The Love Nest of the Former

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Still in the hospital, Zavan who was sitting leaning back while watching television, was shocked by the knock on the door, who else if not Edwan who came.

The door can be opened just by pressing a button, directly open by itself.

"Excuse me, Boss. I'm sorry, I made Boss Zavan wait." Edwan said half-dropped.

"Come in, and close the door again. Don't bother, I'm sane and won't be interested in you. How do you get information?"

Edwan who has become an accomplice as well as a confidant and has been like a friend or part of his family, they are both quite familiar.

"Information about research, how, will not be found out, right?" zavan asked curiously, not wanting to get into more trouble, he thought.

"As for the investigation, it seems pretty horrified, Boss. I hope everything is safe." Answer Edwan.

"You sure it's safe? not hiding something behind me, right? don't let my heartache recur, and then you won't answer honestly."

Edwan pulled up a chair and sat down near his boss.

"Trust me, Boss. Everything is safe and there is nothing to worry about. Better Boss Zavan just focus first with his own health Boss. About the matter outside, let me handle it." Edwan answered, trying to convince him.

"I believe everything in you, just be careful if you lie." Zavan.

"Please, Boss. All safe." The answer convinced the boss.

'I will not let him rise from his fall. I'll make it a lot worse, just look at it later.' His mind is for someone he already considers an enemy.

Elsewhere, Neyla, who was already in the room, was being compressed into her wound by the house assistant.

"Aw!" screech Neyla while holding the wound that was on her forehead that was bruised due to impact.

"Patience, Non. Later when it is compressed, the pain will decrease." His words just finished compressing and also smearing with ointment drugs.

Neyla, curious about her painful forehead and bruises, examined it through a mirror.

"Miss no need to worry, it was Aunt smeared with drugs. Better get some rest now, Miss." Connect again.

"Thank you so much, Bi, I've been treating." Neyla said while holding her painful forehead.

"It's Aunt's job, Non. Then, Auntie wants to continue working, Non. Excuse me, Auntie's going to the kitchen." The answer.

Neyla nodded and smiled. Then, he intends to rest.

"Sir Ney, I have a pear like wine, this is for Brother." Said Vivian as she walked into the room.

Neyla who just wanted to go up to the bed, apparently surprised by her sister-in-law who was carrying a plate of peeled fruit.

"Sir Ney this is how it is, who is sick, Brother-in-law, not me. This is for Brother." Said Vivian sitting next to him.

"Thank you very much, just as good as me. I'm sorry for bothering you. Nih, you also eat the fruit." Neyla answered while receiving the fruit.

Vivian smiled, there was a sense of sadness when she recalled that her sister-in-law had been treated harshly by her ex-husband. Moreover, with her mother, Vivian did not think of finding a mother who so hated her own biological children.

"Sir Ney is very strong indeed facing ex-husband Brother himself, also the biological mother Brother. If I don't know, I don't seem to be able to when I'm in Neyla's position." Vivian said she was moved to find her sister's wife who was so patient despite being treated harshly.

Neyla smiled when she heard the words of her sister-in-law.

"Keep, what should I do, Vi? angry, or rebellious? I realize that I have made a big mistake, especially to my children who should not accept the mistakes I have made to make them disappointed. So, I was unable to fight them. I'm resigned, what fate dictates." Neyla answered while chewing a pear.

"Yes too, Brother Ney who is patient. I'm sure that Brother will find happiness as expected. I still support Brother to be happy. Oh yeah, I have a promise with my friend. It's okay, brother, I'm going for a minute. I'll try to get home soon."

"Yes, it's okay. Most importantly, you can take care of yourself. Yes, if you want to go, be careful on the road."

"I'm sorry, Brother. Then I say goodbye, bye." Neyla said, leaving immediately.

Now Neyla was alone in the room, and there were no friends to chat with. As a result, Neyla chose to rest a few minutes to relieve the pain due to bruises on the part of her forehead.

Tired heart, and the body feels not because of the many thoughts, making him sleep soundly. In fact, waking up is already afternoon.

"God! it's getting dark. What time is it? until the afternoon gini."

Neyla immediately let out her breath violently. Then, he saw the clock that indicated it was going dark.

The body that felt uncomfortable and also sultry, Neyla rushed to clean up. By soaking with warm water, so that the body feels good. After the shower, Neyla put on a change of clothes. Continue to dry her hair.

Feeling bored and confused about what to do, suddenly Neyla became curious. Because there is no busyness or anything else, go into the workspace of her husband.

When he entered his study, Neyla dyed when she saw the contents of the room. Feeling curious and curious, also sitting in a chair that can be shaken.

"Now your dream has been fulfilled, and you have become a successful person. I am proud of your good fortune. Not with me, I suffered all the years of my marriage to Mas Naren. I who do not love, I am forced to fulfill what is my duty as a wife. But still I'm not happy. I thought that when I met you, and I could realize what was my dream first, it was my presence that you had used to be a place for revenge. Now, my life is not only ruined with Mas Naren, but also with you." He muttered and smiled bitterly as he looked towards the bookshelf.

However, suddenly the direction of his gaze was fixed on the trash. Neyla who saw a piece of photo that was almost the size of a book, made Neyla curious. Fear is a photo, not the photo.

"Whose picture is that in the trash box? looks like a girl's photo, looks pretty too." He murmured full of question marks.

Curiosity about the photos in the trash can, finally taken by Neyla.

When the photo was already in his hands, Neyla was so focused on paying attention to it.