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

CHAPTER 194 POV HERRICE "After Meeting Christian"

I feel like I am at a crossroads. One side of my mind is asking to fight back in pursuit of Viona's love.

But on the other hand, it's like I'm getting one door open from Christian.

Yep. My stepbrother gave me a house with a food stall for me and Mama.

After many words, he gave me a home certificate in the central region. Which definitely makes me feel blue.

Not because my love stuck in treasure. No. gabe.

Nor was it because of being bribed home to exchange my heart that leaned on Viona.

But I saw Christian sincerely helping me from his heart, not because I wanted to trade with my deep feelings for Viona.

Yuliana Viona.

My beloved first wife.

Hm... I'm a fucking asshole. I deserve to be called a bastard.

After crushing Viona's feelings and letting her go just like that by carrying our baby, I now shamelessly think about it again.

I'd love to see Viona. Really want.

I want to meet my son.

Wanted to see his face. He hugged his body. If she's a girl, I want to buy her a doll. If he is a boy, a toy is appropriate for him.

I've been working as a bus kernet for a few days. He earns fifty thousand per day. Every day I set aside ten thousand for my son's gift.

It may have taken me a long time to achieve success. But now I can fantasize again. My diploma is in hand. And one more ability I just realized when bang Tigor complained about the condition of his city bus body that looks dirty and cute.

I am a mural artist. Even during college I often get big jobs drawing murals on the walls of cafes, discos, restaurants to the private sports field of someone who is bent.

I could try starting my mural again. Open a specialized workshop of murals and graffiti. Finally my brain frozen from the hatred of life, the wounds of the past and the sadness returned to normal thinking.

As Christian expected. I have to be the right person.

I have to get up. My mom needs me too. And I have to take care of it in Mama's old age. For who else would look after him but me, his only son.

Chris himself took good care of his two younger siblings. It even motivated me and financed our lives all along.

Right said Mama. I have so much to thank my stepbrother.

He is our God of help. Me and my mom especially.

Recalling her words yesterday, so that I would no longer interfere with Viona's life made me hold back my steps to try to meet my first wife.

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Down the house that Chris gave me, my heart thumped half to death.

Tiny house type 21. But I think it's pretty beautiful for me and Mama because the page is quite large. Enter the garage one car and two motorcycles even without a fence, because next to it a one-room building with a rolling door attached to the house.

Getting inside made me even more moved and my eyes started getting wet.

Complete furniture even rooms and kitchens as well.

I fell on the clean white ceramic floor. Crying when you see it all.

I. sinful man who was very ignorant yesterday, is now awakened.

Chris' kindness makes me see the true meaning of sincerity and greatness. He is the luckiest man God has given a heart as big as the ocean.

Her mother, left this world because of the pain most likely was by the traditional medicine that my mother often sent.

His father, taken by my mother and me. His life as a child must be flawed and bad because of the stigma of having a parent who is an *love sharer.

I think the pain in his heart must be deeper and bigger than mine.

However, Brother Chris can go through his bleak times very well and is actually elegant.

My mother was also treated. Then I am now, after it was destroyed to the brink of my life.he embraced and he gave living capital in the future.

Less good than Chris' brother to me?

Less care let alone him to me while I always look at him one eye, even yesterday I said to make Mama re-shaken soul.

Removing the remains of tears on the cheeks.

Opening the suitcase that Chris gave.

Taking and paying attention to my school diplomas.

Then. my divorce deed. I haven't had my autograph yet. Because I didn't accept Viona's divorce. That's why I still feel that Viona is still my wife. My first wife. I've never been mentally challenged.

Hhh...

Vio! I'm sorry, Viona! Sorry.thousands of sorry!

I finish them one by one first. Then I will come to Viona with a round heart, sincere in whatever Viona does. Even that he killed me. I'm willing.

Treeet...

Christian's brother called me on the phone he gave me too!

"Yes, Mum? Hello, Assalamualaikum?... Wh-what? Mama's back to the craze?? Ja. I'll go straight to the hospital, Mom! Thanks, the info!"

Clik.

Chris hung up on me. And I immediately otewe that moment in a hurry.

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