I Love You, Ma'am Kunti

memories of the past

After being quite satisfied, spending the remaining time in the family home Kunia, Devan went home.

He smiled faintly as he looked at the still crowded street. Given the many fun things that can be done in that simple house.

Yes, his feelings get much better when he gets into the warmth of the Gaius family. That's what he thought, after getting to know the girl he initially thought was bad for him, and intended to make it an entertainment field while in the office.

but then, that ridiculous thought changed. Maybe because this was the first time, he could feel the normal life of a family, which he had never felt in his entire life.

Since childhood, he has known only one rule in life. To be a good boy, and obey all that has been outlined by the Atala family. And it always made her feel bored, the caring mother made her the only goddess in the house. Although not infrequently it will be indifferent when only the two. But when Devan whines that woman called Mamih will smile warmly and look at her with a gaze that can not be interpreted by the mind of little Devano, because he knows? That is the image of a mother's love. Give a warm kiss, then ask the caregiver to take him out of the room where he sits.

"Ah... Why do my thoughts go back to the past? But in retrospect, Mamih never said she loved me." Devan scratched his slightly wrinkled forehead.

Because all this time, there were only smiles and smiles. He never even once got angry with her, as hard as he was against the woman's desire not to marry Secretary Erik. All he remembered was a sad look and then a gentle speech.

I'm sorry, Devan. You need a companion who can help you manage all the businesses and companies of Papih heritage.

The words came out, without a single tear dripping. Even when he threatens, will leave the house. The mother was silent, there was no reaction to chase him out of the work room in the main house.

Devan, the teenager who stopped his steps, turned back to look at the inappropriate scene of his mother hugging Erik. The hand was clenched back.

"Does he really care about me? Is a busy mother always like that?" He shook his head, as hard as Bu Sukaesih to his daughter, he still gave large meat to Kuni, even though it was above his rice.and then when Dumbar pricked her, he still gave a big meat to Kuni, Bu Sukaesih was still defending his own daughter, by giving Dentar a punishment in the form of a jewel.

Devan recalls the events of his teenage years, when Zaeni accidentally hit his beloved cat dead in the courtyard of the house with the car he was driving.

# Flashback is on...

A teenager immediately widened his eyes, his hand holding a package of food for his cat fell.

When he saw the white Persian type lying, and hit the front tire of his stepbrother's car.

Braaaac...

Zaeni closed the door of the car back after exiting.he immediately ran forward, peeking under his tires.

"God..." Zaeni looked pias, when he found Devan's favorite cat was crushed to death by the tire of the car he was driving.

"You–" Devan's lips trembled, his tears dripping. With nanar, full of anger he still bent staring at the carcass of the cat, which became the last gift of his birthday before the father died.

"Devs?"

"You killed him?"

"For God's sake. I didn't mean it."

"YOU KILLED HIM...!!!" Devan who ran and directly beat the man blindly. Then gripped the clothes on Zaeni's collar. The man was already bleeding on his part, nose and lips. Because Zaeni was just silent, there was no intention to avoid Devan's punch let alone retaliate.

"I'm sorry, I'm really sorry. I promise I'll replace it with a new one."

After Erik's secretary opened the door for LilIliana, the woman went straight out and quietly stared at the two of them, expressionless.

"What's going on?" Ask later.

"He killed, the cat giving Papih. I can't accept this, I beg you Mih? Get rid of this sikeparat. Get out of our house!!!" Hentak Devan, who still broke into tears.

Lady Liliana approached them. Seeing Zaeni's condition for a moment, he reached out his hand to the man who was still drooping below to invite him to wake up.

"Dev, Mamih knows you're sad because of this. But you shouldn't beat your stepbrother up like this." he said gently, as usual.

"Mamih defended her?" Devan asked in disbelief. Because of that speech, it has been described if the mother gave a defense to the man who is now standing while holding his sick stomach.

Liliana was just silent, she turned to the waiter who had run over and then asked Zaeni to enter. Then he looked at Devan again.

"Dev– Mamih has thought of all." His gaze changed softly. "Maybe? You don't feel at home here. Because there are new people. So, after this you'll go with a special doctor, and stay with him for some time."

"A–what? What did Mamih say, just now?"

Liliana increasingly displayed a sad look, full of sadness on her face.

"I'm sorry, with a heavy heart. Maybe you should leave the main house. To heal your heart wounds. It's for your own good, too Devan."

Devan shook his head, stepping back.

"Are you going to throw me out?"

"No .. not like that, dear." Liliana's hand was slightly stretched out to him.

"No ... You want to throw me away. And replace it with a new family. Like you fired all the servants, as well as the other staff in this house, then replaced it with a new one...!!"

"You misunderstood me, baby. Mamih just didn't want to, you being the rough boy you are today, Mamih was saddened by your change of attitude. That's why Mamih feels that you need some handling."

"I don't want to...!!! I don't want to...!!" Devan sauntered away, taking the time to stare at the mean-spirited middle-aged man who was still standing near their car.

"Based on you son of a bitch, you sly old man!!" Bump Devan on Erik's secretary, then continue his steps while crashing his shoulders before passing him.

## Flashback is off...

Devan stepped on the brake pedal, because the red light was in front.

He sighed. He should not remember past events. At first glance something happened. A middle-aged woman, who once took care of him and put him in an apartment. Yes, a special female chef who works for her grandmother.

"Mother Asmia– now where does he live?" He murmured, still daydreaming. Before he finally regained consciousness because the horn in the rear car rang, making him realize that the lights were back green.