The Love Revenge of Mr. Alvin

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Although Alvino asked Syifana to slap him. However, the young lady in Maladeva residence did not do what her husband ordered. 

Alvino rounded his eyes when he actually got a brief kiss on his cheek by the woman who was now running into the mansion. The man touched the kiss marks given by Syifa. Still still in his place. 

When he realized that his wife had fled too far, Alvino immediately chased after the wife who was now no longer seen. The young mistress in the mansion must have already escaped to the main room. 

Alvino rushed to the main room to find his little wife. When it came in, the room was locked. Alvino knocks on the door for his wife to open for him. 

"Fana, open!" 

"No way, Bang Vino's gonna answer, right?" shifana shouted from within. 

"I promise I won't reply. Quickly open the door," Alvino ordered in a soft voice. 

"Promise, dad!" he screamed again to make sure. 

"Yes, honey." 

The sound of a key being opened made Alvino quickly push the door open. However, when he entered there was no one in the room. 

Alvino continued to move on in confusion. "My time is hallucinating? It's been a long time since I've been drunk." The man scratched his head behind him while staring around. 

"Dor!" Syifana shocked Alvino from behind.

The woman involuntarily hugged her husband's body so tightly. It was as if nothing had ever happened between the two. It was as if she had forgotten the trauma caused by her husband. 

"Fana, you're so naughty, anyway!" Alvino turned his body, but did not take off his wife's tight embrace. 

Syifana laughed lightly as she looked up at the handsome face of her husband. "Abang does not know, Fana from childhood is already Naughty. If you don't believe it, just ask your brother Ali and Dad," he said happily. 

Alvino returned his wife's warm embrace. However, his right hand was able to menoel Syifana's nose because of anxiety. A smile of relief was painted on that handsome face when he saw the joy emanating from the wife's face. 

"You are indeed the strongest woman I have ever seen in my life, Fana. After everything I've done, you can still act like there's never anything." Alvino was deep in heart, proud of his wife's nature and attitude. 

"Why ask them? I've even been a victim of your mischief." Alvino hugged his head, leaning on his wife's shoulder. "Fana, thank you," he said sincerely.

"What's thanking you for, Bang? Fana just did what Fana was supposed to do." 

They hugged for so long. Give each other comfort. After hugging, Alvino cleaned himself in the bathroom. Syifana went downstairs to make her husband's coffee. 

Some of the servants who were there had banned the activities of the young mistress. However, Syifana insisted on making a drink beloved husband who intends to overtime tonight. 

After finishing making Syifana drinks back to the room to coincide with Alvino who also just came out of the bathroom. The man was already neat in casual clothes. Do not want to make mistakes like the old days of using a towel only when out of the bathroom. 

Alvino still remembers his actions that may still leave a trauma in the soul of Syifana, so he decided not to force his woman to do things deeper. 

"Any shower?" ask Syifana while putting coffee on the table. 

"Say, brother wants to go overtime? Yes Fana makes coffee. Let me not sleep," replied Syifana. 

Alvino nodded then stepped closer to the wife who was still standing in her position. "You're so considerate. Thank you," he said sincerely. 

"Together, Bang. Oh yeah, his overtime spirit brother, Dad! Or do you want Fana to hang out for a second?" bargain Syifana with a loving expression. 

The man dropped his bok*ng on the couch and took his laptop which was still in his briefcase. "Aren't you sleepy?" alvino asked while opening the laptop. 

"No, Bang. His brother was also late in the room. Fana is not good if you sleep first," replied Syifana honestly. 

Alvino put the laptop back on the table and looked at his wife. A warm smile was painted making the face look even more handsome. "It's okay to go to bed first. I deliberately overtime here while you take care of you." 

"It's okay, Bang. Fana still wants to see brother work," he replied fixed on his stance. 

In the end Alvino overtime accompanied Syifana who sat beside him. The man was so focused on the files stored on his laptop that he did not notice that the woman next to him had yawned several times. 

Moments later when Alvino intends to drink black coffee made by his wife, the man was surprised by the state of Syifana who had fallen asleep leaning on the sofa. Alvino shook his head with a smile on his lips. 

"When you go to sleep you're so pretty, mortal. I was lucky to get you" he said, confirming a strand of hair that slightly covered his wife's face. 

The man again put the sophisticated objects used for the work. He got up and carried his wife bridal style to bed. 

"Sleep well, honey. I love you" he whispered as he lowered Syifana on a soft mattress and covered his beloved woman. 

After making sure the wife sleeps comfortably, Alvino again completed his work that was delayed. Until dawn, the man fell asleep on the couch, still holding his laptop. 

Syifana blinked her eyes slowly and rubbed her eyes until they opened perfectly. The first sight captured by the netraya is the husband who fell asleep on the sofa still holding a laptop. On the table were also a few papers. 

"She moved me to bed, but she herself fell asleep on the couch." Syifana smiled faintly. "Fana's proud of you, Bang." 

Syifana lowered her legs from the bed and got up and approached her husband. The woman tidied the papers scattered on the table. When she was done she intended to take the laptop that was in her husband's lap. However, it seems that the movement of the wife interfered with Alvino's rest. 

The man was surprised and immediately opened his eyes with a vigilant attitude. But when he saw the wife was grinning in front of him, Alvino also heaved a sigh of relief. 

"It turns out you, Fana. I'm sorry, I forgot we slept in the room again." 

"It's okay, Bang. Mortal is wrong for not being careful" replied the wife feeling a little guilty. "Why sleep on the couch?" 

"I just don't want to disturb your sleep, Fana." Alvino answered while closing the laptop and put it in the bag. 

"When I even want to be together," he murmured very softly. 

"What, are you serious?" pekik Alvino who had heard the muttering of his wife