I'm Grabbing your Husband Candidate

Although Taste Same, But We Are Different

...CHAPTER 63...

...Although Taste is the Same, But We Are Different...

Two days later. Devan and Silvia are preparing for their honeymoon in Japan.

Seeing the wife who focused on packing clothes into a suitcase. Devan approached and hugged his waist tightly from behind. He put his chin on his wife's shoulder. Watching every movement of his wife's hand neatly folded clothes.

Silvia turned her head to the side, rubbing her husband's cheeks gently. "Let's get ready... You take a shower first, and then we have breakfast together." she told her long-term husband.

Since they returned to the reference, Devan's attitude turned spoiled and increasingly sticky to Silvia, as if not wanting to stay away from the goods for a second.

"You did it once, honeymoon in the country! Why not vote in Switzerland or Paris. There is also no less beautiful than in Japan?!" devan asked, his eyes in wonder.

Silvia smiled and shook her head firmly. "Em... I love Japan, I love the atmosphere there. Not only beautiful and clean... There I can see cherry blossoms up close!" she was brief with a smile that was getting wider.

"Why do you ask, don't you like going there?" his sudden asking became unpleasant feelings, immediately seeing the face of the husband who looked agitated.

Devan sighed softly then sat down beside their still-open suitcase with a few piles of clothes they were about to carry.

"Like, yeah I like it there, too..." Half-hearted Devan replied, with a slow nod.

"Why is your expression that way? If you don't like it just say it, we can, not so go there? But love the ticket so redundant!" silvia is upset, because Devan does not want to be frank with her. If you don't want to go there, you should say that from far away.

Devan turned to his wife, then smiled faintly. No, it's not that he doesn't like Silvia's honeymoon. It's just, Devan so remembered again with the desire Cathrine when she became his wife first.

In the past, Cathrine also asked her to honeymoon in Japan. But did not have time to leave because his work at the company was very much and Devan could not just leave him.

Why do they have the same taste? Is it because their friendship used to be so good?! inner Devan.

I don't know why Devan doesn't like to remember anything related to Cathrine. Even if it is just a hobby. Devan has already been hurt and disappointed so deep in the woman. The love that had been so great embedded in his heart instantly turned into hatred.

At once Devan was reminded of the hadith of the Prophet shalallahu 'alaihi wasalam, who said that;

“Love the one you love as necessary, for he may one day be your enemy, and hate the one you hate as necessary, because it could be that one day he will be the one you love.” (SR: Al-Tirmidhi)

Likewise, Devan's attitude to Silvia, now the dislike turned into love that he did not expect.

Silvia frowned even more. "Cok being diem?" tanyanya who still put on her disappointed face.

"Here, I want to tell you the truth..." Devan pulled Silvia's hand and took her to sit on her lap on the edge of the mattress. Revealing the haircut that blocked his wife's pretty face, Devan stroked her cheek with a deep and gentle gaze.

"You know why I suddenly asked that?!" devan asked, raising two eyebrows while looking at the wife's goal.

Silvia momentarily glued, then shook her head slowly. "No..."

"Because before... Cathrine once asked me to honeymoon there. Is your relationship so close to him, that you both like the typical country of sakura?"

Silvia swallowed her saliva quickly. "Oh so that's why you asked me not to go on a honeymoon to Japan?" inquiringly.

Devan smiled knot. "Yes, not so....I just don't like it if you have the same taste... Can you not make me think back to her."

"Why, do you still love him?" silvia asked again full of investigation, there was a little jealousy in the heart when Devan mentioned the name of his former friend again, although Silvia had tried to forget their story.

Silvia stood up from Devan's lap and walked to the window. Lying if he doesn't feel jealous. Of course Silvia was jealous, because she had seen her husband make out with Cathrine. Despite knowing from the beginning, Devan never loved himself. But really, Devan's love is only for him now?! Silvia becomes curious about the true depth of Devan's heart.

Devan quickly swallowed his saliva, restless at the silence of his wife. Then stood up and walked after Silvia, re-embracing her slender waist from behind.

"Love?! I used to die loving him before I knew who he was... Catherine is my time that I must forget and I buried deeply... Now and forever, I just want to be with you and love you, Silvia." Devan said.

"If indeed Cathrine is your mass and I are your future. Don't let the slightest thing ruin our relationship. Just because our taste is the same. But we have a much different nature... I can understand Cathrine why she can change like that now. Cathrine used to be a kind and shy girl. Only after the death of his mother, and his father who married again. Cathrine became disoriented and lacking the affection of both parents, without her realizing she was turning into a selfish human being and ambitious to seize the happiness of others..." silvia brightly lit up with a slick smile on her lips.

Devan was shocked to hear Mama Catherine who had died from the story of Silvia.

"What?! Mama Cathrine is dead? Wasn't Aunt Tuti her mother?!" pekik Devan gawking.

Silvia laughed amusedly at her husband's startled expression.

"He's not Cathrine's mother, which means you've been tricked by her..." Silvia laughed again, concerned because her husband had been lied to in such a way by his former best friend.

"Then who is he?" ask again.

"He was, was once Cathrine's housemaid. Because once Papa Cathrine was bankrupt and can no longer pay him. The Cathrine House in Bogor was confiscated by the Bank. That's why Cathrine can meet you in Jakarta, right?!" silvia guessed the next story.

Devan nodded his head in understanding.

"Oohs... So all this time, she_?" Devan patted his head in disbelief.

Devan is upset, how not upset? Two years later, he was fooled by the woman he loved.

"Cathrine is an excellent con artist. She's very good at acting." she's weird.

"Talking it up late! Cepetan Mas, you take a shower first gih.." Silvia said after glancing at the clock on the wall turned out to be eight o'clock more, while the plane will fly at nine.

Devan pulls his wife who wants to run away from him to continue her paused cleaning. "Wait a minute, let's take a bath together." whispered in the ear while smiling seductively.

Silvia glared her eyes. "Don't want to ah, it'll be long in the bathroom!" reject Silvia.

"It's okay... My junior is already kangen kangen the same cage.." chirps again.

"Oh my goodness, my..." Silvia closed her eyes with her own hands as soon as Devan hurriedly opened her sleeping pajamas before her eyes. So that no cloth now covers Devan's body at this time.

"Let's hurry, he said he would be afraid to miss the plane..." Devan quickly pulled the wife and went into the bathroom. With the resignation of Silvia was back to obey her husband to serve him until he really felt satisfied.

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That night Cathrine had found the location of the night bar in the area. It turns out the place is not too far from the contract he lives.

Cathrine tried hard, to cover her slightly bloated stomach with her clothes, because she was now four months old. If this is not the case, he is worried that the owner of the bar will not allow pregnant women to work there.

Not to forget Cathrine put on her face as beautifully as possible. So that someone gives him tips money when he sings to entertain the audience.

"Perfect, I was always beautiful. Huh if only that idiot Andy had finished off that smartass, I'm sure Devan would forever be mine..."

"Patience... Patience Cathrine, it's not yet time for you to lose and surrender and I will definitely come back to you Dev, but not for now." murmured himself while looking at himself in front of the mirror. Her lips were smiling cunningly.

Seriate....

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Cathrine and Andy visual bonus... Sorry I wanted to double up, but because the youngest fuss continues to be not the focus of writing... 🤧🙏