DEEVANO

who was in front of the steering wheel. . He drove his car at high speed. Because he was feeling bad. Maybe if he could he would eat humans today too. It felt like it was raging in Dean's chest.

that were about to burst into tears. "I don't like everything my parents like. I don't like math, I don't like being a model either!" shouted Devano in his heart loudly. Arrive in front of the math tutoring building. He just left without saying goodbye to Pak Burhan, the private driver. "I'm sorry for young master Devano," said Pak Burhan, shaking his head with a sad heart. At nine in the evening Devano was finished for all activities. He wanted to just lay down on the bed. "Eh eh, Devano! Here you are!" Papah with a face full of anger called Devano who was at the door of the room. Just wanted to lay down. But can not. "What's wrong daddy?" asked Devano lazily. His face was so tired. He walked over to his father who was standing beside the couch in the living room. "Are you serious, you only get a nine-five math score?" asked papa who saw the school's WhatsApp group. "Yeah dad, why the heck? That's already good dad," said Devano casually. Even though his heart was pound

He really hates it. "Patience, honey, you have to be patient with daddy's attitude. Later, when mom already has a lot of money. I'm sure mom will ask for a divorce from your dad. Because your daddy always makes you sick. I know you really don't like math, right? But your daddy was right really obsessed with making you the champion of the international mathematics olympiad like he used to be," said mom angrily. "Don't mom, don't talk about divorce and divorce. Devan doesn't like it," Devan said firmly. "Yes, dear, yes, I'm sorry, dear. Mama is really annoyed with your father because of that," said the mother while continuing to treat her only child's back. "How was the modeling school, dear? Wasn't it? It was fun, wasn't it? Mama saw your photos in the wa group. Good results. Keep it up Devan. Surely you can become a famous model. Mama always supports you dear," said the mother trying to cheer her up the child is in pain. "Yes ma'am, it's delicious. Yes, I hope Devan can become an international model," Devan replied, smiling full of lies. He had to lie to make his mother feel happy. "If you can become a famous model, then you can travel the world. Hey, lat

t. She saw the wound on Devan's back. Red with big lines. "Devan? What's wrong with her back?" asked Riri in her heart. "Actually I don't want to help you. Because it's lol's fault. But later I was beaten by the residents. So I'll help you," said Devan, who was now wearing a white hoodie. His face looked flat. "Devan? Do you not join martial arts school? What's wrong with your back?" Riri asked in a doubtful tone. Devan's face looked very worried. "No, it's okay. I just fell," Devan said, quickly driving his car. He hoped that Riri would not know the reality of what happened to Devan. There was no conversation after that. Devan remained focused on the road ahead. Meanwhile, Riri kept wondering what was going on in her heart. what happened to Devan. Only two minutes the car arrived in front of the school. It was no longer raining until school. Immediately Devan came down and helped unload Riri's bicycle. "Thanks, Devan," Riri said with a friendly smile Devan just kept quiet walking so fast . He doesn't want to be closer than Riri. He doesn't like to be close to anyone at this school. Being alone is the most comfortable for him. "That's really weird, kid," Riri said, looking at Devan's back that was ge

many followers!" Zahra exclaimed showing Devan's Instagram account. "Wow, that's a lot! That's cool!" Riri said glancing at Devano. There is a sense of sadness when remembering the wound on Devano's back. "Is it possible for a quiet guy like Devano to suddenly become a celebrity?" Za