In a modest house, Devya is preparing for her needs to work tonight at a restaurant. Apart from working as a cake seller, she also works as a waitress at a restaurant so that she can pay for her son, Aslan's schooling. As a result, Axen never came to look for her, so she had to become an independent single mother
“Aslan, are you sure you want to go out with me tonight?”
Aslan is also preparing to help his mother with work
"Yes mom! I will be with you, I want to help you work.”
"Okay, come on, we have to quickly arrive at the restaurant."
"Okay!!"
The mother and child went by pedaling a bicycle, Devya sat in the back with the mother hugging Devya's waist tightly so she wouldn't fall.
"had reached."
“Aslan, please be careful.”
Aslan entered the restaurant before his mother, he greeted all the employees in the restaurant
"Good night Aunt Lisa."
Lisa is the owner of the restaurant, she is very happy to see Aslan who is very attractive
“good evening Aslan, have you come to give your mother a hard time?”
"No!! I'm here to help.” Aslan grinned, he was a very cheerful child
Devya wears a waitress outfit in the changing room
“Aslan, don't be naughty okay? You can help me but please don't be careless.”
Aslan raised his thumb and smiled broadly, showing his teeth
“Aslan is as cute as you were, dev.” Lisa teased Devya
"But, I'm not as careless as this kid." Devya grumbled making Lisa just laugh
"Come on, go to work."
Devya starts working she serves everyone who comes to eat in the restaurant
"Aunt Lisa, it seems there are customers there, may I help my mother to serve the ladies and gentlemen who are there?"
“of course good girl, you can do it.”
"Okay, thank you auntie."
Aslan brought the menu board in his hand, he started to approach the family who were sitting waiting for the waitress to come to them
“oh, you are my fan!!” Aslan pointed at Arslan making Axen and Amora turn to see Aslan, it was clear that Axen's facial expression was very surprised
Aslan's voice is so loud that Devya is worried that her son will cause trouble
"Aslan, what is this?"
Devya walked over to her son, she was very surprised to see her husband having dinner with Amora and their son Arslan, Devya's body felt very weak, she was very surprised to see the sight of the happy family.
"Deva, what's wrong?"
Devya took off the waitress apron and hat she was wearing and then she gave all the waitress equipment to Lisa
“Aslan, let's go.”
Devya held her daughter's hand tightly, avoiding the sight that really hurt her heart, she just wanted to get away from that painful thing, her heart hurt so much her chest felt tight
“Aslan, come up.”
Aslan, who was still looking at his mother in confusion, refused to leave
"No mother, I don't want to go."
“aslan!”
Aslan ran away back into the restaurant, he approached Arslan who was still staring at the child and mother confused
“excuse me, I'm sorry.” Devya lowered her head in embarrassment, she again held her daughter's hand tightly
"Aslan, let's go home."
"Don't want to!! Explain to me why you look scared like that.”
Devya looked at her daughter with a sharp gaze she hoped that her naughty daughter could understand her feelings right now
“Aslan, don't make me angry, please.” Devya's jolt makes customers make her the center of attention
Lisa tapped her on the shoulder
"Let me take care of Aslan, go to the kitchen quickly."
Devya looked at Aslan with a disappointed look, then she went running to the kitchen to cry and let out all her feelings which were very painful
“aslan, you want to keep serving them?”
Aslan nodded, he was indeed a stubborn child
"If I don't serve them, then mother won't get any money."
"pretty girl, come here." The man who called aslan is freshy
"What's wrong uncle?"
"can you serve me?"
From a distance, Axen's gaze couldn't be separated from freshness
“axen?”
Amora touched her hand, but Axen kept watching Freshy and heard their conversation
"Please, give this letter to your mother, okay?"
Aslan nodded he smiled then left with a piece of paper that Freshy had given to his mother.
"Mother."
Aslan saw his mother crying in the kitchen, he hugged his mother and apologized
"I don't want to stop serving tonight, because I don't want you to have no money."
Devya just smiled and nodded she stroked her son's head
"Sorry mom, okay? for jerking you off.”
Aslan smiled
"Mother, there is a handsome man who gave this letter to you."
“handsome uncle?”
"He wears glasses."
Devya smiled as she received the letter from her son, Devya already suspected that the man was Freshy
"Mom, don't cry anymore, OK?"
Devya just smiled and nodded
"enthusiasm to work, huh?"
"Yes."
His son returned to work as a waitress in place of his mother. Aslan was only ten years old but he was an independent child because he had lost his father and was used to living independently with his mother.
“devya.”
The voice surprised Devya, the voice that Devya really missed, the voice that was mentioned every night, the voice that now made her hate every time she heard it.
Devya starts working she serves everyone who comes to eat in the restaurant
"Aunt Lisa, it seems there are customers there, may I help my mother to serve the ladies and gentlemen who are there?"
“of course good girl, you can do it.”
"Okay, thank you auntie."
Aslan brought the menu board in his hand, he started to approach the family who were sitting waiting for the waitress to come to them
“oh, you are my fan!!” Aslan pointed at Arslan making Axen and Amora turn to see Aslan, it was clear that Axen's facial expression was very surprised
Aslan's voice is so loud that Devya is worried that her son will cause trouble
"Aslan, what is this?"
Devya walked over to her son, she was very surprised to see her husband having dinner with Amora and their son Arslan, Devya's body felt very weak, she was very surprised to see the sight of the happy family.
"Deva, what's wrong?"
Devya took off the waitress apron and hat she was wearing and then she gave all the waitress equipment to Lisa
“Aslan, let's go.”
Devya held her daughter's hand tightly, avoiding the sight that really hurt her heart, she just wanted to get away from that painful thing, her heart ached so much her chest felt tight
"Aslan, get on."
Aslan, who was still looking at his mother in confusion, refused to leave
"no mom, I don't want to go."
“aslan!”
Aslan ran away back into the restaurant, he approached Arslan who was still staring at the child and mother confused
"excuse me, forgive me." Devya lowered her head in embarrassment, she again held her daughter's hand tightly
"Aslan, let's go home."
"Don't want to!! Explain to me why you look scared like that.”
Devya looked at her daughter with a sharp gaze she hoped that her naughty daughter could understand her feelings right now
“Aslan, don't make me angry, please.” Devya's jolt makes the customer make her the center of attention
Lisa tapped her on the shoulder
"let me take care of aslan, go to the kitchen fast."
Devya looked at Aslan with a disappointed look, then she went running to the kitchen to cry and let out all her feelings which were very painful
“aslan, you want to keep serving them?”
Aslan nodded he was indeed a stubborn child
"If I don't serve them, you won't get any money."
“Beautiful girl, come here.” The man who called aslan is freshy
"what's wrong uncle?"
"can you serve me?"
From a distance, Axen's gaze couldn't be separated from freshness
"axen?"
Amora touched his hand, but Axen still paid attention to Freshy and heard their conversation
"Please, give this letter to your mother, okay?"
Aslan nodded he smiled then left with a piece of paper that Freshy had given to his mother.
"Mother."
Aslan saw his mother crying in the kitchen, he hugged his mother and apologized
"I don't want to stop serving tonight, because I don't want you to have no money."
Devya just smiled and nodded as she stroked her son's head
"I'm sorry mom, okay? for jerking you off.”
Aslan smiled
"Mother, there is a handsome man who gave this letter to you."
"handsome uncle?"
"He wears glasses."
Devya smiled as she received the letter from her son, Devya already suspected that the man was Freshy
"Mother, don't cry anymore, okay?"
Devya just smiled and nodded
"Enthusiasm for work, huh?"
"Yes."
His son returned to work as a waitress to replace his mother. Aslan is still ten years old but he is an independent child because he has lost his father and is used to living independently with his mother.
“devya.”
The voice surprised Devya, the voice that Devya really missed, the voice that was mentioned every night, the voice that now made her hate every time she heard it.
"Good night Mr. Axen, long time no see, huh?"
Axen looked into Devya's eyes making Devya hide the letter Freshy gave him behind his body
“You are causing me trouble, Devya.”
"Yes, of course. then you can throw me out of your life. Just give me the divorce papers and I'll sign them. Very easy."
The two of them stared at each other, Axen's body walked forward holding his wife's body right against the wall
"I've asked your parents to bring you to come to me."
"Hahaha, very funny Mr Axen. Who do you think you are in my life?”
"What do you mean by that?"
“I want to go back to work, don't bother me anymore. I could easily put you in confinement.”
Devya wiped her tears, she took back the waitress equipment, Axen's body got closer to her, Axen easily snatched the letter from Devya's hand, the letter Freshy gave her
“Just throw it away, I don't care about that. I only care about Aslan and Arslan."
"Come back to me, I will explain to you about everything."
"You're as badass as Freshy or Watson."
Devya left with great disappointment but her husband Axen's husband still held her hand tightly
"What is your reason for not meeting me when I asked you to meet me."
"Give me your reasons why you asked me to go with my two children."
"Watson has given you the reasons why I did that."
“Is Watson my husband?? "You should have told me what your reason was for kicking me out of your mansion, not disappearing for no reason and then returning with my child and your new wife."
The body is getting squeezed by the axen
“Amora sacrificed everything for us. in order to save our two children, he gave half of his company to freshy's family and in order to free me, he asked freshy to make me live with him."
Devya just grinned and pushed her body free from her husband's crush.
"I don't care what your reason is, I will still be disappointed in you because you didn't tell me directly and asked someone else to do it."
Axen closed my body again, he touched my face, looked at me closely until we kissed, his kisses were so rough, it indicated that a werewolf was angry, but Devya should be the one who was angry.
"Let me go!! bastard.”
Axen received a hard slap from Devya's hand which was so strong that he almost fell backwards.
“I will never forgive you, Axen!!”
Axen just grinned as he watched Devya leave with an angry face and sharp gaze
“I will make you fall inside me devya.”