Married Young to a CEO

Devian's Proximity to Adelina

Arriving at the destination, Devid was busy with his cellphone. And he did deliberately want to contact Dea, but I don't know who will come to see him. And Devid wants to meet at a famous restaurant downtown. He said he wanted to come alone and was waiting for him at the restaurant. As planned, in the message sent Devid, so that Dea does not look suspicious at all.

"I go down first" said Devid, getting out of his car.

Salsa frowned confusedly.

"Where are you going?" salsa asked, instantly making Devid move in annoyance.

Devid tried to smile forcefully. Softly swabbing the head tip of Salsa.

"Don't say much anymore? now you're waiting for me here." Pinta Devid's.

"I will come with you, and monitor from a distance" Salsa said.

Devid closed his head, and whispered softly. "You're here, make, uh, Adelina and Devian come closer. That's your job!"

Salsa smiled, her two eyes narrowed. He lifted his thumb. "Sip.. I will definitely do well," muttered Salsa excitedly. It was as if she had a myriad of ideas in her brain.

"What are you talking about?" asked Alan curiously. He who had been silent, was confused by the flow of their conversation.

"There you are," Salsa blinked her eyes, coding Alan. While glancing thinly back.

Alan scratched his non-itchy head, he didn't know what Salsa meant.

"Your eyes rub, huh?"

"Just take a break, don't you know." - Salsa was upset.

Alan only grinned, shaking his head without sin.

"Udah, I'm in. He will suspect. You're here first and you can watch from the outside" said Devid, smiling, stepping his feet.

Salsa sat down again, glancing at Adelina who was silent, with her face looking very pale. And Salsa his gaze began to descend, seeing that their hands were no longer holding.

"Ehem...." Dahem Salsa, sharpened his eyes, with two hands ruffled waist.

"What are you guys doing? Why let go of your hands. If you're awkward with each other like this. How can your relationship be good." said Salsa smart-ass, with an up and down tone.

"Well, what should I do now," muttered Alan, cutting off Salsa's words. Made the woman look at him at once. "Alan.." call Salsa, pull down her eyebrows.

"What's wrong?" asked Alan flatly.

"Would you like to eat?" Salsa patted Alan on the shoulder from behind the familiar snob. But now they are very familiar. Like my own friend.

"May," replied Alan casually

"How about we go inside. We eat, but put on your jacket. And cover the face. Let no one know if it's us." Salsa opened her car door, stepped down. And immediately forcefully opened the front door, pulling Alan out of his place.

"Now I want to, you're better!" salsa said, looking back. The two humans inside were silent like statues, making them grow furious, no one spoke to each other, even touching each other.

"If you're still like this, I won't talk to you Devian anymore" Salsa said, stepping her foot away. He was disappointed by Devian's nature which inexplicably changed him. Unlike the gentle and loving Devian.

"okay.. Fix, you don't want to talk either" Salsa chanted.

"Emmm.. I'm..." Adekina menciba opened her mouth even though it was just a little.

"Udahlah, lupaka only. I'm lazy." Salsa who was already feeling annoyed, she turned her body around. Step away.

"Salsa.." call Devian, and Salsa just raises her right hand. Without looking back, he continued walking around wrapping his hands around Alan's right hand.

"Fix your relationship, just talk to me" said Salsa who had entered the restaurant.

"What needs to be fixed, call you like this. Salt water even in drinking will remain salty. After all in the fox also remains the same will not be able to turn sweet," Devian murmured.

"We can get rid of the salt water, replace it with clear water. Because every mistake, hurt, and disappointment, will still be able to be changed, to be who we are. Just so we throw away all our haughty natures, throw off our hurt, and hate on ourselves. Like freshly-poured water, without taste, if you want sweetness, you can give him sugar, if you want bitter taste, you can give him coffee, and if you want salty taste. Just like salt water."

"You mean," asked Devian confusedly.

"You can throw away everything inside of you. Living a new life with new happiness, that's the point." continued Adelina.

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Fifteen minutes after Adelina spoke. Devian was silent, without replying at all to Adelina's words. It was as if he was rethinking what Adelina had said.

"Can I talk to you for a second?" said hesitating Adelina, clutching her own fingers.

"What do we need to talk about?"

"I don't talk about it." replied Adelina, bowed lethargic, her fingers and face looking very pale in fear.

"Continue to discuss what? I don't have much time left." Devian looked towards the bowed Adelina. He grabbed his chin, pulling it slightly upwards.

"Why are you nervous?" ask Devian.

"Emmm... A... L'm.. I'm just saying.." Adelina's whole body was shaking violently when their eyes met. Adelina looked at the other side of Devian, her eyes not as sharp as when she was at home earlier.

The woman gulped her saliva deeply, daring herself to talk to Devian. "Aren't you angry with me?" adelina asked, lowering her voice.

"This time Salsa is being kind to you. If I get angry here, there are even those who will be angry with me." Devian removed his hand from Adelina's chin.

"But you don't get too smart. I'm not like this is what you want, yeah. Dna don't expect you to get my love. If that doesn't happen."

Adelina who was originally smiling faintly, she pulled back her smile. His face was instantly flat. If you hear the reality Devian will never like it.

"I'm going out" said Adelina nervously. He tried to open the door, Devian, who did not want Dea to know, quickly pulled Adelina's arm, until the woman's head fell on her chest.

"What are you doing?" devian asked, trying to push Adelina's body slightly away from him.

"Aw--" said Adelina, her wavy strands of hair caught in the buttons of a Devian shirt.

"You intentionally?" grunt Devian pissed.

"No," Adelina tried to remove her stranded hair.

"There's scissors?"

"Make what?"

"Make your haircut," said Devian, trying to find scissors, while Adelina kept trying to remove herself from her favorite hair must be in the scissors.

Kraakkkkp...

Accidentally Adelina made the Devian shirt open. Up to two buttons off his shirt, showing his chest. Making Adelina's two eyes can't be separated from her chest.

"What do you see" joked Devian.

Adelina turned two eyes in fear. He did not dare to look at her, despite the opportunity.

"Shittt...All because of you, if you don't come along. It won't trouble me." - growled Devian

"Sorry. I can sew it later,"

"Can you sew?" Devian raised his voice. And only in reply with a piggy bank by Adelina. With a face down feeling guilty.

Devian took off his shirt, gave it to Adelina. "Sut this with your own hands, remember not to use the machine. Or people's hands cloth to sew."

Adelina clasped tightly onto the Devian shirt. The fragrant smell of her perfume still seemed to be in her kiss.

"Yes, I will try." muttered Adelina looking down at the shirt.

How can I sew. I never sewed clothes. But for her whatever I will do. Adelina murmured in her heart, smiling faintly. Hugging tightly Devian's shirt, while feeling the warmth of Devian's body that still imprint on the blue shirt. Unknowingly if Devian was watching her from earlier.

"Basic freak!" cibir Devian did not like it, he sat leaning back, closed his eyes, then put an airphone in his ear. Without Adelina anymore.