Wife Revenge Wasted

The spirit dinner

Jharna's eyes are patterned as he walks into an elite apartment complex at Freaser residence Orchard Singapore. The distance is only about 1.7 km from the center of the Orchard crowd. The condition of the building is very luxurious with a variety of complete facilities. Can Jharna make sure that the financial life of a Kelvin is very awake and stable.

Unfortunately, when he entered the apartment, the man next to him looked insecure. When security greeted him, he hurried to the elevator. As Bobby once told, that in this place Kelvin was once labelled as a doctor malpractice in his patients. This man lost his confidence. I think he knew the reason why when they came to this country before, Kelvin preferred to take him to stay at a hotel.

“You all right?” jharna asked as they got into the elevator. Lucky it was just the two of them in the elevator.

“Yes,” lak the man smiled blandly, though his feelings were not out of whack. Coming to this place was like repeating a trauma as the people around here looked at him with cynical gazes. Especially when he was picked up by the police, akh it felt very scary.

“I'm fine,” Kelvin makes the sentence even clearer, when he saw the gaze of Jharna who noticed him in the elevator. The woman smiled, saying Kelvin. Kelvin did not expect that Jharna was that sensitive to his feelings.

Kelvin's apartment is on the 6th floor. When the elevator doors opened they immediately went down. Walk a little toward the apartment unit number 603, on the left corner. Kelvin presses his room passcode, “1504,” says the man.

“Ya?” Jharna was a little confused.

“That's the passcode, maybe you need it,” Kelvin explained.

“Oh, yes. Thank you,” Jharna can only thank you.

Not long after, they entered the apartment unit. The lights turned on automatically as Kelvin clapped his hands. “The formula is still working,” said the man.he thought one year on the left of the light sensor device had not recognized him.

Kelvin immediately headed for the small kitchen in the right corner, while Jharna was still looking at the whole room. There are two large room doors, a sofa that is neatly arranged in the living room, the door to the balcony whose curtains are not properly closed is also a corner of the room where to relax. Everything is neatly arranged as well as the house that Kelvin lives in Indonesia.

One thing that attracted Jharna the most attention in this room, a large photo displayed in the living room. Jharna approached the photo and looked at it closely. There are a couple with a boy and a girl, one of them Kelvin.

“They are my family,” Kelvin said from the kitchen. The man was still checking the groceries he had left behind for about a year. It turned out that most had expired so he chose to order food and drinks through the delivery service.

“What are they in the country too?” Jharna was very curious. From this photo it is clear that Kelvin is very similar to the father. A British national.

“My father died four years ago. My mother died two years ago and my sister now lives in England, continuing the family business. He is married and has one son,” Kelvin explained.

The man approached Jharna and looked at the family photo beside Jharna. “I have let them down and to date I have not been able to boast of them,” Kelvin's voice sounds sad.

Jharna turned to the man beside her with an erratic feeling. He knew that Kelvin was feeling guilty and disappointed in himself.

“I also have a mother, she is no longer young. I don't know what he's doing right now, maybe thinking about his daughter who died earlier.” Jharna smiled crazily at the end of his sentence. It was very painful to imagine the condition of the woman who had given birth to him.

“You contacted him?” Kelvin gives his cell phone to Jharna.

Jharna did not beat him, but turned his face away from Kelvin and chose to look at the face of Kelvin's late mother who smiled at him.

“Tell me when you're ready to contact him. Try not to make him wait for long. The anxiety is excruciating, Jharna,” Kelvin said as he looked at the woman from the side.

It was Jharna who sighed deeply and then exhaled heavily. “Iya, I will contact him as soon as possible.” It was only Jharna's answer that made Kelvin smile.

Jharna nodded slowly while turning his head Kelvin, “You are very good, Vin,” said Lirih Jharna as he looked at the man.

Kelvin just smiled. His hand reflexively raised about to wipe Jharna's head, but he paled, in order not to make the atmosphere awkward.

The two eventually separated. Each one goes into his room. Kelvin sighed deeply, smelling the fragrance of the room he had long left. Some trophies and awards for him are still displayed neatly in one corner of the room. Everything he did keep in the room after the heartbreaking incident and his feelings were always not okay when he saw the objects. He remembered his struggle to study and start a business as an aesthetic surgeon, he also remembered the legal verdict that made him have to wait his step.

For a moment he looked at his two stiff hands. Only when operating on Jharna is this hand like having power. While now?

“Thank you for giving me the opportunity to feel that sensation again,” Kelvin said as he recalled Jharna's belief in operating it. Already hundreds of operations were done by Kelvin and he felt, Kelvin's heart was really happy only when operating on Jharna. It was like something was splashing on his chest and making his chest warm. And now, I don't know when else he'll feel that kind of sensation.

In her room, Jharna had finished bathing. He was wearing a Kelvin shirt in the closet. Although he bought a lot of clothes, but the clothes he had not washed. As a result he wears a Kelvin shirt that is very loose on his body.

“Jharna, we have dinner first,” call Kelvin from outside.

“Oh, yes,” sahut Jharna. He immediately straightened his hair, combing it gently. He also tried to wear a thin lipstick so that his lips did not dry. After that, he immediately left the room.

Kelvin's eyes widened when he saw Jharna wearing his shirt. He was surprised to see Jharna look sexy with his shirt that only covers up the woman's knee. Actually Jharna's appearance did not open, but somehow made his blood rustle.

“Ma-sorry, I pinjem your shirt. You see, the clothes I bought have not been washed, so I wear this shirt,” said Jharna with shame. His face turned red.

“We have dinner first,” said the man without turning to Jharna. He immediately headed for the dining table in his kitchen.

“You're not angry, are you Vin, I pinjem your shirt?” Jharna immediately followed.

“Ngak, relax,” says. He immediately gulped down the water in his glass shortly after he sat down on the dining chair. The air suddenly warmed and made him stifled.

“Waahh, there's Broiled Lobster Tails with Garlic and Chili Butter!” exclaim Jharna when he saw the luxury food.

“Your favorite food?” Kelvin was curious about Jharna's happy expression.

“Yes! I used to make it myself, but it was salty. I just followed the recipe in the magazine, without ever feeling it straight. As a result my mother-in-law was angry because the materials I bought were expensive. We were forced to eat with oyster sauce shrimp even though we wanted to enjoy this lobster,” Jharna still clearly remembered when his mother-in-law nibbled him to the end.

“Then eat, consider it a benchmark of culinary flavors that you have to make. That's also if you still want to make it again.” Kelvin smiled at the end of his sentence. He chose the right menu for dinner.

“I have to try, because I don't like letting myself regret failure. I have to do something even better so as not to regret.” Jharna's spirit is so passionate, making Kelvin smile at his behavior.

There is a sentence that Kelvin underlines from this woman's speech, which is ‘I have to do something better so as not to regret’. Like slapping himself just pensively staring at both hands. Can he be as passionate as Jharna?

“I support you,” Kelvin said, encouraging the woman and herself.

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