FIRST WIFE REVENGE (I Don'T Love You Anymore)

CHAPTER 157 JO'S WORDS COME TRUE

Fika gave word, if next week he will graduate. Fika really wants someone to accompany. And ask all her sisters to attend the graduation event at the Singapore campus.

Brother Mutia and Kak Christian have also returned to the household. Even now more harmonious after I gave him advice to go to the alim ulama or marriage counselor.

Their home does not begin with love. But along the journey that has been a year and a half, where both are committed and hold the promise of each other until the deadline.

It doesn't hurt for them to start a new life.

Both open themselves, and see each other's kindness during a year-and-a-half marriage.

Brother Chris never hurt the body and spirit of Mutia. Even being a husband on standby and responsible for supporting his children and wife.

So is Mutia's sister. Even though he still harbors love for the Word, he tries to hold himself back. Undergoing her duties as a wife, even if only outside her. Mutia never tried to play with fire to get back to the Word.

She's a great girl. Determined to keep his good name and husband until the time of the divorce agreement arrived. Even Mutia always accompanied Chris wherever and whenever when her husband was in trouble. When submitting a report on the crime of mama Tasya to the police, to Papa Bambang who is also a prisoner of the KPK. Mutia faithfully kept Christian's emotional stability.

Also when the mother died, and the most tragic incident... Papa Bambang shot Jo and ended his life with a pist*l that was used to kill Jo's life.

Hhh...

I return sad, remembering the brother of Jonathan Lordess.

The man I met earlier, I thought he had a little bit of a mental illness. Because he always called me by the name 'Louisa'. It turns out. because my face is similar to his first ex-girlfriend.

Hhh... Sister...! I miss you, Brother Jo!

I could only cry in the bathroom. Crying slowly under a warm shower. Because it will not be heard by Roger and also Dzakki.

My son is now four months old.

Jo's words come true.

If my son was gonna get on a business-class plane at four months old.

Now Dzakki really took a plane to Singapore at the age of exactly four months.

Roger and I consulted Lena's doctor. Worried that it would cause my Dzakki to grow up if I took him and boarded a plane.

But the examination turned out to be good. Dzakki's health condition is good. And can be taken and to fly to Singapore with a healthy certificate from doctor Lena.

Our big family (along with Chris's little family) and bi Tini and Kenken boarded a business-class commercial flight to Singapore which took about an hour and a half in the air. The three krucils only paid the plane ticket twenty percent of the normal price.

Prospective entrepreneurs and CEOs of large companies. Enjoy them sitting sweet on the plane. Although their ears are in the 'earmuff' plug'. But they are not fussy and do not bother other passengers.

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"Finally..."

Fika welcomed us at Changi airport. Her beautiful face is so bright.

"Waaah... Velli, Verrel... It's big! Can you walk, brother?" ask Fika to Mutia's sister.

Dici*mnya cheeks of the twins with very anxious.

Fika smiled at me. Peek at me too after Mutia's sister.

But... He doesn't mind my handsome son!

I'm sad. Can only duck and swallow saliva. Fortunately my handsome son did not understand jealousy, seeing his other brother can ci*man dear from his Tantenya. Turns out Fika, still holds a grudge.

"Why don't you kiss my son too?"

I'm glad Roger reprimanded Fika. Even if only in the heart.

"He's not Roger's son! He's the son of the baj*ngan!"

Deg.

Fika's answer made me limp my knee. Hix...Fika, please don't say swear words to my son!

"Hey, Fika! Don't say rude things in front of my sons!" tegur kak Christian made us slowly walk together towards the parking area and slide to the location of the hotel that brother Chris booking not far from the campus Fika.

I can only be quiet. A little hurt, but trying to understand the pain of Fika also on Herdilan. Father of Dzakki Boy Julian.

But... Dzakki is my son, Fika! Hhh... And suppose that Jo's brother exists. Fika couldn't dare to act like that to my son! Please take Fika's hatred for my unmistakable son!

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