Revenge My Stepbrother

Minder (Shya)

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"Photo...this?" muttered Zizi stared at the photo of him and Devan. "So all this time my brother still keeps it here," Zizi's smile expands because it turns out that Devan loves her so much.

"I guess, because of her revenge. Brother has thrown away these photos." he continued. Her beautiful face is getting more beautiful. Because the happiness he was feeling was completely pure.

Chequek..

Heard the door open. Zivanna turned to the door.

"Sister!" zizi exclaimed running and immediately hugged her husband's sturdy body.

"Huem, what dear? Why are you suddenly hugging Brother?" devan asked back the hug. "What's up, heum? Don't make Big Brother tangent and afraid," Devan let go of their embrace. Then he held both cheeks of his wife.

"I'm not okay. Just want to hug, it should not be," where maybe Zizi said that he again felt happy because of the photos of their past.

"Eh, no, no! Of course I can!" hugging his wife more tightly than ever. "Don't be hugged, just undressed." chuckled because Devan's mind was certainly not far from the bed.

"Here you go, now please let go, me." Zivanna pushed to be released. "O'ya why did you come in here? Is it not working?" the woman asked while looking at the luxurious clock that was coiling on her wrist.

"Sister just wanted to give you a kiss as a good night's greeting,"

The cup!

"But you don't seem to be sleeping, why? Is the place uncomfortable?" not yet answered by his wife. But Devan had already pulled out a cell phone to call Secretary Jimi.

"No, no! Sinning cellphone. Why did the sister even draw her own conclusions," Zizi snatched away her husband's phone. Then put it on the table "I'm not sleepy, so don't blame the place."

"Oh, I guess," Devan replied smilingly. Then he took Zivanna to the closet where the photo was seen by his wife.

"Let's see, here's a photo of the lake. Today we make a name for our first child." Devan hugged Zizi from behind. "Reyvano Arkana Atmaja" he said again. "Our dream is realized, we have a twist. Thank you for giving that name to her." Devan added. He was still hugging while inhaling the aroma of shampoo used by his wife.

"I guess you already threw away these photos" Zizi replied turning her body. "Big brother is right, our dream has come true. Despite having to go through a long test." staring at each other lovingly. "But fate brings us together again."

"True, tadir unites us again. Forgive brother, yes." said Devan stroking his wife's cheek which is now starting to contain. Not like when they met a few months ago.

"Hub! Zivanna smiled and nodded her head. "Didn't my brother work?"

"So, but just check some documents. We will soon be in the room where the press conference takes place. You will be quiet enough. Let the brother speak."

"Alright, anyways I'm afraid to tremble before the reporters. Later even make Brother embarrassed," Zivanna lowered her head because she felt unworthy to be her husband's companion.

Devan is the president of a large company. While she is just an orphan girl who graduated from High School. In a sense, the feeling of inferiority in confidence must have felt. Even though the husband has assured that everything will be fine.

"Zee... Brother you must not speak in front of reporters, not for fear that you will embarrass you. But because you don't want to, when you feel uncomfortable." Devan who understood immediately explained. So that Zivanna doesn't misinterpret.

"Sister did all this because he didn't want them to spread the slanted news again saying that Big Brother is Fiona's husband" Devan said. "Sister wants them all to know, that Sister's wife is Zivanna Lois. Not any woman." paused for a moment before continuing again. "From a long time ago to this day, you only loved me. You believe that, don't you?"

"Hum! I believe in Brother," replied Zivanna in tears.

"Then don't cry, don't think anymore." exclaimed Devan who wiped his wife's tears. "Now get ready. Ten more minutes we'll be out" he said again.

*CONNECT*...