The Love Revenge of Mr. Alvin

I'm sorry

Alvino returns to his mansion alone, failing to bring his wife home. Ancama the mother made him give in, not out of fear if the woman would kill*only. But out of fear that the woman would fall ill due to her confession of the torture she had inflicted on her wife.

The adult man stepped up the stairs with big steps, when he was on the 2nd floor right in front of the room he gave to his wife. Alvino paused, staring at the room with a thousand regrets that now filled the recesses of his heart.

At first he married the young woman because he wanted revenge, but when he did that, the pain did not go away. Instead, he felt even more pain when he saw the scars of torture that he did in the body of the wife.

What else when he heard himself the wife actually defended him when interrogated by Mama Seren. His wife could complain about everything he did. However, it was not done by his little wife.

Alvino's regret deepened when he accidentally saw a picture frame lying on the nightstand. The man went inside the restroom to see what photos were there. Sure enough, the clear liquid this time he could not prevent.

A portrait of his second wedding that was only done in the hospital IGD room. The marriage was far from the happy word he gave the woman, even after bringing the wife to live together. Not the house he gave, but the hell of the world. It was not the household she lived in, but the funeral home, and not the happiness she gave, but the endless pain.

"Sorry, Fana. I'm sorry" he said with deep regret.

The man decided to bring the picture frame for him to keep in the main room. Somehow he missed his wife's bar-bar nature so much before marrying her. The woman looks very brave against him, in contrast to when she was already his wife. The woman even resigned when she hit her little body.

When he was in the room, Alvino immediately dropped his body on the bed. Without a long time he immediately closed his eyes, sleeping in a dream that was either beautiful or bad.

"Sorry Fana, Bang! Sorry, don't hurt Fana," the scream sounded so bitter.

"You're evil, Vino, you married my son just to torture him!" the woman who does not look like her.

He turned around, trying to find the source of the sound. But there was nothing at all except a voice that made him feel guilty.

"Fana, where are you, I'm sorry, Fana! Plis, go! I miss you" cried Alvino in a loud voice.

"Master, wake! Mr Alvino!" a familiar voice cried in the man's ear, followed by the shaking of his body.

The voice was now domineering, even his body continued to tremble violently. Alvino immediately opened his eyes, the man woke up from his sleep. With bad breath and a face that has been filled with sweat.

"What's the matter, sir? Nightmare?" ask Alvino's confidant.

While Alvino was just silently sculpting, the man had not been able to digest what was currently happening. When he realized, the man immediately moved. Andri restrains the man by blocking his wrist.

"Where are you going?" ask the man again.

"I'm going after my wife!" yelled at Andri's rough hand.

"Where is Miss?"

Seriate...