I Love You, Ma'am Kunti

stamp ring

When Devan and Kunia were about to come out, the woman held Devan's hand to hold him back from coming out first.

"I see your middle finger a little chafed."

Devan lifted a little. "Where?"

"Itu–" pointed at the redness on his middle finger.

"Geez, I didn't realize it."

"Take off the ring first. Later it becomes an infection," Kuni pulls the arm, bringing Devan to sit on the bed. "Shortly, let me get away with it."

Devan looked at the woman who was now crouching before him, slowly removing the ring.

"Sssssssssshh..."

"Eh... Is it sick?" Reflex releasing.

"No–"

"Then why did you grimace earlier."

"Just get on." Devan smiled at jail. "It continues."

"Iiisssssh, basic!" Again, Kunia let go slowly. "Yuup... Irrespective. The ring is heavy too."

Devan smiled, not answering. He was more focused on looking at Kunia who was back on the move, put her ring on the table and then walked towards the medicine box.

He was rude, apparently not. (Devan)

Kuni takes some of the necessary, such as wound cleaning fluid, and cotton.

"I don't find any ointment here."

"Let me tell people to buy it. Now come here, clean my wounds."

"Iya–" closed the medicine box again after it came back closer to the husband.

Willing to squat, but in the hold.

"Just sit next to me" he said, slowly pulling the body to sit by his side. Devan sat on his side. With one leg he crossed, while the other straight down the bed.

Ctaaaq... Ctaaaq... Kunia unsealed the wound cleanser.

"Can't you? Here I open."

"No, I can– you think I'm a spoiled woman who can't open this lid, what?"

"You're being too independent, anyway?"

"Because I don't like to trouble others." Kraaakk... The seal is open. "No, could. Easy for me."

"Suell up." Devan sighed. After that Kunia poured a little on the cotton she held, and smeared slowly.

"Sssssssssshh..."

"Eh... Asking, huh?"

"No. I just love to see you panic." Chuckles.

"You're a bitch." Pressing fast.

"Let's... It really hurts."

"Ckckl... He said it didn't hurt, but I wanted to squeeze it hard."

"Hei– really hurts, if pressed like before. You're this huh?"

Kunia chuckled, again she rubbed blisters on the sidelines of the middle finger.

"Now don't wear the ring."

"Emmm, okay."

"That's dong, nurut. It's good to feel." Kunia smiled, clutching the antiseptic bottle in her hand. Devan was slightly stunned, after which landed a kiss on Kunia's cheek.

cupp's...

The eyes of the world widened. It froze.

"Thank you..." Lirih, he said that.

"You?" Pointing towards Devan, making the pointed one chuckle. Move, and pull Kuni's hand later.

"Come on out, we're waiting at the dinner table." Holding his wife's wrist while smiling in front.

Feeling anxious with the stiff expression of Kunia when she was being held by him.

***

In the dining room...

I thought, 'Mamihnya Devan doesn't like me? Ah... No Kunia. Don't think bad just yet. (Kun)

"Finally, Mamih could go home quickly. It's good to see you." Liliana spread a smile that seemed more cheerful, directed at her son.

"Mamih said he wanted to take a long time." Devan said, the man scratched his forehead. Making Liliana's gaze focus there.

That kid didn't wear his ring? (Lilina)

"Yes, you know what? Mamah didn't calm down for too long there. Because of the guilt of not being able to accompany Mamih's favorite son, on his wedding day."

Devan smiled wryly. He said his favorite son. It seems wrong, the name has not moved to Zaeni?

"Sit down, we have dinner together." Liliana pulled out her chair for Devano, and let the woman next to her keep quiet. Devan did not immediately sit down, he instead held his wife's shoulders closer to the chair and pushed her down to sit.

Liliana looked coldly at Kunia. His eyes showed his dislike.

"Be closer to my wife. Let Dev sit in the other chair." Smiling, after that pull up his own chair next to Kunia.

"Okay, please eat." He said softly, while sitting in his chair.

The world doesn't care about the Madam here, but the man in front of her. Yes Secretary Erik, who is he? Husband or what? Why not make a sound at all, his face stiff like a canoebo dried.

But swiftly grabbed the plate in front of Liliana, putting rice for her as well as some other side dishes. Dev elbowed Kunia's hand making her gasp.

"Eat–"

"Yes." Yeah." Lirih, Kuni opened her bowed plate.

Dinner was very stiff, even making him miss the figure of his mother and father. Especially the menu this time there is a Padang sauce gurame.

Normally, I would cut the meat for me. (Kun)

It appears Devan cut the meat of the gurame, choosing the most meat after that put on the plate Kunia.

The woman turned her head, Devan returned to spooning the rice.

"Eat a lot. It's your house too, so there's no need for Jaim." Devan puts a fair amount of rice on Kuni's plate. The girl smiled, happy.

No matter my mother-in-law. Most importantly, Devan really kept his promise. He treated me well. (A flattered girl.)

A few minutes, after that...

They're done eating. Liliana rubbed her lips, removing the remnants of food and water, after drinking mineral water from her glass.

He cleared his throat for a moment, starting a pleasant conversation.

"Dev– you're not on your honeymoon?"

"No, I want to spend some time at home. After all, I've started working."

"Is that so?" Shut up again, then glanced at the fruit that was in front of Devano. "Darling, I want that apple. Can you get me one?"

Without waiting for Dev to reach him. Although he knew, this was a tumben. because usually, Mamih asked the waiter to get it.

"Thank you" Lili grabbed it. "Where's your ring?"

"Ring?"

"Yes? Mamih just felt it was striking. So fitting doesn't look like anything's missing." Chuckles.

"This middle day is scuffed.. So it must be released first."

"Is that so? Could be, because the raw material of the ring is not suitable. So that it causes irritation. should just be left to Mamih, later let mamih change the new one."

"It seems unnecessary, Mih. Dev likes his models. And anyway, it's a gift?" Dev was speechless, he glanced towards Secretary Erik.

"Whose gift?"

"Giving a special sculptor," he replied.

Shit...! I almost slipped. Because Ms. Asmia once said, I should never give up the ring, or tell you who gave it. Even on mamih. (Devan)

Liliana smiled. "Mamih just wanted to change the ring material. If you like the gem, it's okay, it'll still be there."

"No Mih, no need..." Devan moved, holding the hand of Kunia. "We're done eating, we'll excuse us." Both of them immediately sauntered away from the dining room, leaving the woman who was still staring straight ahead.

"Fendi?"

"I, Mistress?" Approaching.

"Have you done what I told you to do?" He asked softly, while staring intently towards Kuni and Devan.

"Yes, Madam. As you asked," that answer made Liliana smile.

"Erik– try to get you that ring, tonight. When a small commotion occurs," he said.

"Ya– my wife" replied Erik. Liliana reviewed her sly smile, while lifting up the glass filled with mineral water after that chugging it down.

seriate...