Revenge My Stepbrother

Distant apart.

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Citing the name of the city X made the man remember to contact his family. How to know Zizi has gone home there just accidentally did not tell him. That's just Devan's estimate. Then Devan hurriedly contacted Dion's father to find out where the wife was. Although the clock has shown twelve o'clock at night past twenty minutes.

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Until the third connection Dion's father picked up the phone from him. As soon as his father connected, he immediately asked about their news.

📲 Father Dion: "Hallo good night, son? How are you guys doing? What's so important that a midnight like this calls Dad?" ask him who woke up because of the phone call from his only son.

📱 Devan: "Yes, Dad! Good night too. Our news..good everything, Dad! Devan just misses Daddy sorry for taking his break." lied the guy who couldn't possibly tell the truth.

📲 Dion's father: "Oh thank goodness you guys are okay. I thought something happened to you or to Zizi. There's no such thing as bothering me, I'm glad you miss me. Oh yeah son how's Dad's son-in-law, are there any signs?" even though he already knew his son would delay having a baby, Dion's father still asked what parents usually ask their children.

📱 Devan : "Em.. about that Dad does not need to worry, maybe soon there will be good news. Dad's resting again, Devan's also going to rest." His saying goodbye hung up his phone connection.

Hearing the father's question made the man feel even more guilty and regretted hurting Zizi. Somehow if his father found out about the real pact.

"Zi... Where are you?" devan asked increasingly worried. Especially until now outside the rain has not subsided, which is even getting bigger.

Then the man stood up to head towards the bed.Iya immediately sat there on the long side. Then Devan accidentally saw the bag used by Zizi last night on the bedside nightstand.

With a slightly shaking hand he reached out to the bag to see the contents inside. The first item he took out of there were a few books when the woman was studying on campus. Then continued the second one a small book that was deliberately carried by his wife as well. But it was not a book to study but a small diary. The man did not immediately open to read the contents, however, but he again took out the items in the bag one by one and the last was his wife's mobile phone which Devan himself bought as his birthday gift.

Given that, Devan is already feeling more guilty. How not, before he took the poor girl with him. The relationship between the two is very good, it can even be said that they are a very romantic couple.

When he wanted to open the phone it turned out to have a password can not be opened just like that. long ago the man fiddled with various numbers including the birth date of the wife. But they don't want to open up either. Until finally Fad Devan wrote the date of their marriage and then the password can be opened.

"It turns out you coded our wedding date!" lirih Devan had no power to hold tightness in her chest. Especially on the screen of the phone was clearly displayed a picture of the two of them who were smiling happily as they went for a walk.

The smile Devan never saw again since he tortured the woman. The smile was getting more and more lost that there was only a sad look. A look full of hurt and disappointment.

Devan still remembers his wife's gaze the last time they met was last night. Where when they passed each other in the parking lot and his wife was in Doctor Kai's arms.

"Doctors do not expect the help of others. Please just take me to the hospital."

Those words in a soft voice were what the woman said before she closed her eyes. In order not to see the painful scene where the husband instead told others to take him to the hospital. While her own husband will go to a nightclub with another girl.

From there also Zizi chose to give up and leave the man's life because he could no longer accept the treatment he received. Not only the heart is hurting but also the physical. To the extent that even the child she contains Devan does not admit and does not care at all.

"What have I done! I'm such a jerk that to my own son I don't care." exclaimed Devan as he pulled his hair to vent the guilt on his wife.

Guilt always comes later because if it is in front then it is registration. Tonight after Zivanna doesn't return home, Devan realizes his mistake.

Usually when his wife comes home it will be midnight or at any time instead of feeling worried that his palace is late coming home which is Devan preparing a punishment for the woman. However, it may be that from tonight it will never happen again, because his wife has given up and has gone somewhere.

Tonight Devan has repeatedly asked whether he has been found or not to their men. But the answer was the same, there was no sign of finding his wife.

The clock showed at three in the morning. However, Devan had not been able to close his eyes. He could only sit on the side of the bed reading repeatedly a piece of paper from his wife's examination in the hospital. It was written clearly on the paper that Zizi had cancer cells near her uterus.

After reading the paper where Devan could close his eyes there he felt even more guilty. Thinking about the whereabouts of the wife leaving the hospital does not bring anything ranging from clothes, cell phones or money, which there is only wearing a hospital patient uniform.

Then where it went in a young and sick pregnant state.that's what the man was thinking. How the fate of his wife will be like the woman he helped earlier and could there be a good person who helped him. What if no one helped him. Surely his wife will live a long life with a state of illness and do not have an identity.

"God please meet me with my wife again! I promised I wouldn't hurt her." Tired of reading the paper over and over again making Devan cringe while hugging the paper as if hugging a worried person.

While the woman he feared again slept soundly under a blanket on a bed that was only a medium size and in the capital that was far apart from him.