The Love Revenge of Mr. Alvin

Longing

It's been almost a month since Syfana locked herself in a room. David and Arina who patiently accompanied her foster mother were almost frustrated. Because, Syfana seems reluctant to pay attention to anyone around him. 

Arina, feeling sorry for her mother's condition, decides to ask for help from her aunt, Ara. The beautiful teenager contacted the aunt when her mother would not eat for two days. 

"Aunty's getting there soon, Arin. You try to persuade your mother first, yes," Ara said when the niece contacted her. 

"Good, Auntie." 

After contacting the aunt for help, Arina approached her mother who was still sitting on the bed with blank eyes. The beautiful teenage boy felt not very comfortable looking after his mother, even though before leaving the father had advised him to always take care of the mother. 

"Sorry, Dad. Arina has not been able to keep the mandate from the father," muttered Arina, while staring sadly at her mother's condition. 

The pregnant woman is getting thinner. The face that used to be fresh fit, now turned pale powerless. Every day the woman always routinely asked the whereabouts of the husband who until now did not return. 

Arina walked slowly towards her mother. He sat himself next to his mother who was completely unaware of his existence. Wearing the back of the pregnant woman's hand lovingly. 

"Mother," call Arina Iirih. 

Syfana turned her head, then smiled slightly when she saw her daughter staring at her. "Arina's not in school?" ask Syfana slowly. 

Arina shakes. "Arina will take care of me" she replied briefly. 

After hearing the princess's reply, Syfana gave a small nod. After that he returned to daydreaming as before. Not long after, the door of the main room opened. Arina smiled with relief when she saw the aunt coming. 

"Ara Aunt!" Arina slammed into Aracelia's arms. 

Ara hugged her nephew, giving a soft elusan on the shoulder of the teenager who now looks very sad. "Arina's been eating yet?" ask Ara after making sure Arina is better. 

The headband of the teenager was responded with a faint smile by Ara. "Now Arina eats first, yes. Mother let aunt take care of it," Ara ordered gently. 

Arina turned to Syfana, then looked back at Ara who winked as a sign that her mother would be fine. "Arina believes in aunty, yes," said Ara reassuringly. 

Now Arina, according to her, the teenage girl came out of the main room of the luxurious mansion which has been her residence for the past five years. The teenage girl was convinced that her tanti could make her mother better. 

"Sir Ara's coming, time dicuekin, hell." Ara started the conversation by insinuating her sister-in-law. 

Again, Syfana turned her head, then smiled gently. "Son, how are you?" ask Syfana slowly. 

"Bad brother. Twins are good too. They miss the tantenya," said Ara who deliberately fished Syfana with chat about the twins. 

"Ammar and Ammera" said Syfana lirih. 

"Yes, they miss you, Syfa." 

Syfana started to get interested in the conversation this time. For the first time, Syfana was so enthusiastic when someone invited her to speak. 

"They're big, yeah, brother. Syfa is also longing" said Syfana with a slightly more vibrant notation. 

"Would you like to meet them?" Ara offers. 

"You" he answered briefly, but with sparkling eyes. 

"Then you have to eat first. Later, I told people to make antherin them here," said Ara trying to persuade Syfana. 

*****

In the same hemisphere, only different countries. A man was sitting on a single sofa. On his lap was a photograph of a beloved woman. She wore this loving portrait. A drop of clear liquid fell on the back of his hand. 

"I miss you, baby," said the man. 

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