I Love You, Ma'am Kunti

darkly alive

Devan rushed back to his house. Pocket some poignant facts about the real life story.

The beautiful shadow of the Mamih that he did not suspect was able to commit a series of crimes. Even very smoothly not sniffed by the police, at all.

Even until this moment he can not believe with his common sense.

I still can't believe that. Mamihy?

Devan shut his mouth, holding back the scattering cries in the back seat.

He remembered that the woman had never scolded him. Never looked at her without a warm smile, a hug that always made her feel happy to have a mother like Liliana. Can't make her deny that Liliana is a good mother, but that was...

Yep... When the papih was still there, Omah was still living in the house. The most complete happiness according to him. A good father, the ever-present Mamih fills his days. And also the Omah who loved him.

Like a clear, cloudless sky. He was very happy in those days.

Until the fateful day of the father. As if, dense clouds also covered the area.

The departure of Papih, in the follow-up eliminate Omah, then last... The disgusting fact he saw the night after his father was buried, which led to the secret marriage of Secretary Erik with the Mamih.

He made a lot of changes in his life.

Her mother began to change, like everyone else. Even though he still calls with a name that never changes... Dear.

Devan lowered his head, letting the clear hairs fall down swiftly, showering the brown envelope containing the photos on his lap. His shoulders shook violently, feeling disbelief.

Did ya? you're not my real mama? is it true that the late mother of Karlin was my real mother?

Devan squeezed the end of the brown envelope. His chest was completely claustrophobic, he was not even able to let out his voice, other than his sobs.

If yes...why did everyone lie to me? What's wrong, if I find out... The woman that Papih always visits his grave, on my birthday is... The woman who gave birth to me.

Crying as much as possible, making Andre look even more pitying. But he could do nothing but let it go.

The facts he heard made him understand. Why are so many spies trailing every move of Devano, or himself.

Apparently, all of this was arranged in such a way. The car is still driving, down a slightly congested road creeping.

Devan at the back sighed, he was trying to normalize himself.

I should really look for, other evidence.

Devan strengthened his heart. To find out more. It doesn't matter if it's the truth that's going to crush his heart after this.

"Andre– we meet notary Evans, now."

"Okay sir" replied Andre afterwards.

***

In house.

Devan walked slowly up the stairs. After his business with the notary Evans was finished he was increasingly made moody.

He said; what Asmia's mother said was true. But I was too afraid to speak.

Evans then recounted all the events of that night, the night that Mrs Briana came to him.

Notary Evans: I just don't want to, Young Master misunderstood. Because that's the limit I know. Regarding the whereabouts of Mrs Briana, I really did not know about it.

Devan opened the door of his room in a doldrums. Kunia was sitting on her bed.

The man did not answer. His empty gaze, led him to continue walking past the confused looking Kunia.

Devan continued to enter his room area, all the words of the mother in the massalalu ringing in his ears. He squeezed his head, feeling frustrated.

Devan: Mamih, I'm going to Manchester, okay? Continuing my studies. Or maybe Harvard... Papih says I can go to school wherever I want.

Liliana: dear, no need to go to Harvard or Manchester university. Our foundation does not have a good university or high school. That can be a good example. If a great kid like you goes to school there too.

Devan clenched both of his hands, strong. Look at her image in front of the mirror.

"He said make an example? Even happily I accepted the proposal though, only given S1 education, while secretly? Zaeni was given a specialist education in Manchester. ...!!! THIS IS THE ANSWER...!!!"

Devan shouted loudly, making Kunia who was standing behind the bathroom door become worried.

What's wrong with her? (World)

inside there was still a sobbing sound.When remembered when in Evans' apartment, they tried to find out Liliana's self-data, including Zaeni also Erik's secretary.

Devan's body went limp for a moment.

all the facts are true. Seen in the civil records, Liliana's previous marriage.

As well as Zaeni's birth certificate, including the man's CV.

"His race... That bastard secretary was indeed her husband, before marrying Papih? And Zaeni their son?! YOAHHHHHH!!!"

praaaaang... Devan smashed the mirror glass until it broke and shattered.

Then yelling, cursing, swearing at them all. The world who was more worried then opened the bathroom door.

Devan was sitting down under the sink, with his hands bleeding after smashing the mirror.

Immediately he approached her, clutching the husband, tightly.

"What's going on? Be calm... Relax, Dev."

The man did not answer him, still as much as in the arms of Kunia.

"Devan, did you destroy everything? why?"

"Sakit–" he murmured. "My heart hurts Kunia. They lied to me, they destroyed my family."

"The... Who?"

"The demons... They all destroyed my family, with nothing left."

Kunia did not understand, but hearing her heart-wrenching cry made Kunia also shed her tears.

"I'm alone, Kunia... I'm alone facing them." Sobbing.

"Relax... Calm down first. I'm here, I'm with you, Dev..." Kunia held her face, raised her direction. "Devs?"

Devan was about to bow again, but was restrained by Kunia.

"You're not a weak man... You're not an easy man to destroy. I believe that."

Devan did not answer, only looking at the wife's face in front of him. His mind is still in a rage. His emotions were completely drained away, making him completely limp.

Kunia rushes to get a small towel, wraps the wound in her husband's hand before helping him get up, then comes out of the bathroom that already looks chaotic there.