The Love Revenge of Mr. Alvin

Sick Mom

Vino was drunk when someone entered the room and caught the action. As for Fana, the girl did not even understand what was almost happening between her and the older man.

Gevano still clenched his hands and gritted his teeth until it churned to hold back the emotions that were currently reaching the crown. The girl he liked was almost kissed by someone else.

"Syifa, can you please bude for a moment?" The middle-aged woman tried to divert the unpleasant atmosphere that occurred in the room by taking Syifana away.

The beautiful white girl said, she got up from her seat and walked closer to the bude. Bude Nur immediately pulled Syifana's arm away from the two men who seemed to both like the teenage girl.

"What are you asking for, Bude?" shifana asked as soon as they were in the kitchen.

The middle-aged woman was silent maybe thinking about what she could make materials to divert Syifana from the two men. His niece was indeed a bar-bar girl, but she was still very innocent for romance.

"Ah, can you telfonin your brother for a second? bude Kangen is with him. You said his wife was pregnant anyway, right?" after a few minutes of thinking, Bude Nur finally found an excuse to trick his nephew.

Syifana is just mangosteen. The girl immediately took her cell phone to contact her sister. She pressed her brother's phone number and made a voice call.

Just twice the ringing, the phone is directly connected. Ali immediately received a call from his sister because he was very worried about his very wayward sister. He was forbidden to go alone but even desperately ran away from home.

"Hallo, where is Syifa?" ali asked with a somewhat snapping tone.

"Have dared to snap bude, you, dad!"

Hearing the snaps of the niece he already considered his own son, Bude Nur was irritated. It had not come for a long time and when in contact even scolded him. While Ali who heard the voice of the bude felt somewhat relieved because his sister was in a safe place. But he also felt afraid because of his tone the bude was angry.

"Bude Nur, how's Bude doing? Where is Syifa, Bude! basic, well, the kid. Bude who spoke did not say first. Sorry Ali snapped Syifa, not Bude, really."

"Bude is fine, indeed the bude who seized the hapa Syifa directly. Indeed why? you mind?" tanya Bude Nur interrogates.

"Don't like it, Ali was just worried because Syifa ran away from home. I'm sick because I keep thinking about that kid, Bude. So Syifa must go home immediately" said Ali explained.

Hearing the news of the sister who was sick, Bude Nur immediately changed the tone that had been upset now to worry. While Syifana, he was surprised when he found out that his mother was sick because of his actions.

"Salma's sick? yes, Bude told Syifa to go home right now," said the middle-aged woman to make up her mind.

"Yes, Ali also had to take care of the administration of the mother in the hospital. Please tell Syifa to come home as soon as possible, Bude. Poor mother," Ali even begged her bud.

The phone call ended, Bude Nur glanced at the pony. Syifana is outrageous. They may run away from home without parental permission.

Feeling guilty, Syifana did not dare to refute his Buddhist remarks. The girl simply lowered her head in regret for her bad behavior.

While in the room there are two men of different generations looking at each other. From the look in his eyes, the teenage man emanated a great fury. He was eager to land a blow on the brash man who was unluckyly older than him.

The athletic man who was sitting quietly on the bed was just staring at a glance and was busy with toast in his hand. He continued his activities filling his empty stomach.

"How dare you want to kiss my girl" said the faithful teenage man standing at the entrance.

The adult male glanced back at the teenage man who was boldly looking at him insolently. If not in a foreign place, he had made sure at least the man would feel one bullet that would teach him manners.

"Syifana is my future candidate, never dare to approach him, Om." The teenager approached the man who was still busy with his food.

Hearing the words of the young man who dared to dare to seize his property to dare to threaten him, Vino only smiled disdainfully. The smelly child was not his match, even to melt the girl his target.

"We'll see, Fana will fall into whose charm? you, or the man you call this om-om."

The words of the man he had helped made his emotions re-peaked. Gevano raised his hand to land the blow for the man. But before the teenager managed to get the runway for his hand, Vino had already caught even gripping the hand with his left hand and pulled it closer.

"If it wasn't for you helping me, I would have broken this brash hand." Vino whispered while throwing the teenager's hand away from him.

The energy Vino put out was not comparable to the teenager's defense. Due to the encouragement of the adult man, Gevano took several steps back.

"Go away, I still have a sense of revenge on brash teenagers like you. If you want Fana, go ahead. Let's compete healthily" said Vino lightly.

Gevano touched his hand which now has a trace caused by the strong grip of the adult man. The teenager looked back at Vino. The man looked calm, but his strength was indeed not playful.

When Gevano will answer Vino's offer to invite him to compete, Syifana suddenly comes. The girl was like a person in a hurry to grab her backpack. I don't know what he's going to do, the two men don't know. The curious Vino decided to call the girl.

"Fana, what do you want?" ask Vino curious.

Syifana turned a glance and approached Vino who was still loyal to sit leaning on his bed. He was in a hurry to forget the two men who were in his room. Seeing Syifana approaching Vino, Gevano finally decided to get out of the room rather than his heart feeling a deeper pain.

"Vano, where are you going?"

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