When Cheating Becomes a Shortcut
Devan and Catherine

"I want to marry the man Devan Dad chose, Mom! I hope you guys approve!" devan said without saying stale after dinner.

"When are we gonna propose to her?" ask Brian flat.

"I'll marry her right now! Devan hope you guys come with Devan to the hospital now!"

"To the hospital?" gracia asked confusedly. In contrast to Gracia, Brian did not look surprised to hear that answer.

"Is that how much you love him?" asked Brian staring at Devan flat.

"Over that, Dad!" devan replied to Brian's gaze.

"Why should I be in the hospital?" ask Gracia again.

"Devan's future wife was in an accident during Devan and the Princess' engagement," Mom!" answer Brian flat.

"What's? Why would that be?" ask Gracia.

"Alright, Mom! Now we go straight to the hospital!" take Devan without further ado.

"Alright, come on Dad!" take Gracia to Brian.

"Hm ... !" answer Brian flat.

"Then we'll just go!" bring Devan.

"I'm changing clothes for a while, mommy can't wear dirty clothes like this!" gracia smiled.

"Devan goes first, Mom!" devan said as he moved.

Gracia nodded with her gentle smile. Then the man stepped towards the exit, while Garacia immediately rushed to change clothes.

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Now the two families had gathered in Catherine's room. Do not forget also the ruler who is ready to marry Devan and the woman.

"Are you sure you're going to marry my daughter, son?" ask Puja.

"If I wasn't sure, I wouldn't have brought my parents and asked for Auntie's blessing!" answer Puja.

"Are you ready?" ask Penghulu.

"Ready!" devan replied sure.

Penghulu reaches out her hand to Devan and Devan shakes the hand of the ruler.

"Bismilbornrahmanirrahim ... I marry and marry You, Devano Brian Galaxy with Prita Catherine Sunation bint Louis Sunation with a Gold mascarf weighing 80g and a set of prayer tools paid in cash."

"I received the marriage and marriage of Prita Catherine Sunation bint Louis Sunation with Maskawin was paid in cash!" devan.

"How's witness?" ask Penghulu.

"Well ... " Both Gracia and Puja shed tears seeing her son has a companion alive.

Devan pinned the ring he had prepared for Catherine a long time ago. The man kissed his wife's hand, then switched to kissing the woman's forehead.

Devan felt something strange about the woman, he saw Catherine's hand, could it be that the woman's hand was actually moving? Devan tried to see it.

It turned out that what the man felt was the fact that Catherine moved her fingers slowly, then opened her eyes.

Everyone in the room was shocked to see Catherine's reaction. They all did not think that the woman would come back to her senses because the doctor had begun to feel desperate about the woman's recovery.

"Darling," call Devan. The man kissed his wife's forehead back after seeing his wife come to her senses from a coma.

"Darling, you've come to your senses, son?" tanya Puja smiled gently.

"Mommy!" he said he returned Puja's smile.

"Yes, Son! It's mommy!" replied Puja with haru's face.

"Daddy!" call Louis with a faint smile.

"Do you know Brother?" asked Brata smiling. The man sat next to Devan. While Louis and Puja sat beside the other one.

"Sister Brata?" catherine smiled.

"If it's him, do you remember him?" brata asked, patting Devan on the shoulder. While Devan just smiles at the joke of his sister-in-law.

"He who?" catherine asked which made everyone in the room shocked.

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...TBC...

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The room in the dominance of pink and white looks very feminine, you can guess who will occupy the room later. From the side facing the open door, a 10-year-old boy shuffled, entered and examined the entire room amid the busy people who were fixing the room.

Cloth curtains, cabinets and some boxes that are somehow contained, lying scattered to fill the room that is not too large in size.

The boy circulated his gaze, scrutinizing and assessing the entire room. "Mama... Mama," he called her to twist the end of the mother's clothes sitting on the edge of the bed, busy inserting a hook bracelet for the curtain to be installed.

The woman averted her eyes and took off the hand of the boy who pulled his shirt. "Why?" ask Nisa.

"Ma.why the room has no photos of us, I want the wall to be full of photos of Angga, Mama, Papa, and Adik," protested the boy pointing at the mother's distended stomach. Nisa was also made to smile at the request of the child.

"Sure Boy, but wait after the room is renovated, okay?" sahut Dimas precedes, he sits next to his wife and gently strokes the child's hair standing right in front of him.

"True, there must be a lot of Papa, I want a big picture, a picture of Angga hugging Mama and Sister," the boy's pinta gleamed happily.

Since Angga was 7 years old and attended grade 1 Elementary School, the boy always whined when he left through Kindergarten not far from his school, and some of his friends often take the sister accompanied by the mother.

Angga was the same, he wanted the time to go to school could be together with his sister. A sister who can accompany him to play and is always there in his growth period.

"Yes" said Nisa and Dimas pulling Angga's arm into a warm embrace.

The Art workers who were in one room with his employer, no wonder again with the harmony of the Prayoga family. Considering Dimas is the son of his previous employer, Pak Yoga Dinata and Ms. Andina Rajendra, who are famous for being kind and friendly as well as their children.

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One week passed, the days of Angga he always spent in the room that will be occupied by his sister. Even Angga to sleep in the room was so impatient waiting for his little angel who would soon be born into the world.

Nisa with her distended stomach running in a hurry, felt more and more her stomach down and make it difficult to walk. Slowly and with her hands propped up under her stomach, Nisa approached the child.

Dilaukusnya dense black hair, teasing with softness while waking the son. "Darling, wakeup. It's morning already! The school is late!" whispered Nisa slowly.

Fucked the forehead of the fruit of his first love with Dimas. Anggara Mahesa Prayoga.

Angga wriggled, stretching his limp muscles, plus the glare of the light that pierced through the glass window and the soft sound flowed, making him aware. "Morning, Mama." Angga hugged the body containing the mother who opened the window curtain.

"Come, Angga take a shower, after that breakfast, Mama wait downstairs!" nisa's orders are carried by Angga.