BUCIN STARLA'S HUSBAND

STARLA RECOGNITION

Raindrops wet the earth. That day the sky of Jakarta was covered with thick black clouds and strong winds, a sign that soon there will be a rain storm there. It was already six in the afternoon. The whole office is empty. Including a giant company called Andrean Corp.

Juna sat in the office lobby waiting for his boss to come out. Actually Devandra had asked him to go home first, because Juna would do the fitting of the wedding dress. But his heart was not calm when his eyes caught the figure of a red blazer woman standing under the umbrella of a street vendor. The woman believed to be Starla.

"Not come home yet?" Devandra Tuas.

Quickly, Juna woke up and approached Devandra. "Dev, is there anything you should be sure of?"

Devandra frowned, not understanding Juna's intentions.

"What the hell, Jun? I am tired of knowing! Speaking of which," joked Devandra.

Juna takes Devandra out, showing Devandra the woman. And now no longer under the umbrella, but wet because of the rain.

"Stellar, Dev. It's Starla," said Juna loudly.

"Get him to Jakarta, you don't have to hang out! Starla works in Bandung," said Devandra.

Already one week after the tender meeting, Devandra always find out the news of the girl. But not many know. Because according to most people, the girl was very secretive.

"Gue doesn't have time, Jun. Mending you go back to the boutique, I also want to go home," Devandra ordered.

Juna grunted in annoyance. You stubborn. How can Starla come back if she's like this herself? The woman wants to fight, not sweet mouth. Yes, girls?

Devandra then enters Mercy, throwing the suit into the back seat. The car has been in the lobby since five. Indeed, since in his room, Devandra has a bad feeling who knows what. He contacted Papi, Mami, and Cemara asking about their situation. Everything is good, nothing less.

The black Mercy car came out. Juna said, the woman was Starla. That girl looks so messy in there. Devandra stopped her car at the lip of the road taking an umbrella, and quickly approached the girl.

Something's wrong with Starla.

***

It had been three hours since four in the afternoon he was at the bus stop. Look at the tall building in front of him. Some employees from there just got out, maybe it's time to go home.

His eyes. Her hair looks very tangled. What he was thinking about right now was that Devandra wanted to meet him.

"Dev, I'm too naive."

The roar from the sky was so thunderous, Starla was not afraid. He just hugged his body, a gust of wind could defeat the blazer worn. Starla was crying enough on the way, she didn't want to cry anymore.

"Bak, wait for people? I've been standing here for a long time" asked the street vendor.

"Yes, sir."

"Want a drink, Ma'am?" bargain the Father, and avenged by Starla.

"I noticed, Ma'am from earlier looking at the office in front? Waiting for someone there? This maghrib" asked the father again.

"I'm sure he's back out, sir."

The five-footed merchant's father also decided to go home to Starla. He only advised to be careful because the area was prone to begal.

The rain started to fall. Want to take shelter at the stop, but the place feels crowded with people waiting for the bus. The five foot merchant umbrella was no longer there. Starla's got to rain there. His phone will be damaged by rain.

"Dev...," said Starla. The man was about to cross over and Starla was sure Devandra would approach him.

"SHUT UP THERE!" devandra shouted from across there. It made the people at the stop turn to Starla.

Starla's steps that had been about to approach Devandra immediately stopped hearing the interruption. Devandra's been walking from there.

"Starla...," call Devandra soft.

They stood under the same umbrella, channeling each other's longing through that gaze. Devandra was stunned as Starla immediately hugged her tightly.

"Starla?"

Starla had promised not to cry in front of Devandra, but all that was just discourse when Devandra again mentioned her name.. About this day and the four years he spent breaking down his ego.

"Devan, hug me." As Starla's cries escaped, Devandra hugged Starla happily, but she wondered what brought Starla to Jakarta today and cried like now.

"Charlos nyakitin lo? That son of a bitch," urged Devandra.

Starla was completely wet.

****

At about eight in the evening, Devandra arrives at her apartment with Starla of course. The girl was wearing a tanktop wrapped in Devandra's suit from outside. Before returning home, Devandra lets Starla undress her work shirt in the car and she waits outside.

"Lo remember this apartment?" ask Devandra.

"Still." Starla walks ahead of Devandra who is closing the door. The girl sat in the chair.

"Mandi," tell Devandra. "Use warm water so you don't get sick."

Starla noticed the boy's movements. Devandra seemed to be looking for something.

"Search what?" ask Starla.

Devandra. "Lock downstairs. There's no way I'm sleeping on the couch or the same lo."

"... Even though I hate Charlos, I will not be carelessly the same as hers," added Devandra.

Starla smiled faintly. He swallowed his saliva, hearing the innuendo.

"Four years I tried to forget that guy, but the results were nil. He's still in that position, he's still the first for me" Starla said, stepping up the stairs.

Devandra was busy digesting the sentence that came out of Starla's mouth.

"La, say it again!" Devandra Exclamation.

But Starla continued to climb into the room without looking back. Devandra can't hold it anymore.

"Starla!"

The girl gasped as Devandra forcefully pulled her hand, and cornered her to the bedroom door.

"Lo's never engaged, is he the same jerk?" Devan looked at him sharply, according to the real answer.

"ANSWER!" Bugh….. He hit the wall right next to Starla's face.

"YEAH, I'VE NEVER BEEN FIANCEE TO ANYONE! BECAUSE NO ONE WOULD BE AS INTERESTED AS A POOR GIRL LIKE ME."

Devandra closed her eyes, growling stifledly. "Pull the word lo just now or I'm raping you!"

Well, the nagger.

"Dev, I'm not the nineteen-year-old Starla that you can turn to"

Starla glares when Devandra kisses her fast. The guy's patience is over. Devandra kissed her mercilessly, sipping the girl's neck leaving a red mark accompanied by a small bite there.

After the kiss, Devandra carried her like a koala.

"Why lie, hmm?" Her right hand opened the door lever of the room and brought Starla inside.

Devandra sits Starla on the bed, uncoats her black suit from Starla's body and throws it on the dresser.

"Four years you tortured me, Starla." Devandra crawled up to the bed, and the girl retreated slowly.

He took off his clasp which of course made Starla almost scream.

"Dev.." - UH…."

"Fucking miss you so much" whispered Devandra.

The guy again clenched his big lips in front of him. This time Devandra does it very gently and leaves Starla lulled to return her kiss.

The kiss lasted a long time, and now the boy's naughty hand opened Starla's bra hook and poured it on the floor. The kiss eventually moved to the top of Starla's chest.

Starla bellowed as Devandra sipped up to her neckline. Devandra takes off her chin pants and leaves the boxer. The man had even opened his work shirt, displaying tattoos on his body.

Devandra stared intently at the eyes of the girl below. "Gue wants you, Starla. I want to own you completely.”