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"Sister I mean, pouncing on me like how?" tanisha asked pretending not to understand. But it only hurt him.

Devan drew his face closer to Tanisha who was holding his body. Increasingly eroding the distance between them, until really not far apart.

Tanisha had sounded the alarm warning for his body. He wants to push Devan's body, but is afraid to aggravate the wounds on the man's body.

"Sister, don't do this" said Tanisha. "A lot of people are looking at us." he said again.

And Tanisha's words made Devan's brain digest him more carefully. Is this an invitation or an offer as a code he's willing to do more than this? Inner Devan. He summed up Tanisha's words like that.

"I like you to call me Big Brother, rather than Master," whispered Devan right in front of Tanisha's ear. And it was successful to make Tanisha's face flushed and felt hot. "And I've warned you, don't show that face in front of a stranger." Devan continues while stealing a brief kiss on Tanisha's cheek.

Tanisha's eyes are puffed up as Devan kisses her cheeks. How could the man do something like this in such a crowded place? Tanisha was both embarrassed and annoyed. His intention was only to help this foreign man but instead got treatment that he thought was not good.

"What the hell, brother!" Tanisha took off her hand on Devan's arm. "I don't think my brother needs any help. I'll go first then." Tanisha steps away leaving Devan alone.

But not far away he stepped, Tanisha heard a scream of pain from behind. And Tanisha still remembered who the owner of the voice was.

Tanisha stopped her steps and looked back. How surprised he was to see Devan back on the floor, and there were some people who petrified Devan to stand up. Guilt was back in his heart.

"The number is, if it hurts, do not swerve. Let's not make people worry!" spontaneous chatty soul Tanisha out. He was used to acting like this when his brother was injured and difficult to say.

Instead of being angry or upset, Devan is happy to get Tanisha's attention in her own way. All this time, the woman who dared to advise him was very mother and Ayumna, wife of Heaven.

Devan continued to stare at Tanisha as the girl opened her shirt and pressed down on the blood coming out of her scar. Her lips rose upwards carving a smile as she looked at the face of Tanisha who was so worried about her injuries.

"Mdak is wrong too! Why would you leave her boyfriend injured like this? If indeed you have a problem, it is solved with a cold head Ma'am. Not with emotion. Later instead of subsiding but even impact on your relationship. Better to talk well. In a relationship, the point must be to trust each other and be open to each other." said a middle-aged woman with a shady face to Tanisha.

Tanisha was silent again hearing the words of the middle-aged woman. It is better to choose to say the word, rather than getting complicated later.

Devan smiled meaningfully. His plan worked to keep the bum girl he knew her name nearby. I've dropped my target. Don't expect you to run, pretty girl. Devan said in his heart. Now in his brain arranged various ways, in order to ensnare the girl.

Mas Devan... I suggest it is better not to be the same Tanisha. You don't know who Tanisha really is😌

Oh, ja. This is my birth month. I want to giveaway. But you have to enter my GC first, to find out how the conditions are😊