Not the Ex-Friend

Chapter 99 POV Devano

After dinner, our family moved to a backyard that had been transformed into a small party.

I watched my future wife who was busy talking with cousins or aunts and om from my extended family.

Every time I show you a photo of Bianca a while ago, they comment on why a Devano chooses a mediocre girl, but it's not hard for me to get more than a Bianca.

One thing they do not know, with Bianca's mediocre physical state, she has made unusual men fall in love with her. Starting from Arya, Justin, Desta, Dimas and even Ernest. And their feelings for Bianca didn't play games, which made me quite a glutinous ketir. All of them except Justin whom I never met, were the idol men of a million women.

But I am grateful even though they “pecinta” Bianca, except for Desta and Justin, the rest even became my loyal supporters to unite with Bianca. Not to mention the efforts of both people and my sister plus the candidate (still the candidate) my sister-in-law.

Physically, the figure of Bianca is not included in the ranks of beautiful women teaser the eyes of men, but whether she uses what spells, the idol men a million women are easily interested in approaching her, and I am one of them. Bianca is like a magnetic field that attracts different poles.

Despite sending me love letters that I never reply to, Bianca does not fence me off from my fans (duh ge-er me), never looked angry or jealous when I was close to another woman, even when I came home to bring Emilia to my house. Bianca showed a mediocre attitude, not looking surprised, angry or disappointed. Actually, at that time I was shocked and ketar ketir also found Bianca's usual attitude. I was sure of his presence at home when I came home because my mom told him to.

I am very grateful to papa who has worked hard to maximize his influence (once feel like an important person) to make Bianca lecturers give permission to intern students in inappropriate places. And I feel like a victim there, because it turns out papa used me as the object of Bianca's apprentice who needed a psychologist ! It felt like protesting and angry at papa who justified all the reasons let the lecturer give permission for Bianca.

Good thing I just found out after Bianca left the company because her internship was over. If I knew from the beginning, I would be working on my future wife (cie cie. I think my heart is how to call Bianca as a future wife). But it was the happiest time for me because after all these years of longing, I could see his face every day.

Bianca is a strong, strong and optimistic woman. When his family was down because papa had to lie in a coma, Bianca still looks strong. Rarely do I find her eyes swollen and swollen from crying or her face pale from exhaustion. I rarely see her cry like most women. Even when Nindi bullied her, I rarely saw Bianca fall to tears for days.

That's why seeing her tears welling up as I took her to the beach that night, my heart was so, so terribly hurt. I who secretly loved her made her cry all the time. Even as he pleaded, I held my heart firm, holding on to my foolish promise. Brightly in the office I could see that Bianca and Arya did not have a special relationship, there was no sign of love in the eyes of both of them, but I still force them to unite even though this heart is not willing.

I promised that the night on the beach was the first and last time I made Bianca cry in pain. Even he gave up and completely let go of me. If even in our married life Bianca would cry again, I would make sure it was happy tears. And if it is because of the sadness of his heart, as long as I live, I will make sure that I will be his seat.

I widened my smile even more when I saw Nindi's face was upset and her lips pouted after arguing with Bianca. Arif who was by his wife's side could only shake his head.

Realizing that I was watching her, Bianca turned her head with her sweet smile and waved her hand at me. I also returned the wave. The expression of love with his finger seemed to be flown for me and I responded with a catch movement.

The Dimas scroll next to me could only shake my head.

“Basic bucin !” say Dimas, but I did not respond.

Tonight I was arguing with everyone. I wanted to focus my gaze on my future wife who was familiarizing herself with the extended family of mama and papa. I want to reminisce about how I felt when I liked Bianca for the first time, always stealing the opportunity to see her face, hear her laughter and even her own happiness just by hearing her voice.

You know what experiences made it difficult for me to move on from him ?

When Bianca fainted and I was the one holding her. My first experience was so close to a female, and I was grateful that she was Bianca Aprilia.

I could be satisfied to look at his face up close, until unconsciously my steps slowed down. It's not that Bianca's body is gaining weight, but I don't want to let her go quickly.

I looked at the sweet girl walking towards me with her ever-expanding smile. My gaze focused on him with a smile that was no less wide.

But my wait seemed to be in vain as the brash assistant suddenly pulled Bianca's arm in another direction. I saw Bianca trying to break away but I'm sure Dimas grabbed her pretty strongly.

It turns out that Dimas took her to the Arif family and introduced Bianca to them. Arif's niece, Arif's older brother's son who was about 3-4 years old immediately shuffled closer to Bianca. The little girl turned her head to look at Bianca who was standing in front of her. Realizing that there was a little girl by her feet, Bianca immediately crouched down and greeted the little girl I knew her name. But judging from afar, the little girl was instantly familiar with Bianca.

Seeing that, imagine how later I will build a household with Bianca. Not just a pair, but I want to have 4-5 kids with Bianca. It must be fun with a crowded atmosphere. I chuckled to myself, not yet legalized marriage, already imagined having a cute, handsome and beautiful child. May her children have a tall body like me and her daughter is nothing as petite as her mommy. Haiizzz hasn't imagined any daddy and mommy calls for both of us.

Instead of thinking about my future alone with Bianca, I approached her and finally got acquainted with the little girl who was 4 years old and named Pomegranate.

I grabbed Bianca's waist after we got back on our feet with Pomegranate in Bianca's sling. The boy was suddenly spoiled and clung to Bianca. May we soon be blessed with a heart after marriage.

“I love u Bianca, I love u my future wife,” I whisper the word love, the expression of my current feelings in Bianca's ear. Being too anxious I bit the earlobe, making Bianca shudder and turn to me with a dumbfounded face.

I just laughed softly.

“Don't put on a face like that, I'll kiss here nih.” My God came back and made her face red.

Bianca suddenly pulled on my shirt until my face drew closer to hers.

“I love u too my Devano. I love u my future husband,” whispered Bianca in my ear and without a doubt she also kissed me on the cheek.

A big smile grew on my face and we looked at each other in love.

“Om, Aunt !” Pekik Pomegranate which turned out to have escaped from the sling Bianca and now stands between our legs. Her hand next to her held Bianca's dress and the other side held the edge of her shirt.

“Del wants to be kissed too, dong. Time om and aunt kissed both doang,” Pomegranate exclamation loud enough to make people who were nearby immediately stop their activities and look at us both.

Our faces immediately blushed in embarrassment of being caught red-handed. I saw Bianca blushing in shame. I kissed her in my arms and she buried her face in my chest.

“No can go straight yes, Van !” Opa Ruby's voice that was loud enough broke the silence. “Sabar a little dong, will stay another week,”ledek opa.

Everyone present laughed and continued to tease the two of us. Bianca's increasingly blushing face made me more anxious.

Aahhh time, quickly pass. I can't wait another week.