The Duda's Beloved Girl

18. It's almost

“Wait!”

Fitri closed her eyes for a moment then turned around and looked at Devan.

“What's up sir?” he asked doubtfully.

Devan got up from his seat and walked towards Fitri.

Fitri who saw Devan getting closer suddenly immediately felt nervous. Until Devan finally arrived in front of him. Fitri could feel how close it was to Devan. He could also smell the perfume Devan was wearing and at once his heart was pounding very fast.

Devan did not say anything, he just looked at Fitri's nervous face. Devan lowered his face so that his face was now in front of Fitri's face. I don't know what Devan thought until he dared to bring such a face closer.

Eagle eyes Devan glanced at Fitri's red lips. Devan slowly raised his hand and rubbed the lips with his.

Fitri's body stiffened as her superior hand touched her lips. He did not expect Devan to dare to treat him like that. Devan continued to rub the lips so gently that he lowered his hand and chose to feel the lips.

Devan wanted to kiss her. He had wanted it since Fitri came into his room earlier.

Devan further advanced his face, Fitri and Devan's lips almost touching. Just a little push their lips are stuck. Fitri had even closed her eyes and was preparing to receive the kiss.

When Devan was about to kiss Fitri arrived Lala's shadow was recorded in his mind. He also recalled Lala's first smile given to him.

“Then from now on I call him brother Devan huh?”

Those words also appeared in his mind. Devan then abandoned his intention to kiss Fitri. His face turned flat again. Devan was interviewing himself for his actions. He should have been more restrained. Moreover, there is the name Lala that must be preserved in the heart.

Devan chooses to open the door of his room and get out of there leaving his secretary alone. As for Fitri, he re-opened his eyes when he felt there was no action from Devan. Fitri pursed her lips as she looked at Devan who had disappeared from her room.

“Not yet kissed, have already said. Heartbroken grandpa, Mas.” Speak with dramatic.

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Devan stepped towards his office Rooftop, he was already quite lazy to see the files that were still piling up on his desk. Right now he just wants to enjoy the cool breeze. But by the time he arrived at Rooftop, it turned out that there was not only him. But also Xander who stands as if he knows that Devan will be there.

Devan moved his legs towards where his father was standing.

“It looks like Papa is waiting for me here?” devan asked as he stood near Xander.

Xander did not answer but continued to see the sight seen from the rooftoop. The old man held a heavy weight on his shoulders. Devan who saw him could also feel his father's feelings. But he chose to be quiet and not speak anymore.

Long Xander fell silent at last he opened the conversation.

“You've got the news, right?” xander asked as he glanced at Devan.

Devan nodded. “Already, and of course I'm surprised why news just delivered now. If suddenly I am confused how to say goodbye,” replied Devan.

“Pamitan? Who do you want to say goodbye to? You don't even have a priority now except yourself,” Xander sneered at Devan.

Devan clucked then took the phone from inside his suit pocket. He fiddled for a while then showed something on his phone to Xander.

Xander immediately laughed out loud looking at the photo Devan showed. Devan pulls back his phone when Xander laughs at him instead. He stared at the strange Xander who kept laughing.

“Devan, Devan. Before you show the photo papa also already know who he is,” Xander said after stopping laughing.

“Aris told me everything about him. Papa also knows you've been to his house and met his mother. Is that really Devan?” xander asked while blinking one eye.

Devan snorted as he stared intently at Xander. “Papa told Aris to follow me?!” tanyakanya.

Xander nodded and sighed. “Partially if it wasn't like that you wouldn't have told papa. Papa actually wants to hear you tell a story too. But it looks like your mama's nature is down to you huh. Same does not like to share stories with others,” said Xander with a bitter smile.

Devan is silent, talking about his mother Devan suddenly misses him. He hadn't seen her in a long time. Devan is not strong every time he sees his mother screaming hysterically in a mental hospital. Yes, her mother had a mental disorder that required her to be admitted to a psychiatric hospital. It all started with Xander who brought a child from the results of his affair.

The person next to him is not only his father, but also the cause of his mother's mental illness.

Xander who saw Devan speechless immediately sighed. He suddenly remembered his past so bad.

“Sorry papa in the past yes. Until now, I still feel guilty about you. Papa is the cause we must be separated from mama,” said Xander while bitter.

“It’s okay pa. No problems. I've forgotten all of those things, and it's useless to remember them anyway. Mama is also already sick,” Devan replied.

“Then let's go back to the initial topic. You are ready for a flight to Korea in two days, right?”

“Unfortunately papa gave me a choice?”

“Not really, inevitably you still have to go!”

Devan rolled his eyes lazily. That made Xander laugh. Then they again saw the scenery that lay on the rooooftoop.

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In accordance with the promise to her mother, Lala did not sell until this afternoon. At two o'clock in the afternoon, he had cleaned up his stall. Lucky today all the chili has been exhausted not one bit. Before going home Lala calculated the money from today's sale. He smiled brightly as his money had already exceeded the sales target today.

“Mom would be happy if today the windfall of chili more and more,” muttered Lala and pocketed the money back.

After everything was done, Lala took the keys of her bike and exited the market. Then go to the motor park. When he arrived at the motor park, again Lala saw something strange. This time not on the bike but on the bike. Lala approached her motorbike and found a letter accompanied by a brown teddy bear with a small size.

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