
"That means we're in the same camp, brother!" my words made Brother Jo nod quickly.
"I want to avenge my heartache on them!"
"Me too! Me too!"
"You ready, Viona? Are you ready to be destroyed again? Because they're not just anyone we can reply to as easily as a tongue saying, Viona! Maybe it's us they destroyed again!"
I stared fixedly at the face of Jonathan's brother, Loedess om Herdilan Firlando. Then nod.
"Please help me, brother! Big brother who knows better how to destroy them!" I say with certainty.
"Hahaha, you don't know how cruel Tasya Jessica is. In fact... I started because my life was arranged by him!"
I'm stifled. Brother Jo laughed bitterly. His hand stroked the poniku slowly.
"Si Herdilan must feel pain many times that of you, Viona! So did Tasya, who had been seizing my brother's happiness all this time! Come on, let's make them 'consciously!"
I cried, moved by the words of encouragement that Brother Jonathan spoke.
"Then... This baby?" I'm kind of a gamang.
"You how? But my advice, son is not wrong, Viona! Like Delan, I didn't really hate him. But looking at his adult behavior now, it turns out that blood is thicker than water. I thought the fruit falling not far from the tree was true. The education of the Tasya and the blood of the cheating man Bambang made it the most obvious drop. Hm!"
Brother Jonathan is right. All his words are true.
And I, can't blame this innocent baby-to-be in my stomach. In fact, it could be, this child who will continue my revenge on the Lady later.
Is revenge allowed to continue also for his son who will be born later possibly along with my son?
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The unexpected day came suddenly. I had predicted this would happen.
But.. seeing my wife, Viona is hurt.
Me, Herdilan Firlando. I used to say a promise, hate and even curse my own father. For having consciously hurt three women's hearts. One of them was my mother and either of the other two women. Mama only told me about her third wife Papa, a Primary School teacher. Widow of three children, who she says was Papa's first girlfriend in his youth.
Hhh...
I feel like I've been my father in the past. Doing polygamy because of my mistake that can not resist n*fsu.
I am really surprised. Why can I forget what I once hated and the promise I once said from childhood to adulthood.
But, the greed for treasure and the throne really made me forget myself.
Also Lady Navisha. The woman who never tempted me in college, why should I be able to anesthetize myself with crazy dreams that make me float in the clouds.
Oh God!...
That day I saw my second wife's real face. What a heartless, cruel woman that made Viona, my first wife as if there was no price in the eyes of me and Mama.
Shiet!
Whereas our ART has told us that Viona is upstairs, our old room. That is, so that we can cover up my relationship with Lady.
Mama and I originally asked Lady to hide in the pantry dugout. Until Viona gets back home and our relationship won't be sniffed.
But the Lady still insisted on not covering herself up again. I don't know what he wants now.
To be sure, everything was open right in front of Viona.
Mama who is trying to be a mediator is actually provoked by the anger of Viona who wants to attack Lady.
I know, Viona was furious that Lady had dared to take me out of her hands. And the natural thing, when anger overwhelms the soul, then acts of violence are the chosen path.
Viona attacks Lady and Mama tries to hold back thinking Lady is pregnant with my son.
But Viona also misunderstood again. Thought Mama and I were really defending and choosing Lady over her.
You're wrong, Viona! My mom and I had a deal. After the Lady gives birth, we will give her a monetary compensation and something that will satisfy the woman. While the child will take care and also ask for your help, Viona!
Viona ran away from home. I chased him he didn't care. Until it rains so hard. And I lost track of looking for Viona here and there.
"Yyyama!!! Vionaahoo!"
My hoarse voice was swallowed by the roar of rain which was also sad because of Viona.
I'm sorry Viona! I'm khilaf. Completely khilaf. Now God has opened my eyes and my heart, who Lady Navisha really is. Only the money-serving women want only worldly pleasure.
"Yyahoo!!!"
I ran towards the ojek base not far from where I am now. Asking someone to take me to Viona's mother's father's house.
"Rain, Bang!" refuse the taxi driver to reason.
"Five hundred thousand!"
"Where?"
"South area is a bit! I'll add another hundred thousand!"
"Yes, wear a raincoat with a helmet Bang!"
I'm the one who skidded, following the direction of the motorcycle taxi driver. Wearing a helmet and raincoat before we left.
May Viona reach her mother's father's house. Because when I called her hape it was Tasya's mama who lifted up. That means Viona does not carry a phone and her bag is still left in the upper room.
Her mother's father's house is deserted. Even locked. Viona's signs haven't come home yet.
Treeet.
"Yes, Ma? Geez... means that the keys to Vio's father's house are still in the bag? Viona didn't bring anything? Yes, Ma! Aye!"
Mama sent Mr. Bono to pick me up who was shivering cold on the porch of the Viona family home that was quiet and wet with rain.
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