Heart Fragment

Him, Trapping me?

The scorching sun during the day, makes the glare of every eye that looks. Since noon, the young man with the nose had waited for a very long time. Today, there are job demands that make him have to leave home. Work to negotiate with one of the biggest investors in the city of Bogor.

Compared to Bagas, Devan was clearly more proficient in this one. His carrying that is able to melt all the atmosphere, as well as his way of speaking, makes him more trustworthy to get trust.

This time, he felt that this was the biggest project he had ever worked on. If he cooperates with factories he is used to, then this time it feels much different. Lobby someone to invest in his company, making him have to prepare for all the consequences and possibilities that suddenly exist. Because obviously, not a little nominal. He must prepare for the worst risks ahead.

The shaking of both hands is proof. That cooperation has been very well established. The two men who were very far away, both pulled a line of smiles, then embraced each other like close relatives.

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Devan smiled as he walked out of the office of Mr. Hanan, the investor. At first, Devan thought that what he did would be difficult, but it was not. It all seemed to give him so much ease. Again, he should feel very grateful.

He stepped back down the stairs. Then for a moment, already perched black glasses on the back of his nose. Two o'clock still feels hot, do not want the glare of the sun to hurt his view.

Still walking, he grabbed the device from behind his pants pocket, sending a message to his co-worker, Bagas.

[Success, Bro, thumb emot] Message sent, then briefly seen both ticks in blue.

[Good job] Reply from Bagas.

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Devan's white Fortuner, slowly exiting the vehicle parking lot. He then slipped the earphones in both ears, playing songs to eliminate fatigue. He was in a hurry to go to the hotel provided by Pak Hanan company. Apart from being sultry about taking a bath, he was also quite hungry at the moment.

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Devan tasted and enjoyed every slice of steak he put in his mouth. Occasionally he interspersed with baked potato wedges or a variety of boiled vegetables in chocolate with sambal available. Carrots and chickpeas as an option, in addition to fresh in the mouth, the beautiful color makes the sensation of eating more interesting. After finishing the meal, he grabbed a glass of water, to neutralize his mouth and throat.

When he sipped water, his gaze seemed to be disturbed. The two men grabbed a girl, sitting cross-legged not far from where she was eating, giving her a difficult look to describe.

Devan again put the glass that almost toilet contents. Then squinted both eyes, staring more clearly at the subject not far in front of him.

The familiar face then drew a line of smiles. The girl who was chosen by her mother stood up from her place. Her straight hair falls over both exposed shoulders. The bright red clothes, looks more and more radiate the white skin of his body that sparkles. Shorts above the knee, with a sexy hip shape like a Spanish guitar, make Devan immediately had to turn his eyes down. Instead of gaining tranquility, again he had to swallow his own saliva. When looking at the smooth white feet it looks more tempting with high-legged shoes that string in the twine to the calf.

"Hi, A," he called when he got close to Devan. His voice was deliberately made so soft to attract the attention of the man in front of him.

"Can join?" ask her while smiling. Not yet Devan replied, the girl had pulled the chair then sat neatly with her legs crossed. I don't think Devan needs to answer anymore.

"What are you doing here?" devan asked while looking in wonder.

"Eryn, again playfully," the girl replied with a fixed focus on looking fixedly at Devan. A look at the young man. Hopeful, passionate too.

Eryn bit his own lower lip while playing his plump fingers over Devan's old drinking water glass. For a second he did not want to take his eyes off, from staring at the young man who had made him very challenged.

The pain of his heart over Devan's rejection at that time. Makes her excited to have. Either way, he doesn't care.

"I want to go to the room first" Devan said as he got up from his seat. Risih saw Eryn who was still aggressive as when he first met.

"Bareng, yeah," Eryn shuffled along. For a moment, his hand was already coiled on Devan's right arm.

"You're what the hell!" On the rough edge of Eryn's hand. Making the girl in disbelief, also feeling her heartache.

"Aa' ihh, why so rude," said Eryn.

Devan breathed slowly. "You're not polite" he later sighed.

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"You're fine, right? If you are bosen, just walk the same as Rani," said Devan in front of the screen. He was doing a videocall with his parents at home.

Mamah. To be honest, he was missing someone other than his own son.

"Mom why? What do you want when Devan comes home?" Devan asked again after he saw the sadness of the mama's face.

"Mamah kangen Nayla" said the old woman.

"Oh my mother!" Devan smiled amusedly. He then put a smile on his lips. Honestly, he also wanted to say that.

"You get married quickly, you already want it very much" said Mamah Devan again.

The young man then chuckled. He did not expect, even his own mother also supported him. Devan thought his mother would become resentful, as he and Nayla had only been pretending all along. Devan's mind was wrong. His mother loved them both very much.

Smiles appear there. Belongs to an old woman, who was once depressed in love affairs. She and her smile can get back together, when her young man gives her so much love. Devan son is just his puppet. Not only pride but also the source of his current strength.

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Devan has been in Bogor for two days. Do his job for another day. Today he had a meeting at Mr. Hanan's company.

For two days he met Eryna. The girl who just suddenly came, was also aggressive every time near Devan. Makes the young man very uncomfortable, because his maleness instinct is always provoked every look at Eryna. The girl was too open in terms of looks. It was also too tempting every time he spoke.

During his time in Bogor, he never once contacted Nayla. He was anxious to make the girl long, as he was tormented with each second waiting for her answer.

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"Last day, right? Come on, we're having fun" Eryna bargained. Plays his own lips on his drinking glass. Makes those red lips even wetter

"No Ryn, thank you," Devan refused. Circulating his gaze around, some people he knew greeted him with a raised hand. He also saw some others were prancing following the explosive sound of music.

"Come on, just a little bit," teased Eryna again. Devan shook his head, taking his eyes off Eryn's ever-open neck.

Last day in Bogor. Devan is getting an invitation to eat with a friend of Pak Hanan's office. Eating at the cafe? Devan never thought about it.

Devan did not expect that Eryna also came in for the invitation. Although he said to eat, not infrequently also interspersed with what is called a drink.

"The night is getting colder, try a little to warm yourself up." A glass to Devan, containing a drink that he said warms.

Devan continued to refuse. He wanted to leave the place that made him uncomfortable, but there was a sense of reluctance, considering he was a newly arrived invited guest.

He was no longer tasteful at a mixed event like this. Coupled to Eryna's aggression that must be avoided many times.

"Corrus juice, will you?" Eryn asked while whispering.

"No," said Devan again.

Eryn passed away shortly. Devan enjoys his solitude. His mind was back on Nayla, he used to meet in a place like this. Devan smiled to himself.

"Hi, Bro!" Someone from behind. Aslan, Mr. Hanan's men.

They then chatted casually. Occasionally tasting snacks presented.

"No drinking, right? Orange juice would you like?" Bargain Aslan while thrusting a glass at Devan.

The young man grabbed and accepted. Without thinking of anything, if the juice has been mixed with powdered concoction.

A sip, two gulps, his gaze then blurred. For a moment, he was unconscious.

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"You, why the hell always rejects me" eryna's voice sizzled. The red-tailed lentikari stroked Devan's sleeping face slowly.

In instead of buttons Devan's shirt one by one. The unconscious young man, lying helplessly on the soft bed of the hotel room.

"You, you, even prefer that village girl to me," said Eryn cynically.

"So far, no one has rejected me, but, you!" Eryna was emotionally disturbed. He rumbles to recall Devan's words as well as the young man's rejection of him. "Making me want you more" he whispered in Devan's ear.

He then ruffled his own hair until it looked tangled and messy. Then take off her top clothes. Until it looks only underwear wrapped in skin. Thought of his own device, selfie many times with Devan who was sleeping closed. Also filming the video, his lips traced every inch of Devan's face.

He chuckles amusedly. His mind imagined Nayla's expression as he looked at Devan's photos and videos with her.

"Do you know if your name and my name are contaminated? You also have to think a lot about your feelings at home, especially if they are related to our actions with your work? Hihih." Eryna laughed again.

He then grabbed Devan's device, then with a cynical smile he typed in a message.

[I'm going to marry my lover, you don't expect anything else ] Just as soon as the blue tick looks. The message sign from Devan's number has been read on Nayla's device.

"I told you not to turn me down, right?"

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