I LOVE YOU, MY ASSISTANT

Chapter 72's

Her morning.

Tok to tok.

The sound of the door on the knock from the outside, a sign of a guest.

''Yes for a moment, '' said a woman who was about to open the door.

Ceklek (door opened from inside).

''Who?'' asked Mommy Salsa frowned.

''Good morning Aunt, I'm Devan, I'm Miss Salsa's personal assistant. I want to pick up Miss Salsa Aunt, Devan said.

''Is it not too early? Even Salsa has not woken up. Oh yeah, Salsa's not going to the office today. Because today her future husband will be here, said Mommy Salsa.

''Prospective husband?'' devan parrot.

''Yes Dev. What if you just take Aunt shopping. Aunty wants to shop a lot today, because the prospective aunt would like to come here, said Mommy Salsa who was immediately familiar with Devan.

''Tap---,''

''There is no buts. Later the aunt who told Salsa that Aunt who ngajak you, said Mommy Salsa.

''Good Auntie, '' said Devan to surrender.

''You go in first yes, Auntie wants to get ready first,'' said Mommy Salsa invites Devan into the house. Devan just cut it. He sat his ass on the living room couch.

Mommy Salsa went upstairs to get ready. Devan immediately took his cell phone to call Salsa.

Tut tut tut tut's.

''Why are you being lifted? is Salsa really still sleeping? Salsa usually wakes up at this hour. Did he avoid me because he wanted to be made a match. Akhhh I can go crazy if it continues like this, Devan inner. He pulled out his well-groomed hair.

''Auntie is ready, we are leaving now Dev, '' said Mommy Salsa.

''Good Aunt, '' said Devan.

He immediately walked to the car Devan parked in the yard. Devan opened the door for his future father-in-law.

''Thank you Dev, '' said Mommy Salsa.

After a few minutes they arrived at the largest shopping center in the city of Jakarta. Mommy Salsa asks Devan to come inside.

Mommy Salsa chooses vegetables and meat that will be cooked later. While Devan pushes the trolley behind Mommy Salsa.

''Sa, why haven't you called me so far?'' devan's mind is not calm.

After a while of shopping, Mommy Salsa invites Devan to breakfast first. They enjoy a chicken soto not far from Salsa's house.

Mommy Salsa is from Indonesia. He also comes from a simple family. His father was a chicken trader. Until finally he met the Caucasian who is now Daddy Salsa.

After breakfast, they went straight home. After arriving home, Devan immediately took out all the groceries Aunt Farah, Mommy Salsa.

''Please put it in Dev's kitchen, '' said Aunt Farah.

''Well Auntie, '' said Devan walking towards the kitchen. Along the way he hopes to meet Salsa in the kitchen, but Devan's hopes don't come true.

''Where's salsa? is he really avoiding me? Is it true that he has been betrothed?'' those questions perch in Devan's brain.

After putting all his groceries away, Devan rushed to the living room to say goodbye to Aunt Farah.

''Auntie, I said first, all the groceries I have put in the kitchen, '' said Devan.

''Thank you Dev, '' said Aunt Farah smiling at Devan.

Devan exited the house, walking to where his car was, but as he opened the door, someone upstairs called him.

''Devan!'' call Salsa.

Devan looked for the source of the voice calling out to him. He saw Salsa on the balcony of his room. Devan looked at him expressionlessly.

''Ck, he's still mad at me, '' said Salsa immediately downstairs to meet Devan.

''What are you doing here?'' salsa asked senselessly. Yes, it was clear to pick him up, every day Devan would come to this house to pick up Salsa.

''Pick you up, '' said Devan flatly.

''Van you are still angry with me?'' ask Salsa.

''Why be angry, '' said Devan.

''I guess you are still angry with me, said Salsa smiling sweetly towards Devan.

''I want to ask you. Who will be here?'' devan asked, looking at Salsa.

''Who will be here later? Who's that?'' salsa asked back because she didn't understand Devan's question.

''Don't go back to Sa. Who is that man?'' asked Devan coldly.

''Where's? Which man?'' ask Salsa who does not know the direction of Devan's conversation.

''The men who will come here. Who will be in a match with you, said Devan staring at Salsa Datar.

''Who would want to be married to me?'' ask Salsa who doesn't understand. Salsa was confused by Devan's always half-measure speech.

''I asked you Sa. Why are you even asking me, said Devan in a high tone.

''I really don't understand what you're saying, Van, '' said Salsa confused.

''This morning I drove your Mommy to go shopping, she said your future husband would come here, Devan said.

''Yes my future husband wants to come here, '' said Salsa casually.

''You want to play Sa?'' devan asked, looking at Salsa.

''What the hell do you mean?'' salsa asked raising her next to her eyebrows.

''Why do you know someone else. We are now lovers. Why do you have to stay in me Sa, said Devan lirih.

''Jesus, you must have misunderstood Van again. The one who wants to come here later my future husband is you. And I'm not in the same match as someone Van. Yesterday I told Mommy if you want to come here later, yes Mommy is excited to welcome her former candidate, said Salsa explained.

''So you're not in soul mate?'' ask Devan to make sure.

''I'm not. It is the time of Siti Nurbaya what, '' said Salsa upset.

''Now we are going inward. I know you as Mommy as my future husband, said Salsa pulled Devan's hand, and Devan just complied.

Arriving inside Salsa's house immediately called her Mommy.

''Mom, Mom, '' call Salsa.

''What's the matter dear?'' ask Mommy Farah who came up from the kitchen.

''Eh Devan why go back? is anyone missing?'' ask Aunt Farah.

''Mom, actually Devan is Salsa's future husband, '' said Salsa.

''But this morning Devan said that he was your assistant, which one is this?'' tanya Aunty Farah was confused.

''Devan was indeed my personal assistant Mom, and concurrently became my lover. He is also a protector to me Mom, Salsa said.

''So this is Devan you told me about yesterday? Oh my sorry Mommy yes Dev, Mommy does not know if you are the future husband of Mommy's child, said Aunt Farah.

''It's okay Auntie,'' said Devan.

''Don't call Auntie, call Mommy Salsa and call Mommy Farah.

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Directly in blessing.

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