The Love Revenge of Mr. Alvin

Alvin's change of attitude

A week after the wedding and the day of the death of Ms. Salma, now the two married couples who for 7 days stayed at the house of Hendra's father, finally returned to their respective homes. Syifana who inevitably obliged to follow wherever her husband went, forced to leave the father alone. But before that, Ara had placed a pair of people who served as servants and also guards for her father-in-law.

In a car driven by Alvino himself, Syifana looked at the husband who had only been silent since coming out of his parents' house. The man who used to be sweet, now looks cold as the beginning of their introduction. But the girl is still trying to think about position. Maybe her husband was exhausted from going back and forth to his house and also the funeral home, the man also still takes care of his company which already has a big name.

Seeing that her husband was silent, Syifana stared out the window. The girl noticed every activity on the edge of the highway. There, there are many roadside stalls serving food at peacock prices, but no less taste than the cuisine of five-star restaurants according to him.

Actually the girl wanted to stop for a while to buy and eat food that lined the outskirts, but saw her husband who did not make a sound or glance at her, making Syifana undo his intentions. The girl held back the hunger in her stomach that had been protesting since.

The sound of worms protesting was now heard so loud. Alvino only turned his head for a while, then refocused on the path in front of him when he got a horse grin from his little wife. The proportional man with a firm jaw did not intend to offer or ask about what his wife felt.

Syifana looked back at the road in front of him with a flat face. The husband's indifference made him feel badmood. The man who is usually sensitive to his condition, now looks like a living mannequin that does not have a heart.

The girl decided to silence her husband. They sat side by side, but were busy with their respective minds. Alvino who wanted to get to his house immediately, and Syifana who held back his hunger alone.

Taking a trip of almost an hour, they finally arrived at a luxurious house in the elite area. Several magnificent tall buildings line up there. Alvino immediately turned his car into a white high gate. The man stopped his car in front of the big house with white and gold dominating.

The man got out of the car and went straight into his house, without taking him in or helping his wife to bring her suitcase.

Syifana opened the car door herself, then took her suitcase out of the trunk. The woman brought her own suitcase into the large house owned by her husband.

The girl looked around, around every corner there were some people guarding the place. But of the many guards, none of them helped him to carry his luggage.

The teenage girl who had the status of a wife spread her shoulders, indifferent to everyone around who seemed not to see her presence. If in every film he watched, the guards assigned by the husband will certainly take care and respect the wife of his superior. However, he did not get that treatment in this place. Her husband's grand palace is a place that will now be a place to socialize with the new environment.

Syifana finally entered the house. As soon as he entered the house that was like a palace, Shifana's steps stopped at the door. The place was so neat with antique ornaments that must have been very expensive.

However, his gaze stopped on a painting that was displayed in another corner inside the living room. A picture that the girl was no stranger to the woman. It was as if he had seen a picture of that woman somewhere. As he tried to remember about where he saw the picture, suddenly a woman wearing maid clothes approached him.

Syifana felt strange with the call, she who never used the services of the maid felt unsuitable when called Miss. Like rich people who have high positions, such as his brother-in-law also for example.

When he remembered the call he often heard when all of his brother-in-law's men called him, Syifana so remembered the picture that was also in the corner of the living room that he was currently paying attention to.

'It was like the image of 12-year-old Brother Ara, but why was Bang Vino next to a woman similar to Brother Ara? Uh, is that really Brother Ara?' the inner girl.

"Come, Miss!" take the waiter with you when the young Miss is silent.

Syifana gasped at the servant's invitation, the girl trying to control herself who was still in a state of confusion. He followed the steward up the stairs, until they reached the front of a room. The servant opened the room he had prepared for the wife of his Young Master.

They entered simultaneously, Syifana circulated her gaze. Observing a room smaller than his own in the house. The girl thought that where possible in a house as big as a palace like this, had a master room that was even smaller than her own in Hendra's father's house. After putting down the suitcase, the waiter who delivered Syifana said goodbye to get out of the place.

Syifana prevents the step of the waiter who will come out of the minimalist room. "Bi, sorry, does my husband live in this room?" ask Syifana politely.

The waiter shook his head. "No, Miss. Mr. Alvin is in the room on the third floor, the main room in this mansion." After informing the girl, the maid immediately continued her steps out of the room.

The girl was increasingly surprised by what she heard from the waiter who delivered her. She and her husband did not live in the same room, even they were on different floors. Mean what? The girl was still trying to understand what was happening at this moment.

However, I could not understand anything that happened. The husband, who had always been nice to her for a week, suddenly turned cold. What else now she knows that her husband actually gave her a different room from him. A husband and wife should not live in the same room. Many negative thoughts were now revolving around the girl's head.

While still busy with her own thoughts, Syifana was shocked by the ringing of her mobile phone. The girl reached into the cell phone in her jacket pocket to see who called her on nights like this.

"Bang Ali!" shifana murmured with piercing eyes.

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