The Throne of Desire of the Candidate Duda

Chapter.134

Alvino stood on the balcony of his hotel room, staring at the beautiful Swiss night sky. He spread his hands forward, when he saw the first snow finally falling.

I thought I wouldn't return to this city after that day, but it turned out that fate led me back with a recovered heart, inner Alvino.

His hands clenched as the ice cristal he had in his hands began to melt. That day exactly seven years ago, he and Shela first met after the news of their arranged marriage was published.

Alvino learned a lot from the story of the marriage he had with Shela. He used to be so sure, at least even though there was no love between them, but he was sure to be happy if he continued to undergo marriage for the sake of both parents and the company.

But the longer their lives are completely empty. Alvino may be able to survive even though his heart is tormented, but Shela needs the man she loves.

For what continues to force, if survive only make a wound. A feeling that never fused even though tied to the rope of marriage, really no one will be comfortable living it.

Don't force if things have been different, let him go to be happy. There is no way to fix something that started the wrong way.

Farewell is the best way, to stop torturing each other, even though they have to fight the ego that continues to lead to an abyss, where they will fall again and again. It is not easy, but in the end they both find happiness in their respective paths.

"It's snowing" said Aliya who suddenly came and immediately stood beside Alvino.

Seeing the arrival of the wife, Alvino's hand reflexively immediately embraced the little shoulder. "The weather will be colder tomorrow. But calm down, I'll make sure you don't lack warmth."

Aliya's face turned red, she patted the back of her husband's hand, which was stroking his stomach. "It's a good thing that Naya is asleep, did you deliberately order a room with two rooms?"

"Hem of course, I won't miss this opportunity to make love to you." One brief kiss back given Alvino right on Aliya's forehead. "I love you so much."

Which heart will not be broken if loved with sincerity. That's how Aliya feels right now, he's so happy that sometimes he's afraid, there's an end to this story.

"I love you to. Oh yes Mas, sister Shela gave me something and I was quite surprised by the contents." Aliya took out a small box from her pajama pocket. "Open up."

Alvino's forehead puckered sharply, looking at the small box in the wife's hand. "What's it say?"

"Just open it."

Alvino grabbed the small box and immediately opened it. "This ... did he give you this?"

"Yes Sister Shela said I might be surprised, but she returned this and asked me to wear it .. is it okay?"

Aliya seems doubtful, according to Shela's explanation through a short message, the diamond necklace is a hereditary necklace that was given by Alvaro Wilson to Shela and now returned.

Alvino grasped the box tightly and then looked back at his wife. "This necklace, is the necklace of three generations of the Wilson family. I'm not not going to allow it, but for me this necklace is a testament to my failure, and I think I'm going to break my family's tradition."

"So I can't wear it, even though you know, this necklace is already worn by Grandma, Mama and Sis Shela?"

"I don't want you to wear it. I've received this traditional necklace and in fact I failed in my marriage, maybe it's not me who deserves this necklace but my brothers. Just give it to Viona or Vina when we get home."

Aliya seemed disappointed when she received an uncontested ultimatum. "Hemm okay. But what a pity, the diamonds are so sparkling, and they're so pretty."

"I-I'll buy you a necklace directly with the store." Alvino moves his hand holding his wife in bridal style. "Now we just need to focus on warming the body."

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"Hoaaamm." Viona yawned wide as she just got up from her lying position. She pulled a blanket over the left side of the bed and could not find her husband. "Did Bian go to work."

While massaging the neck bend, Viona stepped out of the room towards the bottom floor, as her throat felt so dry. Arriving in the kitchen, he smiled at the sight of all the dirty dishes and flour that was scattered was clean until the snail.

"It's not in vain that I have a husband who loves you cleanliness." With a cheerful heart he stepped towards the refrigerator to fetch some drinking water.

"Amkkk!"

"Gosh," said Viona who was shocked when she saw her husband lying under the kitchen set and unfortunately he accidentally stepped on her husband's hand. "Bi, how did you sleep here?"

Abian tried to get up from his lying position while grimacing in pain due to being stepped on by Viona. "Why do you think? I work overtime cleaning the kitchen that looks more like a rat's nest. Don't cook anymore, just sit back and serve me in bed."

"Idiih again trying to be the perfect wife, even in the limit. Let me experiment with all my imagination. I'm not gonna stop, just hire a house cleaner every morning, that's enough."

"Right as well, well at least every morning someone comes to clean up all the mess you're making." Abian chuckles to himself if he remembers all the burnt and hard cakes he found in the trash last night.

"Don't laugh! It's a bitch, if it doesn't stop I'll ...."

Abian tried to hold back his laughter and then looked back at his wife. "If you don't stop why?"

Suddenly Viona seemed nervous in the face of the husband from such a close distance. "Ehm, ka-if it doesn't stop, I'll me .. mengolek the big chili that's behind your pants so sambal geprek!"

Abian immediately closed the gun with both hands. "Huh, can? Our future depends on the work between this chilli and knowing your contents."

"Ah, why is our discussion becoming more random. I was here for a drink." Viona immediately stood up and opened the refrigerator.

When his throat was already feeling so fresh as to bend a bottle full of mineral water. Viona's gaze suddenly turned to a pack of strawberries in the refrigerator. "Well strawberry korea, I loved it."

Without delaying the time Viona grabbed the box and directly devoured one strawberry. " Well fresh, sweet." He looked at the husband who was standing next to him. "Where did you buy this?"

Mampus, I don't want to lie to him but if I'm honest whether he won't be angry, Abian's inner self.

"Ehm it was yesterday .. anu, it was me-"

"Please, anu what?"

"That strawberry gift ... Sabrina the time just so happened to come to the office, actually I didn't want to accept it but she insisted, she insisted, I was in his inbox but last night when I opened the trunk of the car I saw the strawberry looked good so I just brought it in."

"Grouptt." Viona splashed all the strawberries she had chewed into the kitchen sink. After cleaning his mouth he turned back to look at the husband with a sharp look. "Suddenly it feels like ringworm, scabies panu! Turns out he's been at Alvino's company?"

"We remember the company he worked for and Alvino's company was working with. You're worried I'm turning away, Yona, I can't possibly do that, you believe me?"

"I believe you, but I don't believe in that skin disease. He was itchy and asked for anti-bacterial cream to be aware. He's wrong to want to fight a Viona Wilson."

Abian sighed softly. He knew he couldn't stop Viona when she felt rivaled. Slowly his hand moved gently stroking the tip of Viona's head. "It's up to you to do anything, but remember not to hurt others and also you have to remember I love you and a step I won't leave you."

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