AUNT Young Master's Beloved

Mom and daughter-in-law

"Tante, am I going home? I didn't bring a change of clothes." Nora very carefully asked for permission to go home, fearing offending her mother Devano if she refused to stay the night.

"Nginep here baby, auntie please! Look at them, father and son." Nara glanced at Devano who was busy with her papa.

Hya, Bayu gave a little knowledge to the child about the business world.

Nora follows Nara's line of sight, seeing Devano look serious about learning about business without consciously carving her lips into a thin smile. Almost invisible.

"But, tant--"

"Let Devano prepare some of your clothes, baby! Tomorrow afternoon you can go home. Aunty seneng loh if you are here, there is a girl chat, one server is ours. Same with them!" Mama gaul mah is indeed so, Nara is indeed a good-natured figure, the proof has just met Nora. He's this happy.

Maybe all this time, Devano never realized that the definition of love is not always together, sometimes we have to be a little far apart in order to interpret what it is to miss.

"You anterine coffee to them huh! usually papa is the same kid, likes to coffee this hour." Nora nodded, then carried a tray of two capucinno lattes for Bayu and Devano.

"The coffee, Om, Dev." Nora said as she placed the cup on the table.

Devano commented with a smile, "Liat kan pa, really the ideal wife, sensitive to the prospective husband." praise Devano.

It feels like Nora stepped on the foot of Devano which is not far from its place. However, again Nora was only able to smile wryly.

In the next second, Nara caught up with the three people with two cups of tea.

"Oh yeah, learn it. Nora will be here again, tomorrow-tomorrow. Let's have a casual conversation first." Take Nara, don't forget to take Nora to a seat.

"No need to worry, think of your own home. You're Devano's future wife!"

While chatting in the living room, a waiter came carrying two paperbags to Devano, "Young master, this is your order!" The servant, who was named Maya, held out two bags to Devano. "Thank you, Ma'am May!" devano. Maya nodded then.

"Let's wait, will you please prepare Devano's side room for Nora huh?" pinta Nara's,

"Good Mistress!"

**

"Tant, take a shower?" Take Devano, Nora glared sharply.

"Eh, I mean. I took the aunt to the upstairs room." errat Devano, then just taken by Nora.

" Om, aunt. Nora go upstairs first!" pamit Nora, Bayu and Nara also agreed with a nod of the head while smiling.

Devano's house is quite large, a house with several servants, very different from his house. Although Nora was the son of a rich man, but the wealth of her parents was far below the Devano family.

Nora still faithfully followed, when Devano climbed the stairs, the tiny lips chose silence, locked.

Until their footsteps stopped in a room, Devano opened the door and let Nora in.

"Tant, this is my room!" bring Devano. The design is almost similar to the room he occupied in the apartment, only more spacious and luxurious with king-size mattresses, complete with a reading room and a large sofa next to the door.

"It's a shower, oh yeah it's a dress for aunty!" Devano thrusts the paperbag and Nora accepts.

"Thank you, Dev!" Just that, the word that came out of Nora's lips, the girl chose to go straight into the bathroom with her two paperbags.

Nora decided to take a bath, flushing her sticky body under the cold water.

Nora wrapped her body in a towel, then opened the paperbag she had brought in earlier. How surprised he was, when he saw the contents of the paperbag complete with an interior in accordance with its size. " Any single person can do everything, including these details." Nora wonder.

"Tant, aunt didn't faint, did she?" devano asked outside, knocking on the bathroom door.

Nora flinched, she then came out in a dress wrapped in her slender body.

"Sorry, long time." A moment Devano was transfixed, seeing Nora's hair wrapped in a towel made her imagination run wild.

Ahh, if he and Nora were married, maybe this kind of scene would look very sweet.

**

Nora opened the towel on her head, then combed her wet long hair, while sitting in front of the mirror. "It's aunty bag, it was Maya who ran over here."

Nora grabbed the bag and opened it, then lightly polished her face and lips. However, when his eyes caught the phone that he had not opened lately, suddenly the longing was enveloped.

"Dev, I miss mama! Can you take me home tomorrow?"

"It could be tant, anyways tomorrow, we go home to meet them" Devano said seriously.

We were? Again Devano uses our word, is he really a reliable man.

Even so, Nora heaved a sigh of relief, tomorrow she would go home. Trying again to persuade papa and his mother to cancel the match.

"Ec, Dev! About that, I want to." It's hard to say if Nora agrees to Devano's offer.

"What's the matter, tant?"

"Remember, marriage. Uh, I want us to pretend we're married, uh I mean we're married, but just to avoid that matchmaking." Devano commented with a smile, "I know, aunty must have been more married to me than that si-Alan!" devano is proud.

"Don't Geer yeah you, I just,-"

"Father, I just had to! Her aunt's origin is the same as mine!" cut Devano.

They were now sitting next to each other, by the side of the bed, suddenly Nora dropped her head on Devano's shoulder. For some reason, he began to feel comfortable with the third-grade High School.

"Dev, pinch your shoulder! Just a moment like this, this is enough!" Nora closed her eyes for a moment, somehow her mind started to calm down if she leaned on Devano's shoulder, for some reason? To share his grief, he chose Devano's shoulder as a backrest.

"Inget my words? If we're going to get through this together, with or without aunty asking, I'll always be next to aunty!" Devano exhaled a rough breath, then closed his eyes. Her fingers moved gently rubbing Nora's hair.

"Aunty's hair is wet, let me dry it."

Suddenly the atmosphere changed, failing to mellow.

"Hmm, do you have any?"

"How much, how much?" Did Nora forget that Devano was the son of the sultan. Let alone a one, a dozen hairdryers were easily in sight.

"Sit down, don't protest! Look at the glass." Devano's word, this time Nora was silent according to. Then painstakingly, Devano dried Nora's hair.

Nora silently glanced towards Devano who was busy castrating and drying her hair.

"Look at me tant, not just in the lyrics, eye pain later." seloroh Devano, Nora immediately turned her eyes, her cheeks were met with red.