

"Yes, yuk buru?"

They both headed to the parking lot. Raka also immediately put forward the bike as soon as Davina sat sweet.

"Ayooo, Kaaa, hurry-cepaaaaat!"

"Devni, we have to be careful!"

Davina chuckled, then clasped her hands around Raka's waist.

"I love you, Elraka." whispered Davina.

Raka actually heard that phrase. But he deliberately didn't answer, let him think Davina didn't hear it. He wanted to enjoy the moment in silence.

And slowly drizzle down to wet the earth.

"Yahoooooooo!" scream Davina, even fun.

Raka panicked, drove the bike faster.

"Devni, are you happy? Want to stop by first?" Raka asked.

Davina instead raised both her hands up high, like an excited five-year-old.

"I don't care! Let it rain! As long as I'm with you, let it rain!" Davina screamed, while draping her hand on Raka's shoulder.

(I don't care! Let it rain! As long as I'm with you, it's raining!)

Raka laughs. Finally comply with Davina's request to continue to advance the bike. The rain is getting heavier. They're soaked. But they don't care.

They feel like they are now back to being high school boys, instead of as adults in their mid-twenties.

"Rakaaaaa, I sayang kamuuu," said Davina.

Raka smiled. To his full satisfaction, Davina can say whatever her heart is.

"Now it's your turn, Ka!"

"I love kamuuu too, Devniiiii."

"No, not thatuu."

"So?"

"Your true feelings!"

Ah, Raka understands. Davina seems to understand him. All right, if this is Davina's wish...

"Devniiiii, I hate you going to Pariiiii!" jerit Raka, to be honest, as it were.

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