The Brondong Tajir

Chapter 123 Your cheeks are blushing!

After a conversation at the Son's family home, Dave and Tasya were taken blood samples to be matched. After a week of blood sampling, it was proven that Dave and Tasya were of the same bloodline. I don't know what kind of feeling Tasya is feeling. Because actually, he did not expect that it turned out to be still brothers with Devan.

"Tasya, even though we haven't known each other for a long time. But apparently, we both have the same Pradipta blood. Don't you say the same Om. From now on, Om will be your guardian."

"Thank you, Om. But it's not necessary. Just know that I'm a descendant of Pradipta. Om don't have to do much for me" Tasya said in a trembling voice.

"No, you deserve what the Pradipta Family has. Although now the family is no longer there," said Dave. He lowered his head. The shame of having a mother and grandparents who have done evil to the Son Family makes him reluctant to use his family name.

"It doesn't matter, Om. Refused it. My father's whereabouts they don't know. I feel unworthy to receive a gift from Om." Tasya refused.

"All right! But can it be if Om is your guardian?"

I don't believe I still have a blood relationship with the Devan Family. Especially with that big papa. If the papa is Asian-faced like me, maybe I can still believe it, Tasya's inner self.

"Good, Om! Thank you for your kindness, Om" said Tasya.

"Good then. Devan quickly between Tasya to clean his clothes. From today he'll be staying at our house" Dave said.

"What's? Mean Om?"

"You've agreed to be your guardian. So you have to stay at Om's house, so Om can take care of you" Dave explains.

Devan just smiled inwardly. He finally took Tasya to his house. In the spirit of four-five, the handsome young man drove Tasya to his home.

"Van, is it okay if I stay in your house?" tanya Tasya hesitated.

"What's wrong, my mama's a good kho!" sahut Devan's.

"I'm afraid I'll trouble your family" Tasya said.

"will not. Don't you think so. We're still family" Devan said.

The two are instantly speechless as Devan stops his car in front of a modest house. Without speaking again, Tasya went straight out of the car and into his house. Devan was followed after the young man locked his car first.

Tasya immediately packed his clothes which was not much. After being ready, he immediately turned around to meet Devan. However, how shocked the girl was when she found Devan right behind her body.

"Be careful" Devan said, embracing Tasya's waist as the girl lost her balance.

"When did you come in? tanya Tasya was nervous.

"So, when you take care of your clothes," Devan replied, confirming Tasya's standing.

"Thank you" said Tasya with red cheeks.

"Your cheeks are blushing, do you like me?" Devan seduces Tasya by raising her eyebrows.

"That's a big you!"

"Haha ... It turns out that cousin sister really likes her cousin sister. Take it easy, I can ask Papa to ...." Devan did not continue as Tasya's hand smothered his mouth.

Devan slowly lowered his hand with eyes that stared fixedly at the Asian face that dominated the beautiful face of Tasya. With his narrow eyes and curvy eyebrows looks neat. Whether the demon came from nowhere, Devan slowly lowered Tasya's hand which smothered him. With his head lowered and kept down. Until the distance stayed a few inches longer, Tasya closed his eyes.

The chests of the two rumbled violently, like something was about to be released. Until when the lips of the two are stuck together, Devan began to sip it little by little. This is not a first time experience for either Devan or Tasya. Until finally the two men dissolve in the game without realizing they did.

"Sorry!" devan said after releasing his pagutan.

"It's okay, it's my fault too. Come on!" reply Tasya flat. His heart felt pinched as Devan said an apology. Somehow he felt unhappy when the young man felt sorry for what they had done.

You don't expect too high, Tasya. He could not have had more feelings for you. It was your kindness that made me think of hanging my life on you. Although I know that you are younger than me, Inner Tasya.

During the return journey. Neither Devan nor Tasya spoke. They both dissolve in their minds. Until the car that Devan was carrying stopped in front of a magnificent house, then the young man made a sound.

"Pak Mustache, gate," cried Devan.

It's not unusual to be in his house. If there was a cry asking for the gate to be opened, it was definitely the young master in the house. Because the others just turned on the car horn.

"Sir Mustache, come here first!" Again Devan shouted when he saw the gate of his house was open.

"What's up, Den?" ask Mr. Mustache.

"Please buy in meatballs that are in front of the housing. Tasya you want to?"

"May deh!"

"Two yes, do not forget the sauce is separated. The same buyin tempe bandung and rampeyeknya as well. Here's the money, the change is for Mr. Mustache." Devan also gave three pieces of pink paper money to Mr. Mustache.

"Ready Den!"

Pretty much change, inner moustache sir.

After giving money to his house security guard, Devan re-applied his car. He parked it right behind his papa's car. Apparently Dave went home immediately after meeting at the hospital.

"Devan, why did you tell the security guard to buy meatballs. Didn't we just pass it?"

"Willfully, let Mr. Mustache have some extra money. If we deliberately give it, it will be a habit and continue to expect it to be given. Already yuk! Papa and Mama must have been waiting inside" Devan asked.

Devan got out of his car. It was followed by Tasya who continued to stalk him from behind. Upon arrival, his mom and dad were watching television with Dave sleeping on his wife's thigh. Her mother Devan faithfully fed her husband green grapes. Tasya immediately stood in his place. For a long time, he had never seen his parents that early.

Devan went straight to his mother and kissed the woman who was over forty years old. Of course Dave woke up from his sleep when he realized his son had arrived. He looked towards the middle door and saw that Tasya was sculpting himself.

"Tasya here! This is Om's wife. Name's Sevia. Just call me Aunt Sevia," Dave immediately embraces his wife who has been taken over by Devan.

"Sore, Auntie!" tasya Sapa.

"Sore, Honey. Papa's niece is beautiful, her eyes narrow like a Japanese," praise Sevia.

Aunt Yura has Japanese blood. Unfortunately, his fate was tragic. That's why I want to embrace this girl, because I don't want any other Yura Yura who has Pradipta's blood, Dave's inner self.

"Of course it's pretty, his Om is handsome too. That's why Mama's crazy about Papa."

"Papa's narcissistic start coming out, but I'm the most handsome in the house."

"Papa's son is just as narcissistic. Sorry Tasya, they do sometimes like that."

"It's okay, Tan. I'm even happy to see the warmth of this family."

"Let's show me your room. Just leave them both. It will be dizzy if we see it continue," asked Sevia while embracing Tasya's shoulders.

The girl's heart warms to what her mother Devan did. She was so grateful to be able to meet the good people who got her out of that creepy job. Moreover, now he could feel the warmth of a family, even though it was not his own family.

Dad, thank you for having a family as good as Dave's. I promise I'll be a good boy, to keep my dad quiet in nature.

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