You Forgot My Wife's Son

Chapter 41

Kartika followed Devan's steps, entered the house. He did not think that Devan was an HRD, it turned out to be a rich man.

"Meet Ma, this is Kartika that Devan often tells me about." Devan introduces Kartika to Mama Sarah. The 50-year-old woman approached Kartika with a friendly smile.

"Kartika" Kartika nodded shaking Mama Devan's hand, then kissed her.

"Oh, are you Kartika? beautiful," praise Mama Sarah patted Kartika's shoulder gently.

"Auntie could have." Kartika looked at the beautiful woman in white, eyes slightly narrow, very similar to Devan. If you notice the Devan family comes from descendants.

"My name is Sarah. Just call Mama Sarah" Mama Devan smiled at Kartika and Devan.

"Good Aunt Sarah"

"Sit down son" Mama Sarah took Kartika to a chair. They chatted with laughter. Devan, who was sitting not far away, smiled at the familiarity of Mama and Kartika.

"Here son, come with Mama" Mama Sarah invited Kartika to meet the children. This time, the children have finished teaching, then distributed envelopes one by one carried out by Mama Sarah's Personal Assistant.

Kartika stared in admiration Mama Devan, in addition to being kind also care for the children who are less capable.

While Devan was talking to Mama Sarah's extended family. They gather in the family room.

"Who is this?" ask one of Devan's oms, pointing to Kartika who was walking towards him, trailing Mama Sarah.

"It's a prospective foer loh" Mama said.

"Tante" Kartika shy.

"These cookies are made by him, I want a promotion, if you have an event, you better order with Kartika alone." said Mama Sarah to her two sisters.

"Oma loh, who promoted first, is not considered this?" Grandma who was out of nowhere came, interrupted the conversation.

"Grandma" Kartika shook Grandma's wrinkled hand, kissing her. "Thank you, Grandma, thanks to my sweet-selling cake."

"Thank God son" Oma rubbed the back of Kartika's hand.

"Waahh, the cake is indeed delicious" they said, who initially were not interested in hearing Oma's praise, simultaneously trying. They know, Oma's hardest to like someone else's cooking. If he had just spoken so, the cake would have been delicious.

In the middle of the conversation, a guest came. "Assynogaic"

"Girishal"

Stare at the newly arrived guests. Kartika and Devan.

The man wearing the black suit, a blend of navy blue shirts, although without a tie looked dignified, stammering over to the Devan family.

"Sir Rangga... What messenger was there from Miss Diana, until you came here?" cecar Devan's. Devan thinks Rangga's here on his wife's orders.

Yes, he is Rangga. Kartika was surprised, the feeling this morning Rangga only wear a narrow shirt. But now he has changed the look of looking cool.

"I'm not here to be told Diana" Angga replied staring at Kartika who was still surprised by Rangga's presence.

"Oh Father there's a need with me?" Devan looked at Rangga who was walking closer to Kartika.

"I'm going to pick up my wife" he said, his left hand clutching Kartika's shoulder.

"Wife?" exclaiming Devan, Oma and also Mama Sarah were surprised to look at Angga. "Then Miss Diana?" connect Devan.

But Rangga did not answer.

Devan's chest feels pain hearing Angga's speech. Like a rusty nail.

"Yes Oma, Aunt. This is my wife." Angga tightened his arms until Kartika was in pain. Cubitan landed on Angga's body.

Everyone stared at Kartika. "Oma, Auntie. I say yes first," Kartika immediately shook Mama Sarah's hand, alternating Oma's hand. Leaving Devan still confused do not want to talk what.

Rather than many questions from the Devan family it is better for Kartika to leave.

What does Mr. Rangga mean, where might be Rangga Tika's husband. Ah no way! if it is true, could it be that Rangga married Kartika without Diana's knowledge? all I know is, Miss Diana, which selfish person might want to share a husband, or they're having an affair?

Those questions are what are lodged in Devan's mind at this time.

"What is your relationship with Devan?" ask Angga, after the car runs. Actually afraid to ask this but Rangga does not want to lose Kartika.

"What do you mean?" Kartika heard Angga's slightly accusing question. Feels pissed.

"Devan seems to like you" said Rangga possessively.

"Let's just like it, what's wrong, anyway just like it. I myself do not chim in," said Kartika grinning.

"really? you don't like it?" ledek Angga's.

"Tau ah" Kartika leaned against the palm-clenched glass.

Angga glanced at the face of Kartika who was closing her eyes made her anxious.

"Where are we going now? your plan to see Ruko is not?"

"So anyway. but I've made a pact now, want to go together"

"Now call Sekar, make an agreement to meet there anyway," proposed Rangga.

"Oh yes" Kartika phone Sekar obey said Angga meet there.

"I'm sorry, I was late to pick you up, because I met Rudy first" After dropping off Jeni initially Rangga wanted to go straight home not intending to go to the office. However, he got a call from Rudy to go to the PT to meet a client, forced Angga to go home first to change clothes.

If it had not been to the office first, maybe Kartika would not have been picked up Devan. Rangga.

"I didn't want to trouble Mas Angga anyway, I know, it's a work day."

The conversation stopped, because they had reached their destination. Kartika has come down from the car to see Sekar who is waiting in front of the shophouse. While Rangga looking for a parking spot.

They rushed to the owner of the shop, then discussed again about the rental price.

"Oh so the price is lowered Cake?" tanya Kartika is excited, because the rent price per year is far from the budget.

"Actually this shophouse has been bought by others, but this person wants to help novice entrepreneurs such as neng, by lowering the rental price." said Grandpa. Directly get a thumbs up from Rangga without Kartika knowing, if the Angga outside hear their conversation.

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Blue water swimming pool highlighted garden lights. The rustling of the water broke the silence. Two legs appear to be swinging on the surface of the water. He was Devan sitting by the pool with his legs dangling down. He thought about the woman he loved.

He did not expect that the Selugu woman Kartika could snatch people's husbands. Her thought.

"This is just lying, Kartika is not like that." He was fighting against his own mind.

Devan is still confused, what's up? between Rangga and Kartika can be a relationship? Devan is putting on her hair.

The cold night breeze swept through the pores resuscitating itself that this time it was already late. He left the swimming pool just 50 meters from home.

"Where are you Dev?" ask her father who is still sitting at work. Seeing Devan pass by and then move on.

"Find the wind outside Pa" he answered."Papa himself why hasn't he slept? don't take care of your health too late." he added.

"Here comes Papa" Papa Hendrik pulls his son's hand into the work room.

"Until when, do you want to continue working with others?" ask Papa to smoke a cigarette tucked in both fingers. Smoke filled the room.

"Father don't smoke.remember! papa was often claustrophobic, his chest." glanced at Papa who was sitting next to him.

"Don't divert, Papa asked, when do you want to stop working and then demand Papa's business?" tanya Papa started to rise.

"Yes Pa, wait a few more months, at least Devan can withdraw from Diana's company" he said confidently.

Devan then went into the room, dropping his body in the mattress. Kartika's face danced in her eyes.

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