I Love You, Ma'am Kunti

wedding

Enough of a leisurely walk. The two decide to return to Kunia's residence.

As usual, Devan will chat and spend the rest of his time playing PS with Kunia or Gentar who is at home.

Until it is not felt, time is getting dark. Devan was saying good-bye.

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In front of the fence, Kunia waited for the man to get into her car. Leaning for a moment on the body of the car, Devan fell silent.

"Prepare yourself. We'll meet again in D-day."

Dunia was silent, she just nodded. I don't know why it's getting closer but he himself feels more doubt. Was the decision he made right?

If not, take it where it will be. A relationship that has been established on a common thread of marriage.

"Take care of your health. Don't ruin our show."

Kunia answered that again with a nod of her head.

Quiet again, before finally venturing forward one step, then grabbed the tiny body of Kunia, hugged her later. Although a little hesitant at the beginning, Devan can still do it. And stroked that short hair.

The deg...! Dunia was surprised, this was the second time the man had embraced her consciously, despite feeling stiff.

"Patience, face me later. And hold on for me. Please, because you'll know what my real life is like. Which may not be what you imagine."

Kunia raised her head slowly, catching the man staring at her. He then returned down.

Devan smiled faintly, he felt comfortable in this position. Yeah, about the feelings he can't admit. But he likes to be close to the girl in his arms.

Returning to release, he then rubbed the head of Kunia quickly and opened the car door. When he was nervous again.

"Come in and rest. Thanks for today." Devan rushes into the car and closes it. The car drove slowly, and left. After honking the horn.

Kunia rubbed her arms, smiling. But after that, it faded again.

"Don't be happy. Don't be– please don't pound." Bunia patted his chest, and walked into his house.

On the other hand, Devan smiled. He touched his chest, remembering the face of Kunia who called him dear with a spoiled tone earlier.

"It– like this? It feels happy, after all this time, my heart is dry?" Devan's getting on that gas pedal. Until the car is speeding up, on the highway that began to be quiet.

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H-days arrived...

All the invited guests had gathered in one of Diamond's famous hotel buildings.

After taking her second wedding vows, this morning. Now comes the time for the wedding reception held in the afternoon.

Although only a few guests attended, without the presence of Liliana or Secretary Erik.

The event continues to run smoothly, decoration and catering have been well prepared.

One of the gratitude that cannot be expressed in words.

In a special room. Both are silent without sound. Withstanding overwhelming nervousness, after officially being husband-wife.

Devano sat in a chair opposite a woman in a white dress, with her shoulders open, before exiting in a few minutes, approaching the guests.

His eyes seemed to be separated from the woman in front of him. Sitting in a dresser chair against the mirror.

Devan grabbed a piece of tissue, then stretched it out to Kunia. The girl raised her head, along with a clear droplet of bulir from one corner of her eye that came out.

"Thank you." Grabbing slowly. "I'm not melow because of what? Just remembering that father's cry. When I hand me over to you."

The girl wiped her tears. "She wants, her only daughter is happy. But?"

Not daring to continue, Kunia chose to go back silent. While Devano's gaze was not at all separated from the girl.

One missed time, I never thought I'd marry any adis.

I even cursed what marriage was, when my love was broken by something indecent I accidentally saw.

I don't believe in love, because my father got a betrayal for that love. (Devan)

His hand was about to grab Kunia's hand, slowly.

But the girl had already sighed, and smiled widely. Making Devan urung.

"Yeah... Never mind. It's our way now, trying for the best results. Even if it doesn't look good? I hope, everyone can accept with a breast."

"You mean?" Ask Devan.

"Ya– if there is no match between us. Isn't the middle path a farewell in a good way?"

"Pull that talk of you! who wants to get married, but to separate?"

"What should? Can you think like that? We swore this morning." Riled up, he also moved. "Stop this silly talk, let's get out now. And stand with me until the end. Until we get older, together."

Dunia was a little incredulous about her last words. The man had already bent his elbow.

I hope that's the right word in your heart. Although not yet clearly stated. What if you? ... Loving me. (World)

He moved and hooked his hand on Devan's flexed arm.

Soon the door was knocked on by a waiter who asked the two to come out. Because the show is going to be happening soon.

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Outside a series of events.

Kunia and Devan spread their happy smiles to all the guests present.

It appears that Ms. Sukaesih and Mr. Gaius received many congratulations from their guests, or guests from the Atala family.

He looked to the left and to the right, looking for someone.

"Did Reni and her mother and her husband not come?" Ask Bu Sukaesih, whispering to Kunia who looks beautiful in her wedding dress.

"I don't know. Let it go."

"Hmmmmm... It's obvious they won't come. Which there is shame."

"Mom don't talk like that. From now on stop thinking about the unimportant."

"Ya– yes..." They still received the handshake from the invited guests, who congratulated him.

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After hours of doing a series of events Kunia and Devan can now breathe a sigh of relief.

Finally their show was over as well. In one of the special rooms used to change clothes earlier.

Devano took off his suit and removed the two buttons on his arm.

After that lay his body on the bed. Loosen the tie too.

Kunia felt awkward she did not dare to sit on the bed, but chose to sit in her dressing chair.

"Aren't you tired?" Devan asked closed his eyes.

"Certainly tired, of course" he answered, no energy.

"Why not rest?"

How I want to rest, there you are. (Kun)

"Later on, I'll change my clothes first."

Devan changed his position, sat down. Then pat the side next to it. "Sit here."

Kunia.

"Here– I'll help release it."

"A–what?" Dunia crossed her hands, covering the chest area. "I can take it off myself."

"Sure you can let go of all the attributes on your head it's–" Devan pointed to the head of Kunia, a sizable crown as well as some other attributes of his head.

Brains ... What do you think? –The world is ashamed of itself because what he thought Devan was going to petrify open his dress.

"Sini–" patted again.

"No need for me to be alone" the girl touched her crown.

Very strong, how is this?

"I say here, I help." Devan moved, approaching Kunia, after which forced the body to turn to face the mirror. Devan also released some tongs that became his saver. "Your hand."

One of Kunia's hands, looked up. Receive that clamp. After all, Devan lifted him up until the crown came off as well.

Fiuuuhhh it feels so light. (World)

Devan put the crown on the table. After that gripped gently on both shoulders Kunia, looking at the face of the woman who had become his wife.

"a–what? it's done, right?" ask Kunia.

"Stage... Can I remove the zipper at the back? You've had a hard time."

"Eh..." Kunia. "No need, I can do it myself."

"Know? I'm so kind, here I help you get rid of everything, too."

Kunia chuckled strangely, then pushed Devan's body slowly. He also walked quickly to the toilet. Devan himself immediately shook his head, smiling thinly.