
The next day Zio drove Jihan to campus. A happy smile adorns both. Moreover, Zio all the way grasped Jihan's hand without letting go.
When they were in front of the campus Zio exhaled and pouted because they had to separate.
"Student learning let's quickly graduate with satisfactory results" Zio gave his spirit to Jihan did not forget to kiss his wife's forehead.
"Thank you" Jihan smiled sweetly then she got out of the car and waved at Zio.
Zio's car away from the sight of Jihan suddenly he was surprised by the figure of Devan who was already standing next to him.
"So that's your husband ?" devan said slowly.
Jihan gulps down the rough silva not expecting Devan to see who her husband is.
"Fabrizio Argantara" lirih Devan.
Jihan rounded her eyes when Devan knew her husband's name. Should he dodge ? but for what else Devan knows.
"Devan.." Jihan's voice choked he was confused as to what to say.
"Wouldn't he marry a model, then why did you become his wife ? What kind of marriage do you have with Jihan ?" Devan poked Jihan with a question.
Jihan sighed she chose not to discuss the question posed by Devan. His body turned around and was about to leave Devan.
"Are you his mistress ?"
Devan's question made Jihan's heart feel squeezed said the Savings Wife pinned to her so sick to her.
"Get your word" Jihan emphasized her words to Devan. Lost already a sense of admiration for the man he had always admired.
"Then what do you call a woman who deserves to be the third person in someone else's relationship ?!" Devan stared at Jihan.
"I'm not the woman you think I am !" Jihan looked more and more at the nanar Devan who was looking at her.
"Say ! If you're not the third person in their relationship then what do you call it appropriate ?" Devan stared hard at Jihan, from yesterday since Jihan refused her love and get the bitter reality if Jihan is married , she became resentful of Jihan.
"It's none of your business ! Whatever you want to say, I don't care !" Jihan turned to wipe away the tears on her cheeks quickly and left Devan alone.
Devan is getting furious because Jihan does not rub himself even more so Jihan is indifferent to him. He clenched both of his hands, why the love he had for Jihan had now turned into a raging rage within him.
Devan is angry because he can't get Jihan. Devan is disappointed that a man got it first, and Devan is hurt because Jihan is already the wife of someone.
Moreover the man who got Jihan first was a Fabrizio Argantara, a man who was so perfect.
Compared to him, he is just a man who grew up not yet established and successful like Fabrizio.
Suddenly comes a beautiful woman hugging Devan's arm she is Bianca Devan's ex-boyfriend whom she has decided.
"Your love is clapping Dev's hand, you should see me always there for you. What more do you expect that poor girl ?!" Bianca still does not accept if she is decided by Devan moreover she just found out if the breakup of their relationship because Devan likes Jihan.
"You talk too much, Bian. Watch your words." Devan's jaw hardened as Bianca suddenly hugged her hand and moreover she insulted Jihan as Poor Girl.
"I said it right, Dev. What's wrong ? What good is he compared to me ?" Bianca defended herself not wanting Devan to continue defending Jihan.
"Clean up before you speak !" Devan brushes Bianca's hand and hugs her and leaves Bianca with teary eyes.
"You're too much Dev, I'm not gonna let you keep chasing that poor fucking girl ! Jihana watch out for you !" bianca said in her heart her hands clenched firmly while her eyes could not be separated from Devan's back that had gone away.
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Sorry so long Up time, because Author again not feeling well 😌 🙏🙏