Married to my Uncle Friend
Almost tempted

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"Oh Allah, what kind of dream is this, hiks.mas Devan, what are you doing there? everything in the dream is not true hiks ..you do not have an affair with another woman is mas hiks.." lirih Amera.

In Devan and Cantika's room.....

Cantika had just come out of the bathroom wearing only sexy red lingerie, it made Devan nudge his saliva rough.

"O Allah what are these temptations? is this true because I still feel awkward that this woman in front of me is my wife. Because I feel that he is lying because my little heart disputes what this woman is saying plus I always dream of a woman whose face still looks fake" Inner Devan.

Cantika immediately approached Devan who was sitting on the bed and started to smile seductively. It even makes Devan feel uncomfortable, he felt the air of the room began to heat because of the attitude and clothes worn by Cantika.

"I love you mas" Cantika said and approached Devan who was looking at him.

Devan who saw the two guns*** great*n belonging to Cantika also turned his face to another direction, If other men maybe he will be happy to be treated to the scene. But it's not Devan somehow he's disgusted to Cantika for acting like a whore so.

Seeing the rejection from Devan irritated Cantika, because she felt her body was so seductive and it would definitely bring men to their knees in front of her.

"What's wrong with you, Mom? don't you like seeing me dress up like this? usually you like to see me wearing this lingerie" explained Cantika to Devan who had been staring at him.

"I don't like it, you look like a bad woman aka a whore" explained Devan coldly.

Cantika can only sigh upset because Devan said to him, he felt very insulted by the devan speech to him.

"Mas Alex has a lot of heart with me, I'm your wife and not a whore" angry Cantika.

"Whose bitch are you?" obviously Devan.

"So Alex said it" Cantika began to pretend to cry.

"Mas just said it looks like it" Devan explained trying to defend himself.

"The bad guy" Cantika said and left Devan for the bathroom.

Devan was just staring at the door that had been closed by the cantika, he felt a little guilty when his intention was not at all to say Cantika was a whore but Cantika had mistaken him.

Devan eventually decides to sleep in Rani's room tonight, as she does not want to sleep with Cantika as she also has little doubt that Cantika is his wife.

He will seek the truth in the form of their marriage book which Cantika does not show him.

The morning.

Amera had prepared her favorite meal and started serving it at the dinner table, after which she called Mama Devan for breakfast. But he had not been able to go to his mother's room has been seen down the stairs one by one.

"Amera just picked up mama e...Mama's down" Amera said with a smile.

"Since mama has smelled the smell of your delicious cooking, baby, so mom immediately down. If only Devan was here he would soon eat your food" said Mama Devan.

" Already why are you even sad so, let's eat and pray that Han quickly find Devan's whereabouts. That Han is a very intelligent person the prayer will not be long for sure be able to find Devan, After that they return to eating together.

While in Surabaya Han is tracing every corner of Surabaya, but has not found a speck of hope about the existence of Devan.

"Sir where you really are, do you not feel sorry for Amera and your mama" said Han as he looked at Poto Devan on his phone, until it crossed his brain to spread Poto Devan throughout Indonesia so that young people find Devan.

"But wouldn't it be dangerous for Lord Devan he'd be a lot of rivals must be a lot of people who are after his life" Han explained in the end. So he decided not to spread Poto Devan in Indonesia.

While Devan is persuading Cantika who is angry with him, he is confused how to persuade the woman he believes Cantika is angry because of the incident last night.

"Can I'm sorry that I offended you, but I really can't do that to you and I don't mean to say you're a whore" Devan said.

"But why! I'm your wife, so what's the problem? why don't you want to fuck with me" asked Cantika to Devan who made Devan speechless.

"Because I still feel doubtful" said Devan lirih.

"What do you doubt?" ask Cantika.

"I'm not going to touch you as long as I haven't returned to remembering the past, you don't have to ask me what the point is we just live this relationship like friends" Devan explained.

"How could that be? you no longer love the same as I hiks.... continues Rani what? he is the epitome of our love because you have the same heart as me " said Cantika while crying.

Devan could not bear to see Cantika crying directly hugging Cantika, and stroking her hair slowly.

"Have not cried, I'm sorry if it offended you but try to see from the other side" Devan said.

"But why can't you accept me mas, as if you changed and opened the Alex mas I knew first" Cantika said while crying a lie that would make Devan feel sorry for Cantika.

"Damn I must look sad so that he can accept me completely, anyway I will not let him go any way "inner Cantika.

After that he took off his hug from Devan and went to the bath to clean his body while Devan he went to Rani's room to take her daughter to breakfast together.

skip Rani's room.

"Honey wake up this morning, why haven't you woken up mm.." asked Devan.

"Still sleepy pa" said Rani.

"Just wake up baby and papa will bathe you so let's get up" Devan told Rani. Rani immediately complies and goes to the room and is followed by Devan from behind.

After bathing Devan and Rani directly to the dining table for breakfast together, there was already Cantika who had smiled welcoming them as if no problem had happened.

"Unfortunately mama wants to eat anything mm. This is all Papa Alex who cooked Lo" said Cantika.

"You want fried eggs ma" said Rani spirit.

Cantika immediately got the egg for her daughter.

...TBC....