NOT A SUBSTITUTE LOVE

NOT A SUBSTITUTE LOVE
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Nafisa went home to her apartment, entered the room and placed her bag on the dressing table. Truly today he really felt tired, tired of mind, body and also heart.


"Oh my God, why is it like this! Why does Devan's past have to come!" Nafisa covered her face with both hands.


Trying to normalize his heart that had felt so bad, even his heart still could not accept Devan's lie.


Do you think that Devan loves you sincerely? Don't you see that our faces look alike, and Devan could have picked you because you look like me.


Nafisa recalled the woman's words, which Devan called by the name of Cintami. Indeed he admitted that they are indeed very similar, maybe only his body shape is a little high and his hair is black straight long, that is what distinguishes him from Cintami who is rather short with short brown hair.


"No, I can't trust that woman, Devan told everyone that now they're just friends" Nafisa muttered.


Not wanting to drag on, Nafisa finally chose to clean herself into the bathroom with a warm bath.


Next day.


This morning Devan and Nafisa look busy with meetings with several important clients.Atmaja Group company is in its prime. Engaged in the cosmetic industry which is currently becoming a trending among women because of its proven ingredients, the results can make a significant change for its users.


Until the lunch break finally they can breathe a little relieved, Devan returned to his room with Nafisa.


"Honey, where do you want to eat?" asked Devan who had sat himself in the big chair.


Nafisa stood in front of the table with a formal attitude as usual, "i ate in the cafeteria alone, was lazy to eat outside," replied Nafisa flatly.


Devan could feel Nafisa's attitude that had since looked cold towards him. Is this still about yesterday, about the arrival of Cintami to the office and the revelation of Devan's lies.


"Why do you want to eat in the cafeteria? not usually, don't you want to eat out?" tanya Devan stood up then walked over to the lover.


Devan embracing Nafisa's waist pulled her a little closer, frowned at the lips that had become her candlestick.


Devan releases his pagutan, staring at Nafisa's lips that already look swollen, the girl does not respond to Devan's kiss, making the man feel a little claustrophobic.


"Darling why you keep quiet, sorry if you are still angry with me, I promise I will not lie to you again," this time Devan stroked Nafisa's left cheek and then kissed her.


Although honest in his heart Nafisa still feels annoyed and angry with Devan's behavior who could lie to him, but he will give a chance to Devan because the man has also promised not to repeat it again.


"Alright I believe you this time, but I don't know if I'll always believe if you lie to me again" Nafisa said.


Devan smiled widely, he felt very happy I got sorry from Nafisa, honestly Devan did not know what to do until his lover was angry, Devan would not be able without Nafisa especially to take care of all his work.


The man then hugged Nafisa, giving kisses to her head shoots many times, while Nafisa hid her face on the chest of Devan's field.


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Nafisa came out of Devan's car and then she waved her hand at her lover.


"See you tomorrow!" Nafisa's voice still waved.


Devan replied to him with a blink of an eye, really that guy is indeed really handsome.


Finally Devan's car left the courtyard of Nafisa's apartment.


The woman smiled and headed for the elevator.


But had not had time to step, suddenly his hand was blocked by someone. "Wait for Nafisa I want to talk to you four eyes." Nafisa turned her body and saw a woman who was very similar to her standing in front of her at this moment.


"What do you want to talk about?" Ask Nafisa to the point.


He did not like the attitude of this woman in front of him who suddenly blocked his arm just like that. Can't he pat her on the shoulder or call her?


"From now on stay away from Devan, don't get close to him anymore because I'm his lover and his future wife, you know that Devan doesn't make you a lover because you look so much like me, even Devan thinks you're me, so your job as a substitute is enough to get here and let Devan come back to me!" The woman who is none other than Cintami.


Nafisa was surprised by the woman's remark, was it true that she was indeed a substitute for Devan.


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