I Love You, Ma'am Kunti

liliana's sudden return

On the bed Kunia sat dumbly.

His gaze was directed at a glass wall.

Again He was pictured the thing that made his face turn red.

"Haaiiiiiiiss.hhh...!!! Brain, oh brain! You're useless," he cussed himself. I don't know, it's her second day in this house as Devano's wife.

But that doesn't mean he's ready to do it now. More because of the man who never expressed his feelings.

Dunia hit her own head.

What the hell are you thinking? Is it just because you've expressed love and then you want to? Related it?

Oh my... Why does the head fill like this. Hiks– all because of the contamination earlier. The world felt angry on its own.

Until he heard the door open. Make him sit back normally. Yep... The bathroom is in the changing room.

Don't look, don't look at it... (Kun)

Devan smiled faintly, looking at Kunia who had become misbehaved. He who was already wearing his casual clothes stepped closer.

After that, sit next to his wife.

Why is he sitting here, anyway? (Kun)

"Are you angry about that?" Ask Devan.

"No!"

"Then why are you like this?"

Kunia looked over for a while and then turned her face again.

You really don't understand or what the hell? I am obviously ashamed.

"Sorry–" lirih Devan apologized.

Dunia turned, "why are you so sorry."

"Ya– may have made you uncomfortable."

World's silent. He turned his face back, scratching his head. Confused what to talk about?

Because he is also wrong.

"That– is not your fault. I accidentally entered. From the outside, I want to wash my face. Because I didn't hear the sound inside, so I just went inside."

"I'm not angry, actually."

Whether you're angry or not, I'm already embarrassed. You're how the hell!!

Kuni fell silent again, honestly she had not dared to look Devan in the face.

"Mbak Kunti." Devan grabs Kunia's hand. Making the girl turn her head again, but slowly lowering her gaze towards the hand. "Thank you for the good days."

Winking... Winking... His eyes blinked twice. The man spoke with a serious look.

Thought then, "what a fun thing, I didn't do anything."

Devan smiles. He still felt an unusual sensation. But his tongue was stiff to speak. He also pulled the hand, so that the body of Kunia into his embrace.

The world was silent, to be honest when he was still in contact with Anwar, he was once in the man's embrace. But not as warm and comfortable as Devano's embrace.

The man said nothing, other than a breath that was heard hunting near his ear. Kunia felt a thump, especially when Devan's hand gently stroked her hair.

Dev– can you translate this to me. Every hug contains what, love? Or maybe something else? –the world does not dare to interpret itself.

Devan, meanwhile, closed his eyes.

Marrying you is not wrong. I've never been this comfortable. Is it because it is new? I hope not. – Devan tightens his embrace.

There were about five minutes, they hugged. Devan let go of his embrace, looking at the nervous face of Kunia returning her gaze.

I let go of my heart, for the first time to you. Hope you don't break it. kunia...

Like a magic, Kunia's eyes frowned. Accept what Devano would do for him.

Geck... Geck... Geck...

Both aghast. Devan and Kuni turned away those reddened faces at each other.

"Siapay–" exclaimed Devan later.

"It's me, Fendi. Sir," replied a man outside.

Devan did not reply, He just moved without speaking anything and immediately stepped closer to the door.

Kunia herself took a deep breath and then exhaled it.

What was that? Why am I silent. She's she?

Kuni immediately opened the desk drawer, grabbed the mirror and glazed over.

No eye shit. Which means he's really gonna kiss me?

Degs... Degs...

Dunia smiled, she was happy. The kiss had not yet landed on her lips.

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Out...

"What's wrong?" Devan closed the door to his room.

"sorry young master. The lady and the master are back. They want to have dinner together, young Master and Miss Kunia."

Freaky... Mamih said it would be a long time, but why did it suddenly come back? (Devan.)

"Say to mamih, we'll be down in five minutes."

"Good sir." Nodding politely, after which waltzing away. Devan is back in.

In the room, Kunia was holding her necklace pendulum.

A sweet gift from Devano that night, he still consistently wears.

"This ugly necklace you're still wearing. Tomorrow we go to the store, to replace the new one." Devan said that with a happy face, when he saw his gift necklace still coiled around his wife's neck.

"No, you're a waste of money. It's still good."

"Are you not bored? Don't women like to change jewelry?"

"That's for someone else, if I'm one enough. Even if it's worn for decades I won't let go."

"Promise me you won't let go."

"Yes... While it's still good. And not broken. I'll keep wearing it."

"I take hold of your words, as much as possible you should keep them from being lost. That necklace I ordered specifically for."

Kunia. "You got a special message?"

"Yes, there's an initial of our name behind it."

"Oh..." The world turned a little. So this KD is my initials and hers? I think it means the diva top of the homeland.

"Have stopped your admiration, that dime. Let's go downstairs, for dinner. Mamaih's waiting for us."

"Mamih, your mamih is back."

"Ya– let's go down, let's meet him." Smiling happily, he wanted to immediately show his wife to his mother.

"oh. okay." Kunia also came down, she fixed her hair first, before meeting the mother-in-law.

seriate...