AUNT Young Master's Beloved

Who's Devano?

Nora's sports car is beautifully parked in a towering apartment building. After calming herself down in the park, Nora returned to the apartment. Being selfish, and ignoring her mother's worries.

Nora hurriedly entered the apartment lobby, then went straight into the elevator and pressed the number ten, where the floor of the apartment was located.

Luckily the atmosphere was quiet, repeatedly Nora let out a sigh, heaving a rough sigh inside the elevator, she felt her chest claustrophobic.

Ting!

The elevator door opened, Nora walked quickly to her apartment.

However, her forehead shriveled for a moment, appearing to be someone in a jass suit as well as a hand stuffed into a pants pocket, Nora memorably if it was Zain, her twin brother.

"Za-Zain," called Nora, if with her mother Nora dared to show her flatness, different from her brother Zain.

"Don't you miss me, son of a dissident!" Zain then stretched out his arms, asking Nora to embrace immediately.

Nora hugged Zain, momentarily pecking in the arms of her twin sister.

"When to go back to Indonesia?" tanya Nora then brought Zain into her apartment.

"Once mom and dad tell me you're living in an apartment now, I can't wait to fly here!" Zain landed his butt on the chair, then looked at Nora in surprise, for a moment sighed violently and then continued his words.

"Why get out of the house, hmm?"

Nora put orange juice and snacks on the table, then sat down on the sofa, opposite Zain.

"You won't know, mom and dad are so stupid I'm the same Alan!" Nora cringed in annoyance, then folded her hands on her chest.

"You've been betrothed to Alan, is that Alan carley?" zain asked intimidatingly.

Nora nodded, "i don't want to, I don't like to be forced let alone it's about getting married, getting married is once in a lifetime and I don't want to live it by force!" exclaim Nora.

"I'm confused who to defend, on the one hand I agree with your thoughts, but mama and papa....." Zain hung his words.

Nora understood, Zain was not a dissident like himself. Zain had a soft and loving heart, in contrast to Nora who seemed firm and cold.

Nora is cooking in the kitchen, she wants to cook food for Zain, today she requested that Zain stay longer in her apartment.

Nora put her cooking on the dining table, although Nora's apartment seemed minimalist but quite spacious and complete, even the girl also has a reading room in her apartment.

"Hmm, it smells delicious like, since when did this little girl cook so well?" zain asked, without waiting any longer, he took the plate, filled it with rice and Nora's side dishes.

"For a long time, it was just that I was lazy to cook at home, am I not a dissident child." Nora did the same.

"If I don't marry Alan, I'll spoil my husband's tongue with my cooking!" Nora continued, then the two twins began to feed into her mouth.

"If you're done, go home! kasian mama is equally papa" cried Nora while taking a tissue and rubbing her mouth.

"Are you really not interested in Alan, hmm? He's handsome, muscular and charming, all the women admire him" Zain said.

However, Nora remained adamant, unwilling to try to accept her betrothal to Alan. Nora turned her face away.

Drr...!

Nora's phone sounds deafening, featuring the ringing of adam Levine's song entitled - Locked away. Nora loved the song so much that she made it a ringtone for her phone, and even Nora played it over and over again.

"Who's calling, why aren't you picked up?" nora had not had time to take the flat object, Zain had already taken it and saw whose name was listed there.

Zain's forehead immediately frowned in wonder, Devano? the one who called Nora was Devano. However, when it did not get a response the call was dead.

Iseng Zain checked the call log on Nora's phone, how surprised when he saw almost every night at the same hour, the man named Devano called his twin brother.

"Ra," call Zain.

"Who's Devano?" zain asked with a sharp eye.

For a moment Nora sighed harshly, then returned Zain's gaze.

"It doesn't matter, now go home Zain. Mom and Dad are waiting!" tell Nora with a cold attitude.

Zain exhaled violently, squinted his shirt and looked at the clock that was coiling in his hand, sure enough the night was almost late.

Zain put his jass back on, then got up.

Staring at Nora full of question marks, in reality no one could guess her twin brother.

"I'm going home, you owe me an explanation!" zain then steps away from Nora's apartment.

Nora grabbed the mineral bottle in the refrigerator, and gulped it down to leave half that cold water, then returned to the dinner table and picked up the flat object she had left behind.

***

Arriving at the room, Nora immediately threw herself down while looking at the phone, then exhaled a rough breath.

"Well, why does every night bother me, huh!" Nora then opens her Wa app, seeing Devano's name there sending her a message.

"Fairy aunt, what else?" Devano.

"Ck! stop calling me aunty!" reply Nora.

However, it was not that Nora smiled herself reading the messages from a boy like Devano, for her Devano was so innocent and adorable.

"Then ap? Baby how?" Devano.

"Don't budge, school was just a darling." Nora.

"Any dear aunt, what more aunt? I miss *emot hugger*.

Nora gedek-gedek read messages from Devano, why is it that boys like Devano always tease him?

"Basic, would-be crocodile! learn the real thing." Nora.

"Ready, tan! Gapapa kan ngebuayain his own future wife." reply Devano.

Nora long wanted to slam her phone because of anxiety, could-can the third grade High School boy hobby once teased him.

Not wanting stomach pains from laughing at Devano's crush, Nora chose to put her phone on the nightstand, then pull the blanket and sleep.

Meanwhile, Devano stared at the ceiling of the room. Somehow he misses Nora so much, Devano also does not understand why he always feels happy when with Nora, maybe for others his feelings are only monkey love, but not for Devano.

Ever since he first met Nora five years ago, Devano has been fond of the girl.

Dev knows, Nora is older than him. But age should not be a problem and a benchmark for someone in love.

Little Devano is very fond of Nora, Nora who is beautiful and very worried that time has now turned into her favorite adult woman.

Long time no reply, Dev chose to send a message again.

"Good sleep, my beloved aunt! don't forget Devano's dream." Devano.

Dev smiled at his cellphone, he was really bucin acute, even though in his school a lot of beautiful women who even put their hearts on him.

Mak sajen mak, let the spirit up!