EVEN THOUGH MY WIFE IS BLIND

46. I'll Definitely Pick You Back

Dalvin clutched his phone tightly. She was disappointed in herself for making Soraya cry sobbing.

Something was missing in him, empty and hollow. Previously only distance separated them in the days of struggling for Dalvin to heal Soraya's eyes, not time. He only left early in the morning and went home late at night, but would return to Soraya the same day. But this time, he goes to meet the pressure of his cruel stepbrother to stay away from his own wife's life forever.

He is absolutely not allowed to be happy by the Ambassador, and it seems that Duta is very phobic with the happiness he feels, so there are only crimes committed by the Ambassador to ensure he is slumped in destruction.

Dalvin opens his phone and sends Soraya a message. After that, he even sobbed himself. His face flushed to his ears withstanding the pain of his heart.

"I'm sorry, Sora... Sorry..." Tangis Dalvin's. It seemed he had fallen into the pit of love for his wife, so he felt lifeless when he got out of her.

Dalvin rushes into his car after long standing behind the gates of the minimalist home he occupied during his marriage to Soraya. He continued to observe Soraya's movements from inside his car.

While inside the house, Soraya's heart is deeply broken when reading a message from Dalvin.

"I know from Ambassador that your eye surgery was successful, so it's better if you read the message directly from me, right? Counting replacing activities that you have not been able to do, READ... Get you out of my life, I can't walk with you anymore... The ambassador has let go of the woman I like, and I'll be back with her... Rio's mandate is really troublesome for me, so I try hard for the healing of your eyes... Yes, even in vain, there was at least an Ambassador who helped me pay for the operation... Oh yes, for the few nights you spent serving me, just think of it as the payment for all your needs that I've been responsible for all this time..."

Soraya screamed in annoyance. He was upset because he did not believe that the man he considered as an angel during that time was just an ordinary man who had a heart of the devil.

He slammed his phone on the floor until it broke. Not the fault of the phone, but because the phone is a gift Dalvin.

"At least why don't you come see me, huh? I want to stare at your bead, look for lies in it..." Isak Soraya's.

Soraya slowly got up from her seat, she walked over to the closet where she used to calm herself down when she sulked at Rio, something she never did while with Dalvin.

"Is your best friend really like this? Let me not live in luxury with him, but I've been happy all along... Could it be that he was depressed by his psychopathic half-brother? If it was him, I would help him teach his half-brother a lesson..."

Soraya squeezed both her knees. His sharp gaze imagined the face of the Ambassador he remembered had inflicted a lot of pain on him and Dalvin.

But confused, he does not even know where Fernando's residence is, although he realizes Dalvin will never come there after the events of the last time.

Soraya shook her head, "i won't find an easy way to get you, Vin... If you have decided to leave, then you alone must fight to return..."

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Dalvin glanced at the seat next to him, where he had piled up his belongings that he had taken before Soraya entered the house.

"I'm sorry, Sora, I have to go... I hope you're okay after this..."

Dalvin immediately drove his car out of the yard with a heavy heart. He had to leave, because he knew the Ambassadors were stalking him. He was afraid that the Ambassador would hurt Soraya.

Dalvin returns to his home, where he grew up without affection. He snorted at the house, remembering the last time.

"Sora wouldn't believe me if I came here, so I had to lick my own saliva in front of Sandra's mom and dad..." Dalvin Mumbled.

"When are you home?" Syndicated Sandra.

"It's my mother's house that her in-laws bought, so, there's no harm in me if I want to go in and out of this house... Just be careful, you should immediately ask your husband to buy a new house for you and your son to stay, before the child of the owner of this house to evict you.." WEB..." Dalvin answered no less tightly, and then passed leaving Sandra who looked panicked did not dare to speak because she felt squeezed tongue.

Sandra crashed into the magazine she was holding because she was so upset to hear Dalvin's reply that seemed brave against her.

"When did he dare to do so?" Sandra's murmur.

Dalvin went into his room. He closed the door slowly. Soraya's shadow was sitting on the bed waiting for him every time he came home from work, making him miss those times.

He walked slowly to the bed, then laid his body down without opening his shoes first. His heart still felt sore considering his wife was alone, a plain woman from the village.

I asked God to give me back my mom once, but God didn't... This time, I will whine to God to be able to bring us together again at another time... Sora, until I resolve my issues with Duta, be patient waiting for me for a moment... I'll definitely pick you back up... I am your husband, you are my wife, and you are forever mine...

Dalvin fell asleep in despair. In a heart so sore it stifles the longing. He asked Soraya if everything was fine when she underwent corneal transplant.

All around the room was still the same, the room was a mess after the last time he and Duta fought for self-respect. The self-esteem of the woman who was almost abused by her half-sister, and her own pride as a husband of that woman.

After the evening, Dean came home from work. Sandra ran to greet her husband while complaining about her stepson who had suddenly come earlier this afternoon.

"When will you buy a house for your mom?" Ask grumbling.

"Home?" Dean's forehead frowned.

"Your beloved son has just come home, he plans to expel me and the Ambassador..." Sandra's Story.

"Indeed so?" Dean asked not to believe Sandra's complaint.

"Just ask him..." Ketus Sandra began to get upset at the attitude of Dean who did not seriously respond to his complaints.

Dean no longer pinched his wife's remarks, he immediately walked to Dalvin's room to ensure the return of his second son.

When he opened the door to Dalvin's room, he smiled to see his son asleep hugging a roll. While he did not know what suffering Dalvin was feeling now by his first son.

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