FIRST WIFE REVENGE (I Don'T Love You Anymore)
CHAPTER 84 MY FUN HOLIDAY
I honestly feel bad, going on vacation with Brother Jonathan. The notebenya is om from 'former' my own husband. And our status is widowed single.
How will people look later? What ever is, ora' take care of. Let the dog bark, the caravan still passes. My life is only myself and God Knows. As long as my path is straight, don't turn right, turn left, it's okay. Just go to the divine!
We really are backpackers. Get off by public transportation such as angkot and city bus. Head to the train station to continue the journey to the city of Jogyakarta.
"Don't you buy the tickets?" Brother Jo smiled as he showed off the two tickets in his right hand.
I was amazed to see Jo's mistake. It turned out that his men had already booked tickets online. All have been handled despite the backpack-style holiday, still the style of sultan mah different. Hhh...
Jogja welcomed us with its beautiful natural scenery after a long journey. About nine hours by train and on public transport. God also gives another pleasure in the form of bright cheerful weather.
Kak Jo rented two small rooms in Jogjakarta. He said for two days.
The first day we just fell down, rest in the room because it arrived at eight o'clock in the evening.
Dinner at angkringan jogya, then back to the rental room because the body feels less good. As a result the mattress became my most beautiful place through the night in Jogjakarta.
...........
"Oek, oek...!"
This is my routine every six o'clock in the morning. Morning sickness is 'breakfast in the morning' every day.
"Vio! Vio..."
Tok tok tok tok
Brother Jo knocked on my room door many times. Our room was next to each other, and my vomit was heard clearly all the way to his room.
"Sorry, brother!.. I used to do this, every morning!"
He's very spry. Take eucalyptus oil and rub it gently on the shoulders of the neck as well as the throat and a little in my nostrils.
Brother Jo took drinking water from the available dispenser. He set the temperature to become a glass of warm water that made me more comfortable and lost my nausea.
"Where? Got any?" tanyakanya.
I nodded slowly.
He pulled the wooden chair beside the bed which was also of wood. Telling me to sit down for a while, calmed this unpleasant feeling.
"I'm looking for breakfast first, huh? What's Viona gonna eat?"
"We're looking together, brother!" my answer is not good.
"I'm sorry, I forgot that you're pregnant. I should have taken you to see Lena for a gynecology checkup at the clinic! Instead take you out for a walk, forget about your health too!"
I shook my head quickly.
"I'm happy, brother took me away like this. It just makes my fragile heart forget trouble!"
Brother Jo brushed my hair slowly. Her sweet smile was very thin. It seems like he feels guilty.
Trings
"Don't!" sela sis Jo fast. His hand grabbed my phone.
"From who? Vio wants to know, brother! Fear of Ira, important business. Papa Bambang's car had Vi dumped at Ira's house last night. Om Tama delivered it!"
Finally, Jo gave up. He gave that flat object to me.
From the Word!
...[.Sorry Vi, I sent you pictures of Delan and Lady again!]...
...No need, Brother! I've already made a divorce with Herdilan. Just sign it, and we're officially ex....
Answer promptly. No more answers from the Word.
Brother Jo took my phone again. Looked at the look on my tangled face. He grabbed my finger.
"Spirit! Whatever it is, you must be stronger than the Viona you once were! There's a little baby that you have to take care of, as a trust from God!"
I who was trying hard in front of Brother Jo, just melt my feelings. My crying broke instantly. Make brother Jo immediately grab my head into his arms.
"Why is my fate like this, brother? Hik hik hicks..."
"What about my fate, Vi?... But I'm trying to get up! I don't want to go crazy for the love of the world!"
"Hik hik hicks...!"
"Describe your heart, strengthen yourself! Go, Vi!... We must overcome our fate! Come on.. let's smile! My Louisa survived to the end with a pleasant sweet smile!"
I looked into Jo's brown eyes.
"Sister is helping me because my face looks like Louisa's?"
"Not that. Because our fate is the same! Both are victims of the pettiness of a Tasya Jessica!"
My gaze weakens. Down and...
Cup. (Sister Jo kissed my forehead)
"Come on! We're having fun finding good food!"
Brother Jo rubbed my stomach and said, "What do you want to eat? Let Papi Jo buy it all!"
I smile. Brother Jo is so gentle. So soft that my tears melted again.
"No! Don't cry, Viona! Let's remove this sadness. We suffered too long! It's time we were happy!"
Suppose that Jo's brother is Herdilan.my husband! This heart will be very happy. Such a kind and tender loving husband. Please give me a husband like Brother Jo, Lord!
I unconsciously prayed with great care. My Lord is Hearing.
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