I Love You, Ma'am Kunti

gold stamp 2

Silence swept through the vast room.

Dev still does not understand, why suddenly the ring is in sight.

The glance moved on Kunia, the woman who was equally confused could only be silent.

"It's been on you, since when?"

Slowly panned at Kuni's point, in response he knew nothing.

"Explain why it's on you." Again Devan asked, he was not angry because Kunia did not say honestly if the ring was on him.

But more to curiosity, where He found this, or maybe from whom he got this thing.

"Dev– I don't know anything. Even I just changed my bag this morning, I took it to the hospital, after that I didn't take anything out anymore. I myself was confused, why could the ring be in my bag."

The brownish netra decreased, looking back at the stamp. He moved quickly, exiting their room without speaking any more. As if I am not sure of its authenticity.

He quickly ran down the stairs to his study.

Braaaackd...

The door was opened violently, he rushed open the drawer then

take one of Omah's official letters, put it on his desk, then press the stamp next to the existing stamp. Look at the logo and color carefully.

"Sama– this is true real gold stamp."

Devan carves a smile, somehow getting his ring back. But it's not important, which is clear with this tool he can get immediately what he wants. Power that can fight that woman.

I'll tear you down, as well as everything. My fake mamih! – Devan firmly grasps the ring. His desire to avenge him began to rise.

Both of his eyes were red.When he looked at the picture of his father, standing next to his grandmother who was sitting in a single chair in red.

I'll take my rights, and save Omah, and then make sure they get their punishment.

Devan rushed to snatch his long blazer, wrapping around a body that only wore gray training pants and a black shirt.

Not to forget he brought all the necessary files, to meet Notary Evans.

In a hurry, he touched his pants pocket. Intentions want to contact Andre, but his phone is left on top.

On the other hand, Kunia walked slowly closer to the door of the work room that was wide open.

A little worried before entering. His eyes looked at the man who was preparing to come out.

"Dev– you want to go? It's your phone." Slowly extended her hand holding the husband's cell phone.

What was on her mind right now was: her husband was angry, thinking he had hidden the ring from her.

The woman bit the lower end of her lips, while the husband approached her who was standing on the lip of the door. Easing the distance between them.

Cold look, as if looking for it.

He's mad, huh?

Devan grabbed his phone, with a slight quick movement. Making the world close their eyes.

"A. I really don't know anything, really. The ring was in my bag. Please don't think badly of me, I can't possibly betray you. There's no way I'd dare to do that." Compassively, Kunia spoke with uncharacteristic fear.

He used to be brave. But not this time, his love for Devano has deepened. If Dev is upset as usual, he may still respond with a joke.

But for the issue of the ring, or related things about the big problem of the husband.

She knew exactly what the wound in her husband's heart was like. So she couldn't possibly dare, taking a hand to betray her husband as well.

The woman nodded, slowly. "Only Delia, Secretary Erik, and lastly Doctor Zaeni."

"Zaeni?"

"I just said hello, to say goodbye when I accidentally met in the hospital hallway." Kunia's hurry explained, as one eyebrow of Devano was raised. He was afraid Devan misunderstood.

Devan was silent, to think.

If Delia's not possible, because she's not home.

But that night, Zaeni was not home... Most likely the one who took it was Secretary Erik. But why did he give it back?

That look was directed again at Kunia. "Have you met long enough with Secretary Erik?"

"No, but when I received a call from you I was left behind a bag in Delia's ward" Kunia replied honestly.

It could be, indeed Secretary Erik. Before this Kunia had a good relationship with Delia, the child was his favorite Secretary Erik.

Not to mention, Kuni said the change of Secretary Erik who began to want to have a good dialogue with him, although only occasionally. –Devan was still stunned to see the face of the wife.

"Dev– you don't think I've hidden this ring, do you? For God's sake, I don't know anything about why the ring is in my bag nor do I know."

Devan holds his wife's body in his arms. Then kissed his head.

"You don't have to be afraid, I trust you. Thank you, Grace, thank you for indirectly helping this ring back."

The world does not understand its meaning.

"I went away just for a while, preparing something. For tomorrow's materials, before meeting with Mamih Liliana."

Grace raised her head. "So that's really the gold stamp you told me about?"

Devan smiled, then nodded. "Yes..."

"Oh my God..."

"I'll be able to take over Omah's company again. I'll lead Diamond's... You want to help me no?

"What?"

Devan whispered something in Kunia's ear, long enough.

The world looks mangosteen, understands. After that, it was silent for a moment.

"I'm not forcing you, baby. If you don't want to, I'm fine."

"I'll try to come to him tomorrow. It seems a bit difficult."

Devan kissed Kunia's forehead.

"Thank you... I hope you're careful, huh? Keep your phone always on..." Devan rubbed his cheeks gently with a worried look.

Kunia nodded, "you too. Careful, my husband."

Devan nodded. Grabbing Kunia's hand kissed her many times.

"I'm the One, yeah. Sleep comfortably, I'm not home tonight."

"Iya–" please be anxious, and Kunia's heavy heart agree.

Devan began to move his feet away from Kunia. With an uncomfortable feeling, but everything he had to do. For the victory of tomorrow. Gather all the evidence of the crime, then meet Notary Evans.

Lord... I hope you protect my wife tomorrow.