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

CHAPTER 86 Press Conference

We arrived at the capital at eleven p.m. Brother Jo took me to stay at his house. She was worried that I would sleep alone without Herdilan while in need of treatment as a young pregnant woman.

"Sleep again, Viona! Tomorrow morning we go to Lena's clinic!"

I can't say anything. These eyes are really tired. Just nodding slowly as Brother Jo carried me into the room that now looks familiar.

Even now I don't care what Jo's doing to this body. Just feeling but not seeing. Because the eyes are really shoes until tightly clenched.

I felt Jo's fingers open my sneakers. Take out my five toes also from the thin socks and gently wipe them with refreshing warm water.

He also put both feet up to my knees. Gave me a soft massage with hand and body lotion. The money's soothing my smell.

Brother Jo even slowly wiped my fingers. Doing the same thing as my toes.

Then without hesitation, wipe my face with a wet tissue. Lastly gently massage the shoots of my nose up to the forehead and surrounding. There is a fragrance of spash cologne. Smells soothing. It felt like a blanket of soft material swept my body up to the chest.

Hm... Brother Jo! Thanks for your attention, brother! I was happy, like having a family that loved and cared for me.

.............

Wake up brother Jo is no more. Tini said, Brother Jo left for work an hour ago. He said he'd leave town for a few days.

Brother Jo also left me a memo note.

Vio! Excuse me... I'm breaking an appointment to take you to Lena's doctor's clinic. But wait at my house until 1 p.m. Doctor Lena will come check on your womb.

Treeet.

My lawyer called.

...["Hello, miss Viona! Today there is a press conference agreement, about divorce mbak and mas Herdilan! I've booked a cafe downtown and gathered some journalists from some of the capital's media! I am shareloc huh? Ten o'clock we'll meet there!"]...

..."Yes, Mr Tiur! I'll get ready to go there!"...

Trings.

The address of the cafe that Mr. Tiur sent. I try to take a short breath. Get ready in the true sense.

I am Viona Yuliana. An ordinary woman of twenty-four now. But getting married to a 'exceptional' person'.

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Being at a big table full of microphones makes me very nervous.

Fortunately, Mr. Tiur Sibutar Butar S.H and his two assistant lawyers docked me very well.

Even when difficult emotions and words came out of these lips, they all struck me right away.

"I, Viona Yuliana S.Mb from today announced my divorce with Herdilan Firlando S.Mb. My husband, more precisely my ex-husband, has tarnished our marriage covenant. She married talent production house Pesona Tasya artist Jelita Lara four months ago. I can't continue the household anymore, because of the problem. I also received a formal divorce from the Tigaraksa religious court. So from now on, me and Herdilan are no longer tied to marriage!"

Snap!

Snap!!

The reporters took aim at me with their digital cameras. My face will now appear in print and online newspapers in a few minutes. Hhh...

"Sir Tiur... Please, I can't talk anymore!" I whispered to the famous lawyer Jo recommended.

"All right. guys! The point now mbak Viona Yuliana, our client is now no longer have anything to do with the ex-husband, namely Herdilan Firlando. The judge's hammer has been knocked! And. please no longer associate my client's name in the business of Herdilan Firlando. So, guys!"

I was hired by lawyer assistant Mr. Tiur, mbak Kinasih S.H.

"Thank you to all my fellow journalists! Thank you so much for attending our client's press conference, Viona Yuliana!"

"Sir... Can I have a quick answer with Viona? About JeLa's marriage to Mr. Herdilan is that not just a rumor?"

"Sorry, our client is currently in a bad state. Sorry there is no question and answer session. For questions can be given to the concerned party!"

The reporters approached. Trying to question me who's silenced a thousand languages. Questions that I only consider the wind. Like Jo advised me yesterday, and I went back to following his advice.

There were a pair of eyes of a handsome journalist who had just been silent to watch.

Yep. Brother Firman. My elder brother is also an old friend who helped me in revealing Herdilan's marriage to the Lady.

Hhh...

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