The Retaliation of My Husband's Infidelity

The Retaliation of My Husband's Infidelity
part 35's



Vindra pov's.


My name is Vindra. I know a handsome handsome guy like me. I was Alana's schoolmate.


A little story, I used to have a crush on super cute and beautiful girls and rich kids named Alana Princess.


I used to think he was very arrogant and chose to be friends, but after a long time I knew he was ignorant not because he was intentional or arrogant. He was a quiet High School guy, so if you want to be close to him, you have to be extra patient.


About it if it is not too close he is not too willing to talk or chat, but if you already know close and friends. He's a fun and fun kid to talk to.


Unfortunately I knew his nature when we were in third grade, it was not long. But in that short period of time I felt like her, I didn't know it was love or not.


But obviously every time I get close and chat with him feels comfortable and exciting, and if it is far from him or a few days do not meet there is a sense of longing that rushes in my heart.


Because of that feeling I plan to reveal my feelings to him when we finish the final exam later. Because if it is too soon or before the exam I reveal my feelings, I am afraid it will interfere with our concentration to face the exam later.


After waiting for a long time finally the final exam of school was over, and I intend to take her to a beautiful place to reveal my feelings to him.


After a long time persuading her to go play with me, the end of her she would also be invited to go both ways.


I waited a long time at the place we promised to meet. After hours of waiting, but the person I was waiting for never came.


before the night before I broke up I would go home with a feeling and a disappointed heart.


In this erratic mood, bad thoughts swirled against Lana, maybe she was deliberately playing tricks on me, or maybe she knew my feelings for her so she didn't come because she didn't like me.


In this troubled mood, a week later news emerged that Alana's parents had an accident and died the day we agreed to meet.


I'm surprised I wasn't bothered by the news. I'm sorry that Alana has thought badly of you, I said in my heart..


After hearing the news I immediately contacted Lana, but it turned out that her number was no longer active. I tried to search on social media but his account suddenly disappeared.


I tried to find information about her from a friend's friend, and I got her home address. I immediately slid into Alana's house, but what I found was that Alana was no longer living in the house.


for days I tried to find Alana's whereabouts but I never found her. Until the time of my departure to America I still have not heard about it.


5 Years old I went to college and developed papa business in America, during that time I was waiting for news about Lana, even until I returned to Indonesia still I have not found her existence.


Even I was reluctant to have a relationship with another woman. Because every time I want to start a relationship, Lana's shadow always comes to me.


That's why until now I don't also have a lover, even at my age who has entered the head of three I still have never been close to women.


Even my mother aggressively looking for me a partner by matching me with the daughter of a friend of hers, I continue to refuse for various reasons.


A year ago I returned to Indonesia did not dampen my spirit and perseverance to continue looking for the existence of Lana.


Destroyed have been my hopes and dreams all this time, for years I searched for her existence, but all I got was disappointment, but I could not do anything else, I tried to disappear my feelings towards him, but it was difficult.so at this time the feeling was still neatly stored in my heart.


In the midst of my turmoil, I still continue to monitor Lana's life. Although it hurts but if Lana is happy, I also feel happy, even by looking at her smile from far away it is the most beautiful thing for me.


Maybe this sounds stupid because I still love him who already belongs to people, but it's okay, I don't think about it all.


The first time I met Alana at a mall, she probably didn't recognize me anymore, because she hadn't seen me in a long time, but it was lucky for me that she didn't recognize me.


Because then I am free whenever I pay attention to him whenever I want. I can meet Lana every day, even I memorized where the place she always clean.


But sometimes there is also a sense of pity to see him work like this, being a janitor in a mall that so many of his visitors.


it was unimaginable how tired he was with his work. Want me to help her get another job, but I'm sure she'll definitely refuse her raw, and that could also make me unable to see her anymore.


So I had to let her do this job, because maybe this was her choice.


Once I saw Lana come to this mall with a different look. She was dressed neatly and clean and with a little dress up, but her dress was not excessive, natural as before, this added to her sweet impression.


I saw Lana eating with a guy in a suit. He looked serious about something, but I couldn't hear him, so I was sitting pretty far away from their seats.


Not how long I saw the man had gone from there, but Lana was still sitting daydreaming in that place.


not long after I saw Lana standing up and stepping onto a table in the corner of the cafe, she spoke for a while and sat there.


Because I was too focused on watching Lana, I didn't realize that my phone was ringing. I saw my secretary in the office calling me.


''Yes what's up ?'' say me.


''In half an hour we have to attend a meeting with our business partner from Bali. I hope you're on time'' he said across the street.


''Yes.'' I answered briefly and turned off the phone.


After that I left the cafe, but before leaving I noticed Lana again.


He was still in that person's place.it might be a friend or acquaintance of his, so I went straight from there.


*****


Happy fasting and morning prayer, friend..


Sorry for this part we stopped about lana first yes, and switched to Vindra pov..


Happy reading.