Wife Revenge Wasted

Challenges

Arriving at the Kelvin residence, Anjani borrowed the cellphone of one of the waiters to surf in cyberspace. He finds out about a Kelvin Stewart and his past work. There is not much information available about this man. Bauru one article found and contains about the success of the man in doing plastic surgery on his patients.

Anjani opened the article, carefully reading the article that was published about two years ago. From the article it is known that Kelvin has done plastic surgery on about 824 patients. Results pleased. Photos of beautiful women are displayed there. Anjani was about to save the news, but when he clicked the save article button, the article suddenly disappeared.

“Hah, that feeling I chose save deh, not delete. How can I delete people's articles?” Anjani confused himself. He re-refreshed the page, but the results of the page were not found.

Anjani tried to re-do the search and now the title of the article no longer exists. Some related articles have also disappeared. Anjani was silent for a while trying to figure out why the article had suddenly disappeared. It is browsing the reason the article was deleted and the most reasonable reason is, the admin deleted it.

Yeah, that's for sure. But for what reason?

Investigating further, Anjani searched Kelvin's social media accounts. It turns out that the man also has no social media accounts. There's just another Kelvin Stewart and that's not much. Anjani is increasingly curious about the figure of Kelvin that he knows.

Patiently, Anjani opened one by one Articles containing the name Kelvin. After page four, Anjani found one of the social media accounts that named Kelvin as his surgeon. Kelvin's name is on one of the captions in his photo was also disguised.

“Thanks a lot dr K^LV^N S, has made my face beautiful and bright like the morning sun.” The contents of the caption made by my owner. Anjani is increasingly curious about the beautiful figure on the social media account. She dug it up further and it turned out that she was a model who had just set foot in the entertainment world about a year ago.

“Seru?”

“Gosh!”

Anjani is stunned when it turns out that the man she was looking for her article in cyberspace, is standing behind her. His head was right next to Anjani's head and saw what Anjani was looking for in his servant's cell phone. I don't know since when the man saw what Anjani did. Shame it feels caught stalking by the person directly.

“Vin,” Anjani immediately turned off her phone screen and turned a little at Kelvin with a feeling of shame and guilt. “Sorry, I was, curious.” Anjani played down the voice at the end of her sentence.

The man smiled and walked around and sat next to Anjani. “Emang the article still exists?” Kelvin asked.

“Hah?” Anjani confused himself.

“Shouldn't have any articles about me. The hospital where I worked had already deleted all the good articles of positive news let alone negative news about me.” Kelvin replied casually.

“Why?” It is better that curiosity is conveyed directly to the person.

“Emmm,” Kelvin looks confused starting his story. He took a couch cushion and played it while his gaze was fixed out the window, looking at the beauty of the garden behind his house.

“I did an act that harmed the hospital. Therefore, in order to maintain the good name of the hospital, all articles about Kelvin Stewart have been lost from cyberspace.” Kelvin finally replied, looking with a heavy heart even though he still tried to smile and showed dimples on his right cheek.

“But I found an article about you about a year ago. He said you managed to operate on about 824 patients. I'd like to try saving the link, but you're missing.” Anjani spoke while frowning her thick eyebrows.

“Yes, because the article about me is set up like that. Maybe IT they want to make sure there are no more articles read by any netizens.”

“But in that article you successfully operated many patients. There was even one person who made a post with your name disguised, uh meaning in censorship. I was kayaking call the name of aja blue film player,” grumbled Anjani while opening the last page he saw and showed it to Kelvin.

“Yes, that's one of my passins. He was the last patient before I made a failure,” Kelvin said. He pulled out his phone and showed Anjani some photos. Photo of the article he managed to save. “Read,” Plus.

It is with pleasure Anjani immediately took over Kelvin's phone and read the article that has been captured. In the article said that Kelvin had performed a malpractice on a patient that caused the patient's nose to rot and had to do nose reconstruction at a high cost. For the case Kelvin was demanded a considerable fine and asked to revoke his practice license.

“Patient suffers from allergies of one of the substances he consumed shortly after performing the operation. Therefore the substance reacts to the results of the patient's operation and causes the wound of the operation to rot.” That's the line of confirmation Kelvin said. But in his later writings, Kelvin's explanation is considered only an absurd defense.

“So what substance does he use?” Anjani looked curious.

“What is not further investigated?” Anjani is getting curious.

Kelvin shakes. “No one wants to testify, not even the cafe waiter where this woman ordered food and drinks.”

“What is he doing on purpose?” Anjani's question is getting more conical.

“Come, obviously I have quit and now have no license whatsoever for the job,” Kelvin said as he clenched his hand.

Anjani is speechless. He looked at Kelvin for a moment with great pity. “No need to pity me. I'm already in the stage of receiving everything.” The man said casually and took over his phone from Anjani's hands. One year was enough for him to accept the truth.

“If you've received everything, why are you still hiding in this city? Why not go back to your home country?” Anjani's question that made Kelvin stunned and then smiled. He did not answer, only averted his eyes and rubbed his face violently.

“Rest, we'll have dinner soon.” That's all Kelvin said to Anjani. He left Anjani who was still curious.

“Do that operation to me.” Suddenly Anjani asked for it.

Kelvin's steps stopped, but the man did not turn around. “Ask anything else, I can't do any action anymore.” The man rejected it firmly.

“Why? You scared?” challenge Anjani.

Kelvin's shoulders dropped, along with his rough breathing.

“My face is already very damaged Vin. I can't even recognize my own face. These wounds are so terrible. So, just do the operation on me, I'm not afraid my face is more terrible than this. In addition, I believe that your hands can help me, such as when pulling me from the brink of death,” Anjani said firmly. He stared for a moment at his face from the reflection of the glass. His face was indeed very damaged with many blackish scars. Tearing wounds everywhere, if he appeared at night in dark conditions, maybe people would run around in fear.

“Don't risk your future just to help me. I don't need help.” Kelvin understood correctly, it was done by Anjani so that Kelvin's confidence again appeared.

“What future do I bet on? I'm not even sure I have a future. I only have a present and a terrible past. But, what's wrong if we start doing something for tomorrow. Without hope, without any expectations. Let's go through tomorrow without any hope. Why, we again make an experiment for our lives. Whether we succeed or not, we will not give up. There is no one we should be satisfied with our achievements.”

The sentence Anjani sounds quite long and so easily understood by Kelvin. The man turned his head and looked closely at Anjani. “We never know the result if we never start, Vin,” Anjani stressed to the man.

Kelvin seemed to be exhaling violently. “Rest, after dinner, we will discuss again,” said the man.

“Really?” Anjani's eyes immediately rounded.

“Hem, prepare your mentality in case I make a mistake.” The man smiled at the end of his sentence.

“Yes, I'm really ready. See you at dinner Vin.”

“Hem,” said the man as he passed away to his room. Anjani is completely insane, unreasonable and fearless. But that makes something in Kelvin feel like it's awakened.

“Don't rumble now, we haven't started anything,” Kelvin told his pounding heart. An Anjani had made this kind of feeling reappear.

“What feeling is Vin?

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