I Love You, Ma'am Kunti

an offer 2

Still in an awkward atmosphere, Kuni blinked once, then chuckled.

"What are you laughing at?" Ask Devano, flat.

"No. It's just, you came up to make my heart drop. Haha." Kuni tries to rebuff, if Devan is really going to marry her. Yep... Because he couldn't have seriously asked her to marry him. "Don't joke around again, with a joke like that. Not very good for a woman's heart, you...Haha."

"stop that laugh. You think I'm kidding?" Devan was determined, which then made Kunia stop her laughter. He also has a waist.

"Of course– and it's not funny!!"

I've been lied to by Anwar. No more, I will not be fooled again by men. Especially this snot boy. (Kun)

"Hey Mbak Kunti's... Me this?"

"Stop...! Don't continue anymore." Kuni stopped Dev's words by pointing out her five fingers, taking one step back.

"Me?"

"Aaaa– I said don't say anything. Do you realize that I am four years older than you? FOUR YEARS!!!" He even showed his four fingers in front of Devan, to convince the man. If they never fit. "Did you call me Ma'am?" Later connections.

"I say this precisely with a high level of consciousness." Devan answered casually without any burden.

"If you realize why you want to marry me, there are a lot of women out there who are younger than me? More beautiful." anyway."

Good Kuni, reject him... It's enough your heart's been torn apart because of that jerk guy. No more, I don't want to aggravate the wound in my heart anymore. (Kun)

Devan sighed, how to explain. Indeed this girl is not like other girls, who often approach her just because she is handsome and money. That's why He needs the World, to be made a couple. Because the inheritance from the grandmother will go down when she is married.

And an unexpected meeting with Kunia seemed to make way for him, towards Diamond's commissioner's seat.

Ah... I miss Omah. Until now the case of the disappearance of Omah alone has not been revealed. Is it true that Erik's secretary has reported the loss? I don't think so.. –sejenak Devan remembers his grandmother.

"It's done, right? Now we better just go home." Kuni behind the body he walked stiff like a robot left Devan who only mute.

You think I'm gonna give up? Let's see it later. (Devan)

back he put on his sunglasses and then stepped following Kunia who increasingly accelerated his steps when he knew the man was getting closer.

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A walk home, which made the girl even more awkward. He did not even dare to glance at Devan, and preferred to tilt his body slightly facing the side glass. Both hands held tightly, the seat belt that crossed at the chest to the waist.

At first glance, Kunia recalled the early days of Anwari expressing love in front of her friends first. Really then, like all numb joints. His body was limp, increasing with an irregular heart rhythm. When he first got the expression of feelings from a man who never even once greeted him. Moreover, the man can be said to be quite famous on campus, making almost all students who see him feel envious.

Then now? the same is true of Devano. The man who never expressed his feelings at all, never showed his sweet side? Suddenly, they get married. The world shook quickly.

He's crazier than, Anwar... Yeah, that's true. If Anwar used to ask me to date without further ado in class before the lecturer came in. Even if it's a sweet confession. But the truth is, the end of my relationship and her is not at all sweet. It infused a deep wound into my heart.

Kunia was stunned, she could not easily believe Devan's words. After all, Devan is not the type of guy who is easy to guess. There is no one attitude that shows that the man really meant it.

"Emmm... I'd better get down there." Kuni pointed at the direction of the alley. Namu Devan was silent. Entering the gate welcome to enter the complex.

What a disobedient young man! He really wants to drive me home? Aaaa... How is this? (Kun)

Feeling anxious and unwell when he who was in the sports car owned by Devan began to enter a fairly densely populated area.

The head and neck follow the direction the car is going. It is clear they are wondering, who luxury car would enter this area?

And they arrived in front of Kunia's house.

Bu Sukaesih who was watering ornamental plants also widened his smile. Especially when Dunia gets out of the car. He stopped working to welcome them both.

"Good afternoon mother." Say hello to Devan politely. Where the lips of Kunia directly forward when hearing that. Pouted him.

Have you called my mother by the name, mother? (World)

"So late, Caman..."

"Uncle?" Devan's confused.

"Mantu candidates. Hehe." Bu Sukaesih laughed, while patting the shoulder of his daughter who was glaring at him. "Woaaaah... This is what I like, if Kuni goes with you. Must have looked something else."

"Other, how do you mean mom?" Ask Devan, confused.

"Yes, leave the ash bath. Go home to Cinderella. Different when with the benalu, leaving cheerful? He came home like a tangled thread, so hungry again."

"Mom– I told you not to talk about it anymore." Kuni slightly stomped with her stifled voice.

"Indeed why? That's a fact of the matter." Ms. Sukaesih pulled on Kunia's arm, putting the girl away for a moment. "How's the show?" Ask Ms. Sukaesih to Devan.

"Slightly boring. I'd rather linger here."

Hin...! Very clever licking. You little boy. (World)

"Haha... Obviously, I'd rather be here. Would you like some dinner tonight with us in this house?"

"Mother's that, should it?"

"Can. If I don't bother." Cut Devan.

"Oh... Obviously not. I'll make a special dinner. After finishing watering these mother's favorite plants."

Devan mangosteen. He looked around for a moment. There are many orchids in one of the gazebos made of bamboo. Especially for laying orchids owned by Bu Sukaesih.

"Mom likes orchid plants?" Devan turned to Bu Sukaesih.

"Like very much, son. All kinds, that's all. Because the price is not cheap so only have some kind."

Devan mangosteen. "Omah I also really like orchid type plants. I'll give one to mom."

"Oh... Did ya? Want, mom is very willing. What kind of orchid is it?"

"Actually there are many, but because it is not managed so on dead. And now only one or two left. The cheapest. That's a black orchid."

"Hit–Hit?" Ms. Sukaesih stuttered. "A... ang... black orchid? You said the cheapest?" Ms. Sukaesih looked at Kunia, with her pajamas. "Ser... That hundred million, Kun, the price? Cheap said He?" Bisik Bu Sukaesih on Kunia. While Kunia could only help but laugh at her mother's limp-looking expression.

"Yes... The average omah is above two to three billion, unfortunately many die. Maybe there's only one or two left."

"God... That money is for orchids? And die anyway." Ms. Sukaesih wanted to cry when she heard that.

They continued chatting until Bu Sukaesih finished watering the plants.