Marrying a Young CEO

Chapter 22

As we planned last night, Devan and I went out to get some wind tonight. Just this time I went out into the night with a changed status of a wife. Kulirik Devan who was driving by holding my hand, sometimes he also turned his head and smiled at me.

It's good that I capture this moment and send it to him.

I took the phone later

aim to find the right position.

Czechoslovakia!

The result is good too. Haha, if he sees this, I'm afraid he's going crazy. Ha! Just thinking about it makes me happy. Who created the fire first? She thinks I'm afraid of her? Oh, it won't.

I turned to Devan with a small smile and he didn't ask me why I was taking pictures of our hands. Instead he simply smiled knots and refocused on driving.

I then started typing something and posted the photo to the blue homepage of the app. It's nothing, I just want to post it on my twitter, maybe the actor is secretly following my Twitter so he'll get annoyed when he sees it.

Before long, my post was flooded with comments, one of which was a comment from my employees.

@ra_zahra12

Whoa, messrah. Want to go for a walk, Za?

I smiled as I read a comment from one of my employees, Zahra. I slowly took my hand from Devan's grasp and began to reply to his comments.

I smiled as I read the positive comments from netizens.

After that I again grabbed Devan's hand to hold the warm feeling always spread when our hands touch each other.

"We went to your restaurant, yes" he said suddenly.

"Eum, can. All of us have dinner there" I said with a smile.

"OK."

Not long after we arrived at the restaurant. Yes, Permata Wijaya restaurant, almost similar to the name of the company Dad. I was very happy with the name as if I was a princess to be guarded like a jewel, but that responsibility had shifted to the hands of the man standing in front of me right now.

"Come, Honey!" Devan stretched out his hand and I happily grabbed it.

"Resto you're crowded huh," he said on the sidelines of our steps.

"Yes, that's how it is" I answered briefly.

After entering Devan immediately ordered dinner for the two of us, but suddenly three friends Devan came over. Two men and one woman.

"Hey, Dev. You're here too, since when?" ask one of them.

"Let's just El, you want to eat too?" he answered with low voice intonation no one could understand how this man was feeling right now.

"Can we join?" ask the women among them.

Devan glanced at me because I was silent. I nodded in response without wanting to make things difficult for Devan, no matter if I wanted to add personnel.

"Yes, please. It'd be great if we had lots of dinner." I spoke up in place of Devan and smiled towards the three.

They also ordered dinner. Either by chance or what, it seems like the woman was looking at Devan. I was eager to gouge out her eyes how dare she look at my husband.

"Oh, yes Dev. How's laras?" ask Devan's friend Elandra. He, why did he talk about that snake woman? Does he want me to be jealous? Yeah, I'm jealous now. It's not natural that I just keep quiet that means I accept someone else discussing my husband with another woman.

"We're over, and yes, she's my wife Elza" Devan replied unaffected. Devan's gaze directed, a sign he was very proud to marry me.

I looked at the three with a triumphant smile. Suddenly a brilliant idea flashed through my head. Haha, you have to eat cukka, who first plays with fire then he who will burn.

Before I started that brilliant idea, my employees came to take our orders. I just nodded as my staff looked at me respectfully.

"Please enjoy" I said briefly. They just nodded then started eating their dinner.

"Darling, bribe!" I asked in a spoiled tone while putting on the most cute face.

Devan looks flushed. Oh, my God, it's cute why my husband is so cute if he's acting this shy. Haha, I should have been the one who was embarrassed, but it turned out to be him. Haha, funny.

"Nrank ...." I opened my mouth to make it easier for Devan to put it in. Ah, it doesn't disappoint, the chicken thighs are so soft and chewy.

"You also eat gih, but I'm the bribe" I said quietly. The world seems to belong to both of us without Devan's three friends.

"Uhk, the heat, the money I do not bring a bustle for uwuwan as well," interrupted Elandra that made us successfully turned.

"Everything is looking for a girlfriend," replies the others Ayan and Aile. The girl named Aile had stopped stealing glances at Devan, perhaps already aware that she had no chance.

"Ck, it's getting married" she continued with her face bent.

Of course, I had recorded it so I could send it to the actor that we were very happy without you.

Me and Devan just shrugged when they saw the three who also started eating. I'm so happy to be together with Devan that moment is not one to miss. Because I feel tired. I stopped playing my phone and kept it in my bag.

It was not long before we finally finished eating and it was time to pay. When Devan wants to pay, he doesn't have a wallet. This habit of having a husband likes to forget is also like me.

"I'm the one who paid, the calculations treat you as a sign of the first time we met," I said and immediately went to pay for my dinner and Devan.

I had heard their conversation about me which made the corner of this lip pulled upwards.

"Well, your wife's not mad, is she?" ask Ayan slowly.

"I'm married now."

Devan's short words managed to silence his friends' mouths. I just smiled at Devan's words, of course we're married that means all my financial responsibilities are in line. The man who is my husband, since marriage all his income goes into my account even though I have forbidden him to do so, but the man only said.

"This money is your right, my income is your right, and your money is your own right, you know, honey? So, no need to protest, yeah." I still remember what Devan said at the time.

I continue this step to the cashier's desk. However, when I was a little more at the cashier table. Suddenly a woman hit me on purpose, as a result of the star-patterned evening dress I was wearing was stained by the drink.

"Sorry, Ma'am, what you said was very rude! Never went to school, though? After all, other people also have eyes if the ma'am who hit me deluan," I replied with a flat look, he wanted to humiliate me in public. Does this woman think of me as a stupid woman?

At once the attention of the diners led to the two of us because the woman's voice was so loud when snapping.

"The wrong Lo is still hustling too! Change my clothes now!" reply without shame. He looked at me with a disdainful look that made my brows furrow, did I ever do anything wrong to him?

Is this ugly woman a species with that actor? I'm not an easy guy to bully, he thinks I'm going to agree to his ridiculous request right away, everyone has eyes too if he plays tricks.

"Good! How many?" ask me in the end because I don't want to make the atmosphere worse.

"Miss, are you pretending to be stupid? People also know if you hit me first, and it looks like I'm the one who has to seek redress because the dress I'm wearing is wet." I looked at both of his eyes without blinking. Intimidating this bully woman in front of me.

"Alah, at most your clothes are only priced at 200 thousands, cheap goods cake so you ask for compensation? You should compensate for my clothes which also got spilled because you have no eyes. The price of my clothes can buy your cheap self-esteem, the price of my clothes 200 million is not comparable to your cheap clothes." The woman looked at me with a condescending look, as if she was the holiest human being in the world.

"God!" I snorted a slender, unaffected by what this mad woman said. I looked back at her with a cold look and said, "My mother is a famous designer, you must know designer Sinta Yunita, right? After all the original price of the shirt you wore 350 million, it looks like you have been fooled," Elza said dismissively. He won't be polite with a bully like her.

"L-yes, you think I'll believe it? Lo the daughter of the famous designer, no way. Her son is a super duper beautiful of lo, you just ngaku-ngu, no one will believe."

I didn't return the words, I just smiled and approached the woman slowly, no one dared to speak in the restaurant right now as if everyone was holding their breath waiting for what I was going to do.

I held the end of the sleeve of the dress slowly to see the stitching style in the dress. Mama always gives the letter S under the sleeves, so people will know easily that the clothes are Mama's products.

"Lo crazy yeah, why hold my dress, rotten hands you don't pant!"

After making sure and correct it's Mama's product, I stay away from him. My ears hurt a little to hear his shrill voice.

"Try you see on the sleeve of your dress is there a typical letter S of products made by famous designer Sinta Yunita?" ask me slowly who managed to make the woman immediately check her sleeve.

There ain't! Obviously, since it was just an ordinary shirt not from Mama's brand, she might want to blackmail me with fake items.

"God! It's too bad to spend 200 million rupiah to buy a fake."

"No! The woman wants to deceive Miss Elza with fake goods, so young people today have many ways to cheat."

"Yes, that's right, it's a good thing Miss Elza knows Mama's product."

"Hah, everyone also knows that Miss Elza is the daughter of the famous designer Sinta Yunita."

Comments from some restaurant visitors made the woman embarrassed and very angry. How could he buy a fake for 200 million rupiah. So foolish he was tempted by the offer of the man.

"Lo .. wait for my reply!" remember that woman. I'm sure he was one of the actors' errands to get me ridiculed in public. Crazy, does he think I'm that stupid? Ck, your IQ is too low.

Soon I went back to the table where Devan was there. As if nothing had happened, I took Devan home. I was sick of thinking about that woman.

"You're okay, aren't you, honey?" devan asked worriedly as I was already sitting back nearby. Devan was trying to help, but I looked at him with confidence that I could handle a small matter like this.

"Yes, I'm good" I replied with a gentle smile.

"Crazy! Your wife is so cool, Dev. Elza you're so cool, crazy!" elandra commented while looking at me with admiration.

"Gue unplug first yes, my wife is very tired," Devan said as a farewell without replying to his friend.

After arriving at the parking lot I still did not make a sound. It was only when Devan's car said something.

"You're okay, aren't you?" the question was once again confirmed, Devan then took a tissue and began to wipe my clothes that were stained by the drink earlier.

"I'm fine, no problem" I replied, smiling so that he wouldn't feel guilty.

Devan smiled and started driving his car to defend the streets of Jakarta. The clock was nine at night when we got home.

"Huft, tired, but fun" I said as I walked to the second floor where our room was.

Devan is behind. Arriving in the room I put my bag and opened the outermost layer of my clothes and then put on bear-patterned pajamas. After that I started to lean my back on the head of the bed while waiting for Devan.

I checked the photos I had taken, the smile never faded from these lips. Ah, did he see it so he sent his henchmen to gang up on me? So don't deal with Elza.

It wasn't long before Devan came into our room. The unyu-unyu man never launched his smile even though the tired strokes were clearly drawn on his handsome face.

"Honey, here you sleep on my lap like you're tired!" soft door. Devan happily put his head on my thighs. I stroked her soft black voice.

The cup! Czechoslovakia!

I immortalized where I kissed Devan's cheek that was closing her eyes due to exhaustion she didn't ask why I suddenly did something strange? Actually I don't want to show you this friendly photo, but I have to show him to get him hot. For sure, after he saw this his face would be flushed red from being angry like a boiled crab.

I sent that message to Laras the beauty-smoking witch. Already know Devan married even bullied. He thought the public wouldn't blaspheme him after publishing his photos with Devan? He was even blasphemed. The friendly, virtuous and kind-hearted princess was destroyed overnight and it was because of her own deeds.

"Yes, Yank play with her phone!" I flinched a little as Devan pulled my phone gently. I just smiled when I saw Devan put my phone on the table.

"We're sleeping!" kataku added. I moved his fist to the side and began to pull the blanket to cover the bodies of the two of us.

I who had closed my eyes suddenly flinched as the roar of warm breath touched the surface of my neck skin which made me feel a little uncomfortable. But I remained silent.

Devan began to hug me slowly and turned this body facing him which automatically buried me in the chest of his field. Ah, Devan I'll be hilaf don't gini. In my heart I struggled not to make any movements that meant letting you trace every inch of this face. The other eye looked at me with a misty look. His gaze hinted at something, I just nodded in response.

Let me tonight belong to the whole Devan. I trust him my first and last man. Her soft lips began to taste every inch of this body.

There was a tickling feeling that delivered sound waves to the vocal cords so that it gave off a strange sound that I often heard from Dinda who very often told me about adults and now I am passing through this phase ... no, I'm experiencing it. I've officially become the real Devan woman and I have no regrets about it. Uh, but why didn't I film it? Stupid, that's embarrassing!

Tonight becomes a witness where I become the real Devan woman. The man who was unintentionally imprisoned in my circle of life. The man who was always there and worried about the tank.

Through the bond of marriage that I was very opposed at first, but at this time I am even very grateful to both parents who present the best for themselves.

The pain was reciprocated with a very overwhelming taste. A speck of tears trickled past the thin line of the face. He who sees then stops the action and begins to wipe it and say tranquilizing words. The pain began to gradually disappear replaced by a sense that can not be described with words all into one, the sadness m, pain and happiness all fused into one. This struggle continued with him who was very domineering.

"I love you, my wife!"

In one short sentence the word was spoken through the lips of a man who had experienced pain. His words were clearly the one that ushered in the taste of haru. My decision is not wrong it is an instinct as a woman. We spent this night in peace, pouring out a long-buried love into one. A love that cannot be destroyed.