STALKERS

27. Revenge

Arga opened his phone while walking down the alley with Zevanya. He only realized there were two messages that were missed from the initial contact number Z. "Kalo lo married my twin just to protect him, lakanin it from now on." that's about the message from Zevano.

“You don't have to worry. Zevanya will be safe with me.” reply Arga.

The man clasped his hand on his Zevanya's fingers. Thanks to this incident, Arga did not divorce his wife. He felt he could protect and take care of Zevanya as much as he could. Even Arga was willing to risk his life.

“Mbak can not cook, anyway?! Why from earlier the food that Mbak cook is always bland and salty!?”

There was a noise. Zevanya turned towards Zezev's Coffee Shop, there still looks crowded buyers with a safe and comfortable atmosphere. The two of them rushed in, approaching the sound of the commotion. Apparently the sound they heard came from inside the house. His eyes were perfectly rounded to see his mother being treated like a maid.

“Why did you tell my Mama to cook? Kan, can you ask Mbok Minah?“ Zevanya asked in a loud voice.

“Art in this house I have fired. So, now it is Livy dong's job to do all the homework.” replied Ratna casually.

Zevanya laughed at hearing that. “You should be self-aware, here you just ride with my Papa. If it wasn't for Papa ... You've become a vagabond under the bridge!”

Livy tried to break up the dispute. However, Arga advises Livy to let them both. Ratna expended all her strength to shout venting her anger. Then, Ratna was about to scratch the face of the daughter of her husband. Zevanya swiftly held Ratna's hand, the other hand she used to pull the woman's hair.

His zevanya dragged Ratna to the front of the stove. “Color no maid in this house, you have to cook food for tonight!”

“Iya, yes!” ratna replied with a trembling voice.

Zevanya, Arga and Livy sit on the dining table chair while waiting for Ratna's cooking to mature. In front of them was food cooked by Livy. Arga had already taken the fork first, before Zevanya had picked it up. The man shows his romance in front of Livy by feeding her Zevanya.

Livy widened her smile. “Mama is happy to see you get along like this, you guys ... When do you have children?”

Spontaneously, Zevanya chokes on the food she swallows. “Ma, Zev is still in school. Arga also understands the condition of Zev now.”

“True, Ma.” timpal Arga.

“Yes, it's up to you. Mama does not force.”

The Ratna cuisine is done. He served it on the table. The woman sees Zevanya and Arga eating Livy's cooking. In fact, he was commenting on the food Livy tasteless and salty. However, they both enjoyed it well.

Zevanya tasted the cooking of his stepmother. It feels really make the eyes become sticky so spicy. He saw what Ratna cooked. Sauteed shrimp. The girl immediately scratched her arm, she was allergic to seafood food.

“Tante on purpose, yes! I am, shrimp allergy!” zevanya Protest.

Ratna covered her mouth with her fingers. “Ups, sorry. Aunt thought you'd like.”

“Arga, take Zevanya to the room. The cure is in the drawer.” Livy told her daughter-in-law.

Arga takes Zevanya up the stairs. While Livy dumped the shrimp stir-fry made by Ratna earlier in the trash. If left unchecked, not only her daughter who bent-banging, but her husband as well. A few minutes later, Wijaya who had just returned from work greeted his two wives with a sweet kiss on the forehead.

“Ratna, tumben you cook. Kale stir-fry? You know my favorite.” Wijaya put his tote bag on the next seat, then spooned the rice onto the plate.

“Not him who cooks, Mas. But, I.” said Livy while looking at Ratna in front of him.

“Ah, yes. I just remembered. You can't cook. Cook instant noodles just the water mostly.” Wijaya said to Ratna. Livy chuckles amusedly at the fact that Ratna can't cook.

Ratna put on a face. “Mas, Zevanya was not polite with me. When she pulled my hair, I fasted. The pain is still there!” his eyes glanced towards the stairs and raised his voice.

“Mas don't believe me? I'm your wife, we've known you for a few years!”

“I know more about my son than you do, yeah. So stop talking about this. Make my appetite go away.”

Livy smiled holding back her laughter. It turned out that Mas Wijaya trusted his daughter more than his second wife.

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Beautiful girls in tight clothes sway with their partners, enjoying the rush of entry played by a DJ. They don't know this nightclub is actually inhabited by a bunch of stalkers. Yeah, they've left the old base and moved to an urban nightclub. There they can find the target quickly without having to search to and fro.

Gavin thrust a pack of cigarettes at Zevano who was sitting in the bar stool. “When do you get revenge? I dread that woman often goes to nightclubs.”

Zevano smokes his cigarettes. “Where do you know?”

“Gue find out about the woman named Ratna.” Gavin put down a piece of paper that read Ratna's phone number. “Nih, number.”

“Garcep also lo.”

Zevano kept Ratna's phone number on her phone for a moment. After his revenge, the number will be removed from his phone. The man contacted Ratna by making small talk and then meeting her. Zevano does not like a lot of talk, he immediately sends the location where he is.

“Lo don't worry. The woman is beautiful, even though she is as old as bokap lo.”

Ratna is over 45 years old. However, his face always looks youthful because of frequent facial treatments. If Zevano's mother and father had never met and married. Maybe until now Ratna would never be able to take care of herself as she is now.

A few minutes later, Ratna came wearing a tight, bright red dress that showed her smooth thighs. He walked past the crowd of a pair of young people sitting in chairs drinking alcohol. Zevano waved, telling the woman to come at him.

Very handsome. Mas Wijaya also lost the same berledong this one. Ratna gulped, noticing Zevano who was wearing a black shirt with two buttons open. The chest of the field the man was seen peering.

Ratna sat down next to Zevano. The man slipped one hand behind Ratna's neck. “Tante looks beautiful in the original than in the photo.”

“Don't call Aunt dong, but Sister.” Ratna groped Zevano's thigh, smiling with a wink. The man was made to goosebumps when Ratna pressed down on his thigh.

“You are more handsome than Big Brother's husband, even more seductive.” whispered Ratna. His hand began to rub the tip of Zevano's lips.

From across the street, Gavin hints at Zevano kissing Ratna. "Kiss him. He likes to be kissed." Gavin moved his mouth without a sound, for Zevano to understand what was being said.

For Zevanya. Whatever I do.

Zevano pressed her lips against Ratna's. He lifted the woman's body to her thigh. The kiss Zevano gave her was not a soft kiss. He just followed the movements of Ratna's lips that were shrewd once biting someone's lips. Gavin took the opportunity to photograph the hot moment, then sent it to Wijaya.

Zevano took a breath and exhaled slowly. “You go to the private room, brother? Relax, I'll warm up Brother.”

With blood. Zevano smiled grinningly staring fixedly at Ratna.