"Ah yes, Leo also knows this, if Grandma can't wait, Grandma just ask Leo," he added.
"Even Leo already knows this?" asked Grandma enthusiastically.
Devan nodded, "Yes, Grandma."
"Oh My God, why are you guys hiding such a big secret?" said the old woman as she took a shaky breath.
"What secret are you two talking about?" Seira suddenly appeared from behind and overheard the conversation between her mother and her son.
"Nothing," replied Grandma then got up from her position and walked away, she didn't even say another word to Devan and had disappeared at the end of the room.
Seeing the old woman's behavior, Seira's brow furrowed faintly. "What are you two talking about?" she asked again repeating the previous sentence.
"You guys are hiding something?" she added again.
Devan sighed harshly, he knew very well that his mother was still under the influence of anger. It can be seen from the gleam in her eyes when she looks at him.
"I only asked about Leo's condition," said Devan.
Mrs. Seira's brows knit together in confusion.
"I want to see Leo first," Devan said again as he stood up from his seat, leaving Seira alone in the room.
When he set foot on the second floor, Devan immediately headed to his cousin's room, even though the man always bothered and annoyed him, but that didn't mean Devan would ignore him, after all, Leo was his cousin. A man who was very close to him more than his mother and father.
Leo, who was leaning on the bed while playing with his cellphone, was surprised by Devan's sudden arrival. Because the man just walked in without knocking on the door first.
"You startled me," Leo said, clutching his chest.
"How is your condition?" asked Devan ignoring his cousin's words, he then looked for a comfortable seat in the room.
"As you can see for yourself. The doctor still forbids me to move much," Leo replied as he put his cell phone on the nightstand right beside his bed.
Devan just nodded, lay down on the sofa while closing his eyes, looking so tired.
"Since when did you come back?" Leo asked.
"Today," Devan answered simply.
"Did everything go well? You met with Anna, right?" Leo asked again.
"Erm," Devan replied still with his eyes closed.
"You talked to her? You explained everything right? What did she say? Is she angry?" Leo asked again.
Hearing his cousin's continuous questions, Devan heaved a rough sigh. "Everything went well, and she's fine," Devan answered simply.
"So what's your next plan?" Leo asked again.
Devan was silent for a moment, causing Leo to do the same and just waiting for his cousin to speak again.
"Maybe marry Anna?" Devan replied after a few minutes of silence.
"But what about Byanca? Have you told your intentions to the big family? I thought, maybe you've talked to all of them," Leo asked, his gaze never leaving Devan.
"Don't worry about it, I already have other plans."
"Are you sure? Do you need my help?"
"With your condition like that?" Devan slowly opened his eyes, turned to his cousin who was leaning on the bed.
Hearing that, Leo smiled as he rubbed the back of his neck.
"Did you know that your wedding reception ..."
"Don't talk about this wedding again, I'm tired," Devan replied then reached into his trouser pocket, pulling out a flat object from there.
Leo, who still wanted to satisfy his curiosity, now stopped when he saw that his cousin seemed to be contacting someone.
Knock... knock... knock...
Suddenly a knock on the door was heard, distracting Leo's attention, while Devan was already seen talking to someone on the phone.
Only a few seconds later, Serly appeared from behind the door. In both hands, she held a tray of food and juice.
"I'm full, Mom," Leo said before his mother.
"I brought this for Devan, since arrived, he hasn't been drinking or eating anything," replied Serly, walking towards her nephew who was busy with his cell phone on the sofa in the room.
"So Mama brought it for Devan? Where for me?" Leo protested.
"You said you were full?"
Hearing that, Leo put on a sullen face.
"Okay, okay, I'll bring it for you too," said Serly as she put down the food and drink she brought for Devan, then walked towards the door.
"No need, Mom. I was just joking," Leo said again with a big smile.
Serly stopped in her tracks and turned to face her son, took a deep breath, and said, "You know what? If you weren't sick, this tray might have landed on your head."
Hearing his mother's words, Leo chuckled crisply. "I'm sorry, Mom," he said still with a smile that didn't leave his lips, as if he didn't feel guilty at all.
Serly took a deep breath, the middle-aged woman then turned around and ignored her son. Again approached Devan who seemed to have finished talking to someone on the phone.
"Thanks for the drink, Auntie," Devan said to Serly.
"Don't hesitate, have a drink," replied Serly.
After taking a few sips of the cold drink, Devan put it back on the table.
"Do you want to tell me something? Or maybe you want to scold me too?" said Devan trying to guess what the middle-aged woman purpose.
"Ah, no, no. Don't get me wrong, Devan," said Serly in denial.
"Then? Does Auntie have anything to talk about?" asked Devan again, not without reason he asked like that, because Mrs. Serly doesn't usually approach him like this.
"Shall not I have to treat you as my son too?" Said Serly.
"It's not like that, Auntie. It's just that I'm not used to it," replied Devan.
"How are you, Auntie? Do you feel at home in this house?" Now Devan asked back.
He didn't know, why such questions come out of his lips. Because usually, he is always indifferent to his surroundings, including his own family.
"Erm, as you can see. I come to Indonesia only because of your wedding. Getting back together with my family is enough for me to feel comfortable in this house," said Serly.
"It's very well, Auntie," said Devan curtly.
Leo who watched the interaction of the two people frowned because for him it was strange if he saw Devan who was not as usual.W