Revenge My Stepbrother

Guests at husband's house.

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On the way home to the house occupied by Zivanna at this time.

"Jim, take care of all the wounded guards. Give them alimony until they're healed. If for the Andes give shares as much as sixty percent. For there to be a guarantee for his wife and children." said Devan, who still does not believe that his loyal bodyguards must die tonight.

"Young sir. Tomorrow morning I will make a power of attorney for the transfer of shares in one of Atmaja's subsidiaries. For others I've had Zico give them alimony." replied Secretary Jimi who always did a good job. Before Devan gave the order sometimes he had already executed it.

"Good, tomorrow I'll also go to his funeral. So just set what you think is good." sometimes Devan can only leave everything to Secretary Jimi. Even though the boss, it doesn't mean he's always right.

"We'll see tomorrow morning, young master. If possible I will immediately contact you to attend his funeral." said Jimi could not decide at this time because he was confused as to which problem will be handled first.

When Devan's going to the Andean eaters. That meant he had to set up security again. Tonight they just suffered an attack.

"Eum, whatever. I feel guilty for his son and his wife, for wanting to help me Andes had to lose his life. If he is not present to take him to his final resting place, I feel like an ungrateful person." regrets Devan who could not do anything to help the lives of his men.

"For that matter you do not need to feel guilty, because their work does have risks with their own lives. Hence their salaries were ten times that of ordinary bodyguards." Jimi understood that his young master must be feeling guilty. Especially now that Devan also has a wife and children. I feel what it feels like to love my family.

But how else, time cannot be repeated. Everything has happened. Before being recruited as a bodyguard. They have all explained the risks of the job.

When Devan and Secretary Jimi were still chatting. The car, which is sopiri by Atmaja group bodyguards, has stopped in front of a new luxury house occupied tonight by its original owner. Then Secretary Jimi went down first to open the car door for Devan as usual.

"Please Young Master" Secretary Jimi said as the door opened.

"Yes, thank you." Devan replied getting out of his car. Then they both went into the house together. Just now that Devan arrived at the living room Zivanna had already come to greet her arrival.

"Devan!" lirih Zizi immediately hugged her very tightly. So that made Devan grimace withstanding the pain on his shoulder.

"Aawh!" the man groaned trying to hold him back. To keep his wife hugging him as he is today. A hug he had missed for the past four years.

"Devan, what's wrong with you?" Zizi let go of his embrace and distanced their bodies from wanting to see what made Devan feel like enduring the pain.

"Son, it's okay, just a little hurt" Devan replied with a small smile. To make sure he's okay.

"Wounds? Where's?" because of his worry, Zizi forgets that he and Devan are having problems.

"There's on the shoulder. Why haven't you slept, it's been half two nights." Devan glanced at the clock on his wrist. However, as he raised a little bit of his hand. Zivanna saw that Kameja Devan was wet with blood.

"Blood! Was the wound untreated? Let me check the wound." Zizi immediately pulled Devan to sit on the sofa not far from where they were standing and forgot the question of the husband who asked why he had not slept.

Jimi, who was behind them, was silent. But he still hasn't left the place. From last night Jimi slept only a matter of hours. Having a high position seems to make him have to work with extra so that everything still goes well.

"Gosh, the wound is so bad." exclaimed Zizi feeling shocked as soon as Devan took off his shirt.

"Does Miss need anything let me get you?" haggling Secretary Jimi. And without asking, he already knew that his young lady needed a P3K medicine box or so on.

"Yes, please get me a new bandage. This bandage can no longer be used because it has been exposed to blood. Just warm water and towels too. Let me wipe the edge of this wound." said Zizi who intends to clean Devan's back affected by drops of blood.

"None right." Secretary Jimi who was ready to pick up the medicine box immediately stopped when he heard Devan calling his name.

"Jimi, just bring the medicine box up." After telling Jimi to bring the item. Devan looked at his wife.

"Let's go to the room. Rey will wake up. Surely he will doubt if he sees we are not next to him." immediately stand first and extend his hand to help Zizi stand up. But the woman would not accept it. He chose to stand alone.

"Come on!" Zivanna forgot Rey was sleeping.

"Hem! Come." take Devan just be patient. What Zizi is doing right now is nothing compared to what he did in the past. One thing Devan knows tonight. Zizi actually still cares about him. Evidently as soon as he came, the woman immediately hugged him and now wanted to treat his wound.

Arriving near the stairs. Zivanna looked back. To make sure Devan's condition is running behind him. The heart wants to let it go. But Zizi, it is Zizi. A beautiful girl who cares about the people around her.

"Why stop? Climb up first. Let Brother walk alone." said the man, watching his wife stop under the foot of the stairs.

"Let me help!" Zizi clings to Devan's hand for fear of the man falling down while climbing the stairs. Devan who gets a chance can be taken by his wife, even by deliberately pretending to be in pain. But he felt nothing.

"Is it still strong?" Zivanna asked worriedly as Devan hugged her waist. Not his arm anymore.

"So, you're still strong" Devan replied as if he was really dying. Zizi, who did not know that her husband was taking a chance in a narrowing, left her waist in an embrace until she reached the end of the stairs.

To get to the top floor alone they both took up to ten minutes. How not, Devan deliberately slowed his pace.

Check ... lek ...

As soon as the door of the room is opened. Zizi and Devan saw that their son was still soundly asleep. Maybe because children have stronger instincts. Reyvano is at home in a new place because the house belongs to his parents.

"Sorry, I don't know whose room this is. It was Aunt Marta who brought us here" said Zizi, who only considers herself a guest at her own husband's house.

He did not want the events of five years ago to happen again. Where Zivanna thought she'd have the best place in her husband's house. But the reality and the dream are very different.

Cup, cup, cup. Muuaah!

"Dad thought he could no longer see you dear." exclaimed Devan kissing his son repeatedly.

"Sorry, Miss. This is what Miss needs." said Secretary Jimi just standing at the door. He did not dare to step in.

Zivanna, realizing this, walked back to the door and received the bascom and the medicine box she needed.

"Thank you, Jimi." Zizi said sincerely because he had ordered someone much older than him.

"No need to bother, Miss. This is indeed my duty." replied Secretary Jimi slightly lowered his head.

"Jimi, go get some rest. Tomorrow morning you take care of the problem. Just call a few people to take care of tonight" said Devan, who knew Secretary Jimi was tired just like him.

"Yes, Young Master. I've been doing it since we were at Doctor Kaivan's house. Then excuse me first. Have a good rest, if you need something just call, I." said Jimi went from there because he really remembers the rest.

Seeing Secretary Jimi is gone. Zivanna closed the door. Then he walked over to the sofa Devan was sitting on at the moment.

"Try turning around. Let me clean the wound." Zizi said he wanted to clean Devan's body first.

"Eum," the man simply nodded and cleared a small beat.

"It may hurt a little, but you have to be strong. In order for the blood not to dry, so it must be cleaned now.." Zivanna started sticking a towel that had been dipped in warm water. Then he started to slowly wipe. From one side to the other.

"Youuh!" Devan was grimacing again in pain when Zizi cleaned on the side of his wound that had just been sewn an hour ago. It should have been if Zivanna hadn't hugged him earlier. The wound will be fine.

"Sorry, hold! It's just a little more" said the woman grimacing in pain. He just cleaned his wounds.

"Aagh! Well, why does it hurt so much." Devan is even more complaining of pain.

"I don't know either. Wait a minute, I'm looking for a tool to fan it. Maybe because the dope ran out. So now it just hurts." Zivanna immediately stood up looking for an item she could make a fan. After searching, he got a book on the table. Then she used it to fan her husband's wounds.

"Shut up like this, let me fan!" Zizi sat back down and fanned the wound on her husband's shoulder.

While Devan secretly smiled again while enjoying the gait of the wife's fan.

"So I know in your heart you must still have feelings for Brother Zi. It's just that it's all been covered by the pain that you've ever given to the sincerity of your love. Brother is really sorry to have wasted you. To make our son suffer."

Devan murmured in his heart.

Does it still hurt?" asked because it had been more than ten minutes Devan was still silent.

"It's better. Thank you!" devan exclaimed for a moment and then continued again. "Pair the bandage. After that you rest first."

"Yes, then don't you want to rest?" ask Zizi while putting on a new bandage .

"Rest, but in a minute."

"Then I'll sleep on the couch. You sleep in bed with Rey. Before going to bed she asked for you again" said Zizi, keeping the scarred equipment on the table that was in front of them.

"No, you're the only one sleeping with her. Let Brother be here. The older brother also could not lie down comfortably because of this wound." between Devan who actually really wanted them to sleep together. However, whatever the power, there was already a dividing wall between them.

Although Zivanna is still kind and considerate of him. But Devan knows that's behind it all. Zizi made a wall as a barrier to their relationship.

Predictably when Zivanna said sorry for sleeping in the room they are in now. Though the house deliberately Devan wake up for the wife. However, Zizi only assumed that he was a stranger from the house.

"No, I'm the only one here. You never sleep on the couch. If I used to sleep anywhere. As long as it can close my eyes. Including in the bathroom though." Zizi refused by mentioning the word bathroom. In order for Devan to shiver the first night of moving into her husband's mansion. Zivanna had to sleep in the bathroom, wounded and wet.

Deg ...

"City ... Brother please don't be like this. You are not a guest in this house. What you have, is yours as well." exclaimed Devan was in great pain to hear Zizi's words, because until now, Devan himself still could not forget the events of that night.

"I just don't want to cross my line. So please, understand! I'm back in town just trying to solve our problems." Zivanna said as she stood up from the couch to pick up pillows and blankets.

It was only a moment ago that Devan felt like he had hope in their relationship. But Zizi's words again threw him from the highest place.

"Well, brother will sleep with our son. When you are uncomfortable. Let Brother get out of here." Devan is giving up again. He was not ready to discuss their divorce. Sooner or later it will happen.

"No need to go anywhere, I'm okay with your presence here. Provided that when Reyvano wakes up he sees your face." prevent Zizi who doesn't want Devan from there. Everything he does now is for Reyvano's sake. The child who has given him life when good destiny is not on his side.

"Go to bed with Reyvano. I also want to sleep now." repeated Zizi who had brought a blanket and pillow.

Not wanting to create a new debate. Devan just walked towards the bed. Then sleep on his side while looking at the face of his baby.

"Maybe our family will unite, son! I'm sorry, dear. It's all because of dad's fault for hurting you."

Devan said in his heart, every look on the son's face, making Devan feel more guilty.