The Duda's Beloved Girl

8. Ex-wife

Lala distanced her face while laughing amusedly. Then he looked for something around him that could make Devan's face look perfect. At that time his eyes suddenly found a banana that had not been eaten. Lala took it, a sneaky idea was already on her mind.

“Racaine nih,”

Lala opened her banana skin while holding back a laugh, so focused on opening the banana peel, Lala until she did not realize that Devan was smiling while closing her eyes. Devan didn't really close his eyes, he just peeked at her. But he kept pretending. If Lala knew Devan's true nature which could be more cunning than her opponent maybe Lala would not dare to work on him.

“Om, are you ready?” lala asked after she finished opening the banana peel.

“Iya,” Devan replied briefly.

Lala held her banana and pointed it at Devan's slightly open lips. But suddenly the situation was reversed. Devan opens his eyes and throws his banana, then pulls Lala down on his lap.

Lala gulped her saliva as Devan looked at her with a gaze that she had never seen, not to mention Devan's hand that was coiled around her waist. Lala looked at the state of the park, worried that someone might see her. He felt uncomfortable, as a result Lala moved her body trying to release Devan's hand.

“Eatya do not be ignorant,” whispered Devan in Lala's ear.

Lala was goosebumps, Devan's breath felt very amused in her ears. “Om, last dong. Later I was thought to play the same om om,” grumbled Lala with annoyance. His hand kept trying to remove Devan's hand from his waist. But baby, Devan didn't let it.

“Our life is only eleven years different, call love only from om om so,” Devan said by looking at the beautiful face of Lala.

Lala sighed, if she could not let go properly then she was forced to use another way. Lala immediately bit Devan's hand. Devan immediately complained of the pain and released Lala. Lala did not waste the opportunity, she immediately broke away and moved from Devan's lap while laughing with satisfaction.

“Sick not om?!” ledek.

“Yes hurt,” Devan replied with a ketus while stroking his hand that was bitten by Lala.

“Then enjoy the pain. I'm going home first. Thanks for the drink,”

Lala ran back and left Devan alone there. After Lala left, Devan carved out her smile. Even though he was a bit in pain because his hand was bitten, at least he had a bite mark of Lala on his hand. Strange indeed, the bite marks alone made him happy.

“If you bite your hand until the cake gini, let alone bite the other,” Devan chuckles while shaking his head. he decided to go home.

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After arriving at her house, Lala immediately took a bath and cleaned herself. His clothes were very dirty because of the drink. Lala closed her eyes and splashed water on her face.

Her clean white face made her look even more voluptuous. Many men who often come to his house just to propose, but Lala refused on the grounds that he was not ready to leave his mother, let alone his age was also young. But Lala also does not want to lie to herself, sometimes she really wants to date like other teenagers.

It did not take long for her to finish the bath, in just fifteen minutes Lala had come out of the bathroom with a body covered only by a towel. Lala went into her room and put on her clothes. After this Lala wanted to go somewhere, she had also asked her mother for permission earlier.

Lala is not like other girls, if they usually like to wear makeup, Lala prefers to wear a simple powder, which is important to brighten her skin. After all, even though he did not use skincare or make up his face was still white.

 When she was ready, Lala picked up her favorite strawberry-flavored perfume. Lala sprayed it all over her body.

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Devan put himself in bed, he was tired enough to run in the morning. His sweat had even soaked his polo shirt. Devan looked at the sky of his room, the shadow of Lala's face was still clearly recorded. He could not forget it for a moment, even the pounding on his chest continued to increase as he recalled Lala. It is the same as it used to be when he started to like his ex-wife. Devan smiled faintly as he touched his chest.

“What is this called love at first sight? Since the beginning I've been interested in her, Devan's inner”.

He kept thinking about it until he did not hear the sound of his house bell ringing. Devan was too late in his mind. His house bell kept ringing until Devan finally realized too.

“Who is coming today, disturb people daydreaming,” decaknya.

But Devan stayed out of his room and opened the door. The moment he opened the door that he saw first was a tall woman in so revealing clothes smiling towards him. Devan immediately rolled his eyes lazily. If he finds out he's coming, Devan won't open the door.

“Why are you here again?!” ketus Devan with a hostile tone.

The woman just walked in without permission from the owner of the house. “Galak really you, what's wrong if I come here. This was also my home, right.” Answer Clarisa.

The woman was named Clarisa, the woman he had loved and had belonged to him in the past. Now the woman was just his ex-wife whom he had not seen for a long time. Now he returns to his life by coming to his house.

Clarisa went around while continuing to look inside Devan's house. “Nothing has changed, everything is the same as it used to be.”

Devan clucked lazily in response, he just sat on the sofa and let Clarisa do as she pleased. “If you are satisfied to see see, the exit is still there!”

Clarisa chuckles at getting evicted from Devan. Instead of leaving he sat himself beside Devan. Clarisa looked at Devan's face from the side, Devan's face was also unchanged, still as handsome as before. He regretted having cheated Devan.

“You're still alone Dev?” ask Clarisa the stale base.

“Hmm,”

“I'm serious, you're really still alone right now?”

Devan did not answer again, rather than serving the woman next to him it is better he saw a photo of Lala that has been saved. Devan smiles when he sees Lala's photo. The photo was taken this morning while following Lala. Clarisa who was beside him pouted because she felt cheeked. Clarisa approached and glanced slightly at Devan's phone. He was curious about what Devan saw to the point of ignoring it like that.

“Ast*ga Dev, since when did your taste to be a child like that, but if you want you can multiply again the same I am clearly an adult and experienced”

Devan looked over and smiled cynically. “Checking experience is proud of you, if you want to be proud of yourself mending you to the club and install the appropriate price,”

Clarisa felt offended at Devan's words well even though that was the reality. Clarisa cheats on Devan and plays with other men while Devan is busy taking care of the office.

Devan stood up and glanced at Clarisa. “You won't get lost in this house, so hurry up and leave! My house is no longer willing to accommodate you anymore,” after saying that Devan stepped into his room and left Clarisa who was very upset with him.