My Cruel Husband's

Memories that still exist

"See your steps. Don't be too busy talking!"

- Flashback Off - Flashback

Adrian laughed when Andrean managed to remember the incident even repeated it. The sentence that Devan had spoken, was re-enacted in a style that was exactly like his father. Cold and piercing.

"Daddy is funny when you're angry," led Andrean with a laugh that has not subsided.

Devan grunts. He smiled obliquely looking at Andrean and also Adrian through the glass.

"So when you fell you cried so hard. Now I can laugh apparently. My son, you,"

****

Lovi got off the Fifdy bike. He smiled warmly after Fifdy removed his head protection.

"Thank you, Fifdy. Sorry to bother you," he said slowly. Fifdy could see the tiredness in the woman's eyes.

"Yes, equally. I don't feel bothered. I'm actually happy. Tomorrow we go home together again, yes,"

"Be careful on the road. I'm in, yeah,"

Lovi did not approve nor did he reject the offer. Dan Lovi did not realize that there was a disappointed look in Fifdy's eyes after the woman switched the conversation.

"Yes, good night, Lovita,"

The presumptuous hand belonging to Fifdy who was about to wipe Lovi's face was stopped by the loud deheman voice of someone who had apparently been watching them from earlier.

Lovi looked at the person in confusion. But it is undeniable that there is a curiosity that creeps in his heart.

"Why is he still here?"

"Have you finished your farewell? Can you come in now, Lovi?" Sindir that shitty figure to Fifdy. Lovi asks Fifdy to immediately go through the glances of his eyes.

Lovi heard Fifdy snorting. He did not understand his friend. Fifdy's reaction shouldn't be like that. What else should he do in front of the gate of Lovi's house? It's night, and it's not the time to mince words.

After all Lovi had already said the words 'Thank you' and 'Be careful'. That's enough for a friend, right?

Lovi came in after Fifdy's motorbike was no longer reachable by his eye patch.

It was emotional to see Lovi coming home with another man. And with brengs*knya Fifdy wants to touch Lovi.

"That guy again, Lov? You guys that close?"

Lovi doesn't heed the sulking Devan. If they are still husband and wife maybe Lovi will be happy to serve the man who is always possessive. Yes, Lovi is sure the man is showing his arrogant side now.

Lovi enters her room and when she wants to close the door, Devan immediately holds her back.

"I'm talking to you" hissed Devan who did not accept his wife's reaction.

Lovi sighed still with his flat face. Apparently this man should be warned again about their status.

"You are no longer my husband. No need to ban this or that. Because I'm no longer your business,"

Lovi wants to close the door again. But again Devan is the winner.

The handsome widower seemed to casually enter his ex-wife's room. His smile rose when he saw that nothing had changed there. The room that was once their room was both still in the same condition as before. Even their wedding picture frames are still beautifully displayed on the nightstand. And Devan was happy to the point that he smiled indistinctly.

Lovi stood up while holding his chest. He was not close to Devan who was currently sitting on his bed.

"It turns out you still keep our photos? you're still expecting--"

As fast as lightning, Lovi walked up to the nightstand and grabbed the photo that Devan meant to put in the drawer below it.

Devan clucked and his head shook amusedly.

"Women with all her prestige" he said, unconcerned by Lovi.

"Why kept? I'm glad to see it there. You feel the same way, right? Otherwise, why would you still keep that photo there?"

Lovi rolled his eyes irritated. Annoyed when he was disturbed. Upset because Devan managed to make him die of lice.

"You didn't answer that, Lov?"

"Devan, you better get out of here! Why don't you go home? It's late and you know that night is not the right time to fight just because of the photo problem,"