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

CHAPTER 230 POV HERDIK FIRLANDO

Hhh...

Viona leaves the Capital with Dzakki Boy Julian.

I-i know. My actions are so wrong. The move I took was wrong and too rash.

At Viona's happiness day party, I made a troublemaker instead.

I just want to express my heart all. About my love for Viona. About my miss to her. Also the curiosity that always hit me every night.

I wonder what my son looks like.

And after I found out that Dzakki was my son. This happiness overflows, until I forget and it makes things even more chaotic.

Viona really hates me.

Viona, beat me all out with her tiny hands.

I was happy. Very happy.

Viona has changed. Slowly but surely, Viona became a strong and strong person.

It really blew me away. Because finally dare also defend his own pride without the help of people.

He actually made up his mind without the other party's interference. Even it was Chris, also Roger.

But unfortunately, he took our son far away. It was hard for me to monitor them from a distance.

I asked Chris for advice. Wishing he could give me a way or at least maybe a job for me on the same island as Viona and Dzakki.

"Let Viona first with her anger, Lan!" that's what Chris said.

And I was surprised, when Roger also came to Mas Chris' house while I was asking for his advice.

Roger challenged me, one on one.

It's clear I lost. Me, I didn't have any martial arts from childhood. I only fight with money. Get paid thugs and street guys when I have a problem.

That's my past.

But, I accepted Mas Roger's challenge.

Because he said, who lost. Especially love.

I, received a raw bogem mas Roger. A sign that I really want Viona, from the bottom of my heart.

Yuliana Viona.

The first woman in my life.

The first is to be the one who makes it hard to sleep.

Remember the first time I saw him.

Walk leisurely yet gracefully. Looking left and right, looking for our blue campus administration space.

I still remember clearly, his sweet face even in a flat look. Comprong jeans and plain shirt light blue color. White sneakers and black leather backpack. His young age of just 18 years makes me excited to glance at him many times.

I followed his steps from about ten meters.

Suddenly an adult man in an army uniform approached him. They talked long enough. And I'm just waiting for the two of them after a chat.

Until the sweet girl resumed her steps after the father of the army went back. (After three days I knew that the father was his father)

Her name is Viona Yuliana. Enroll in the blue campus majoring in business management.

Of course I'm glad I'm not a bitch.

The absence of his name is right on top of mine. Because Viona signed up first from me. And we ended up in the same room. The same class.

Since then, I've tagged Viona every day.

On the second day we became freshmen, I forced myself to approach him. Invite him to acquaintance with my slenge'an style. Whiny and a little indifferent when my heart is dagdigdug.

Apparently, as I thought. That girl is so jutek.

He didn't respond to me at all. It even looks illfeel when I'm around.

Maybe because of my cup face that I did cover with long hair and dirty appearance does not care about yourself, especially the face.

I was really scared to be the one who came back like Junior High.

Hhh... Nevermind! The old story, I must now close after losing a landslide from Roger in front of Christian.

They are my brothers. Whatever they hate me, it's my brother. There's strong papa's blood running through our veins. So said Chris.

Viona should be happy. Viona can't get hurt back. Especially so the fall of our clan again.

Either destiny brings him always to our area. For sure his innocent love made us clansmen fall for his charms.

"Nobody moves first! I'll tell you, let Viona take her own steps!" chris' advice got me down.

"I have to look after Dzakki! I'll see them as usual, once every four weeks! Don't ban me!" tukas mas Roger's. He was the closest person to my son. I understand how she feels.

Chris himself did not reply to Roger's remarks. It seems he also understood Roger-Dzakki's inner closeness.

For some reason, after my fight with Roger's body, this heart calmed down.

We got closer and got used to the meeting even though it still looked awkward.

Mama also turns out to be often chattan with mas Chris. Behind me they seem to meet often. Even Mama now has back her confidence which has only looked down and looked down before Roger and Christian mas.

God is Good.

After the storm, hurricanes, hurricanes alternated with fluttering heat. Time shouts us.

Time is indeed the cure of all the pain in the heart.

The most important one is definitely Christian.

Thanks to Christian, this plan of kinship ties intertwined. We are both aware of each other, all the past is very bitter we have to replace. A bright and happy future.

Fika, at first don't like me especially Mama. But thanks to the persistence of Mama changing personally in a good direction, my sister also began to soften.

Especially when Fika has a high fever when she returned to Indonesia the day after Viona moved to Bali. Mama who escorted and accompanied Fika to go back and forth to the hospital.

That's where the closeness of the two began to intertwine.

I am so grateful, our once complicated life path now looks easy.

All melts with the awareness of each heart that wants peace. I last saw Mama and Fika praying together at Christian's house.

What a moving sight for me.

Thank you, Lord, the Greatest. I am happy and very grateful.

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