
...CHAPTER 41...
...There Will Be No Marriage Between Us...
"Udeh Non, udeh... Let it be all the Aunts who work. Later Non soy sauce is already malem.." titah Bi Sari stopped the movement of Silvia's hands that are still fun to wash some glasses and dirty dishes in the sink. After he finished wiping the dining table.
Bi Sari did not want to see Silvia who continued to help him in the kitchen as usual when he often stayed at the Villa first. Bi Sari is not good later can get reprimanded Early. Dini loved Silvia very much. His attention was so great towards his only son-in-law. Because Dini said, the face and nature of Silvia is almost similar to the late little princess who had died, energetic, intelligent and also soft heart. In addition, Dini also owes her life, considering she almost lost her life by robbers some time ago.
Every after breakfast or dinner together, Silvia was always attractive to help Bi Sari even though there was a young maid there who was also on duty to clean up.
But Silvia did not care what they said, that night she deliberately wanted to linger in the kitchen for the sake of not wanting to meet Devan, who maybe her husband was waiting for her in the room.
"No papa Bi, anyways this is a little more, responsibility." Silvia relaxed, while continuing her work again.
After finishing cleaning the dishes and glasses, Silvia grabbed a dirty pan on the stove, who had just used Bi Sari to warm the leftover food that will be brought home by the waiter who is in charge of cleaning the house and yard because they do not live in the house of his employer. Except for Bi Sari who is indeed living with the Devan family, because his house is far from the city.
"Eeeh udeh Non, that's just for Auntie!" prevent Bi Sari again take a quick wok that Silvia wanted to take earlier. Honestly, the middle-aged woman was very upset when there were people who always denied her talk.
If this continues what should he do, if all the nothing Silvia did? Bi Sari does not want if later he is nicknamed the blind salary eater. It's nice not to work but still get paid every month.
"Udeh mendingan now Non break aje. Later found out the madam can be berabe! Auntie's getting scolded too!" his grunts bent his face.
"Iye Bi iyee." Silvia stopped her activities while smiling at the cute assistant.
Silvia did not want Bi Sari to be more upset with him and become high blood because he did not obey what his words were.
"It's very chatty this one's mother.." joked Silvia while pinching the pinched cheek of the kingpin who began to wrinkle it.
"Eh, I told you, ngeyeel!" Aunt Sari patted the back of Silvia's hand. They feel like close friends.
"Yes my dear aunt.. Udeh yee ngomelnya later face cute so wrinkled you know!" canda Silvia who is getting anxious with her ART behavior.
"Yee..emang Aunty has tue, yes it must have been a lot of wrinkles!" his dream was joking, Silvia who heard him then chuckled amusedly.
There was no day without joking around with Bi Sari. Silvia grew more at home with the Devan family, and more afraid of losing their affection. Moreover, the kindness of his two in-laws towards him all this time. Silvia seems to have got a replacement for her parents who have been long gone. Silvia is really happy living with them.
Especially if he remembered his miserable life. His desire to get divorced from Devan was, as if he disappeared somewhere, floated far away by the wind.
Could it be that Silvia had to accept Devan and forgive his error. Then fight again her husband full of passion. Yes, even though Silvia knew Devan's love was greater for Cathrine. But is he greedy, if he wants his only Devan to be his?
With a lazy step, Silvia climbed the stairs and grabbed her bedroom door handle and Devan. Before opening the door and entering the room. Samar hears Devan's voice talking on the phone.
A caring and gentle voice, how confident that the one on her phone right now was her lover. Silvia stopped opening the door, preferring to wait for her husband's conversation to finish while leaning his back against the side wall of the outside door of their room.
Silvia was pensive, clenching her eyelids tightly, recalling the expression of love Devan had told her earlier this afternoon. Was it really from the bottom of his heart? Or is it just an impingement?
Before long he was stunned where he stood, not realizing Devan had come out of their room with neatly dressed and fragrant. Suddenly he was surprised to see Silvia who was already standing beside the room door.
"Sil, Silvia?!" Devan was shocked, his face a little pale and so wrong behavior. Silvia turned her face flat. It felt reluctant and lazy to look at the face of her husband who did not have the principle of life.
"You want to get out?!" ask without looking at Devan.
"Eh, i-yes..." Devan nodded awkwardly.
"Emh... Yes, be careful on the road." said Silvia briefly, still with a cold attitude, Silvia went into the room indifferently without asking again.
Devan was astonished, because Silvia did not want to ask where she was going. "Don't you want to ask me where I'm going?" lontar Devan suddenly.
After the struggle that afternoon. Silvia did not show her happy face at all. Devan has already told her true feelings. Is his love lacking for her? inner Devan who keeps looking for what is the cause of Silvia's cold attitude. Or is he still angry because he is not allowed to divorce from her?
Silvia turned her head now looking fixedly at her husband. "Is it important for me to know where my husband is going? Where else would you go, if not to see your lover again. I'm right, aren't I?" her innuendo was subtle, slashing her eyes cynically.
Devan gulped his saliva with great difficulty. "I, I just briefly met him, sorry don't misunderstand first we just want to talk about the important thing..." Devan approached Silvia about to kiss her forehead but Silvia quickly turned her face away. Avoiding touching her lips.
"Don't be angry, I'll definitely be fair to you two. Cathrine must not be my wife..." Devan pulled Silvia's cheek gently to look at her again. "I promise you I won't be home late at night" he said with a faint smile.
After saying that Devan slowly turned around, but only one step he walked Silvia reminded him again.
"Until when are you going to keep your relationship with Cathrine hidden from your parents? Aren't you afraid they'll find out for themselves? Why don't you want to end that relationship without certainty?" silvia's eyes were now glazed. "Can you just love me?" in short, his head was bowed in.
Honestly, Silvia could not hide her sadness anymore. Jealousy and heartache become one. May Devan reconsider all his advice to leave Cathrine and choose a happy life with her.
"I'm sorry Silvia, it's hard for me to choose between the two of you. You mean the same thing in my life. Please hold on for me and for the sake of my parents who already love you, don't let them down... I hope you understand and be patient with my decision..." Devan sighed deeply then nodded with a smile.
"Alright, I left first he's been waiting for me from earlier. You rest and do not think too much." the message again, which then Devan continued his steps down the stairs, and determined to meet his lover again after how many times banned by his parents.
Silvia was stuck in the doorway. He closed the door of his room. There was the sound of the roar of Devan's car coming out of the courtyard of the house. Silvia walked quickly out of the balcony to see her.
Her gaze was staring at her husband's car that had gone away, at the robo of the cellphone in his sleeping pajama pocket and opened the old photo galerry, himself with Cathrine seven years ago.
"Did I just leak it to her, who's the real Cathrine?" his own murmur, which still held great doubt in his heart.
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In the car Devan did not stop fidgeting, recalling the sadness on Silvia's face. But he also did not want to hang his relationship with Cathrine. Suddenly an idea arose in his mind about marrying Cathrine with a series. I hope Cathrine will accept this decision. However, if he did not accept it, then there would be no marriage between the two of them. Sometimes Devan must be firm with his lover, if indeed he wants to live with her.
After reaching her boyfriend's apartment. Devan was greeted warmly as usual by Cathrine.
"At last you came too, I'm tired of waiting for you so long ago, baby..." Cathrine hugged spoiled Devan's waist, while inhaling in the fragrant scent of masculine oil in the Devan shirt she had always liked. "Let's go in, I've prepared Spanish-style food for dinner for both of us.." he asked happily as he pulled Devan's hand to enter his apartment.
Devan held Cathrine's hand, then shook his head quickly.
"Thank you, Cathi, I ate at home. And my stomach is still full." reject Devan smooth.
"What's? Have you eaten?" Cathrine bent her face pouting, then folded her hands, annoyed. Because his efforts to make Devan happy, just a waste. Devan nodded with a faint smile.
"I'm just here to straighten out our conversation this afternoon at the restaurant" Devan said, Cathrine said, his face turned serious.
"Cathrine come here..." Devan grabs her lover's hand and takes her sitting on the guest sofa.
"How, have you decided to divorce Silvia, Beb?" asked Cathrine suddenly her face looked delighted. Can't wait to hear Devan's decision to be conveyed.
Devan gulped his saliva rough. I can't really say this. But Devan could not bear to always hang their relationship and make him continue to hope.
"Cath, I'm sorry." said Devan.
So Devan took a slow breath to make it easier to talk. Cathrine frowned, staring confusedly at Devan's sad-looking face.
"I'm sorry I couldn't divorce Silvia" he continued in a soft tone. Cathrine was flabbergasted and her face turned grim.
"What do you mean?!"
"Yes, I can't keep your promise to divorce Silvia. But I promise to marry you. As long as you want to marry me in series... Hows it? You want to marry Siri to me?" bargain Devan again steady.
Cathrine is back. Then he nodded in disagreement. "No-no! I don't want you to get married in the Dev series! I want to get married officially, period!" reject Cathrine.
Then Cathrine got up from the sofa, then walked back and forth in front of Devan. With a heart full of anger in his heart. This is not what he wants. It's not like his dream all along.
"Darling, but this is how we can both get married. I beg of you, you want to understand how I'm doing." persuaded Devan again, with a clear face.
He gave up not knowing how else to do so that his promise to Cathrine could be fulfilled. Without divorcing Silvia.
"It's just that you married me to Sirri. Everyone will never know if I'm your wife too, this is so unfair to me, Dev!" his cry was blustery, his eyes were already glazed over, a pain from disappointment. Cathrine certainly does not accept if her dreams all this time must be mortgaged again.
"Don't you love that woman? That's why you can't afford to divorce her, is that it?" he said, now he looked suspiciously at Devan.
Devan nodded slowly. "I can't answer it, for sure my parents loved Silvia as much as their own daughter and I couldn't bear to separate them, if suddenly I divorced Silvia for no reason." she explained.
Cathrine gave a rough snort with her breath going up and down. "Whatever you say. But I still don't want to marry siri, period! Anyway I don't want to!" jerk again.
Devan gulped his saliva rough. Then he breathed heavily and deeply. Devan nodded and stood in front of Cathrine.
"Alright, if that's what you want I can't force you anymore either. If you don't want me to marry siri, then I'll decide! There will be no marriage between the two of us" he said again firmly.
Seriate....
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