FIRST WIFE REVENGE (I Don'T Love You Anymore)
CHAPTER 141 In Frame "Bloody Events"
"May I see his Viona Om Lord?" delan asked a high-level curious.
Jonathan grinned widely.
Target has fallen into the trap. Would he be in awe if I showed him my photos with Viona? muttered Jonathan's heart.
Ahah! I have a picture of my old man with Louisa! Hehe... I worked on him first, before his heart collapsed I told him the truth!
"It... Viona Om Lord?"
"Yes." Yeah."
Herdilan smile. It looks very similar! Only difference, in this photo Om Lord is still young. Hehe... It turns out this is so, the genitals of a bipolar sufferer! he said in his heart.
Jonathan smiled. Haha... Trapped him too! Very visible smile of his mother who showed the nature of the Culas derivative of Tasya Bams! Ck ck... I love my picture with Viona, exciting times huh!?!
"This too!"
Herdilan's eyes looked wide open.
"This...?!?! This is my wife, Om! Yuliana!!!"
"Yes indeed! But ex-wife! You need to err! Why has your response changed?"
"Where's Viona? Where is he, Om? Vionaa... Viona...!!!"
Herdilan direct attitude changed 180 degrees.
The 26-year-old man stood up. Scrambling around his waist with a tense face while shouting to call out his wife's name. Ex-wife to be exact.
"Yyahoo!!!"
You can't be a rancid boy! Jonathan snorted with a faint smile. His eyes only saw Delan who was more like a hen who was shuffled looking for a place to lay eggs.
"Where are you hiding Viona!"
"Viona's not in this house! If you don't believe me, go find him. Please!"
"Of! So Viona's been with Om all this time?"
"Yes. Indeed indeed. Wh why? Haven't you been throwing it away without feeling?"
"I never threw away my wife. Nah! I love Viona! I love her!"
"Love? What love? What kind of love? What did you forget about after another woman came to tease you?"
"Of... I'm khilaf Om! It was really khilaf at the time! I think Om can understand me. I'm young, but I have it all. It's only natural that I forgot myself! Please, Om! Please meet me with Viona! I will take care of her whole heart this time!"
"Huh! It's good you said!... Sorry Delan! Viona and I are getting married soon, after Viona gives birth. So..., please you should keep your distance from her later!"
"Om??? Is the word of om right?"
"Where have I ever lied like Tasya's mom? You see, he lied to me, Tania and you thoughtlessly!"
"Mama did it because of the circumstances!"
"Yes. Circumstances that also set him up because he was lulled in treasure. Living comfortably, that's the reason!!!"
"But Mama has no evil intentions on Om and Aunt Tania! Just want to be loved too. Don't want anything else!"
"Love, honey..lusty money is also thirsty for fame! No matter what cousin and his little ones were!... Your mama is cool! (Prok prok prok)!"
"So all this time, Om knew the story of Mama and Papa as well as Aunt Tania?"
"I know everything! I saw all your Mama's crimes too your Papa! Hhh... They think that the good and glorious life they chose through that shortcut will last forever? No, Delan!"
"Of... Why doesn't Om want to wake everything up? Why does Om let Mama and Papa continue in error?"
"I? I resuscitated them??? You don't quite know their nature and disposition. Tasya and Bams are a good couple. Bangs*t and baj*ngan couples! Just like you and Lady Navisha! The same!!!"
Herdilan dropped his body in front of Jonathan. His cry broke, his sobbing spewed.
He pleads with Omnya for the good of being reunited with Viona the first wife.
"Of... Please be kind, Om! Please. hik hik hik...!"
"Is that so, Jo?"
Jonathan and Herdilan were shocked.
Someone else turned out to be listening to their debate.
"Mas Bams!!!"
"Papa???"
A large tall man stood about five meters from Jo and Delan.
His face was black but pale. Her medicine almost now finished off her jet black hair.
Bambang Suherman's.
Stand with the side leg slightly limped and shed fresh blood.
Bambang escaped from KPK custody???
And his right hand took something. A firearm.
Herdilan who was still sitting in front of Jonathan rounded up his vision.
"Father!!! What's Papa doing?"
"Shut up Herdilan! It's Papa's business with this one!"
"Hehehe! You can escape from police custody!"
Bambang remained focused on Jonathan who looked calm. Even Jo was still laughing as she stepped slowly to the right and to the left.
"After you hurt my brother, you are still unconscious of your wrong behavior!?" jo's words made Bambang spread his eyeballs. Glassy but no tears.
"Tania... is gone! All because of you, Jo!!!"
"You gobl*k! You killed him!!! Through the hands of your second wife that you kept long enough!!! Why are you blaming me!!!"
Jonathan shouted loudly. He pointed his index finger at his brother-in-law who was fourteen years older than him.
"You made my peaceful life with Tania and Tasya fall apart!" Now Bambang is screaming.
"O Allah, my Lord!!! This curse is still arrogant unconscious, if his actions destroy yourself!"
Dor dor dor
Three times the bullet was ejected from the 9 mm caliber revolver that Bambang was holding. Through Jonathan's chest and stomach.
"Father!!!" jerdilan shouted in disbelief.
While Jonathan only gawked while holding his chest and stomach torn. Fresh blood seeped out from his skin then penetrated into Jonathan Lordess's clothes.
"Congratulations, Bams! You are now a follower of the demon demons in hell! Congratulations on your success in becoming a devotee of the devil!" jo said with a big smile.
Dooor...
One more shot Bambang. Right about the batok head of the sister-in-law who immediately fell down with a bloodbath.
Herdilan did not dare to blink looking at the handsome Papa standing before him. His eyes continued to drain the water like a flooded tributary.
"Father!!!" he said with a clean.
And...
"Dwarf! Forgive your Papa! Christian, Roger, Fika... Sorry Papa! Forgive..because telsh became the evil Papa!"
Dor!!!
This time he shot himself in the head. And.. fell down after dropping the firearm that was previously held.
"Papaa...!!! Papa!!! About Lordeeess!!! Tolooong! Whoever tolooong!!!"
The atmosphere at noon at eleven became the most heartbreaking bloody event in the life of a Herdilan Firlando.
An event he will never forget in his entire life.
