Wife Revenge Wasted

Silence or stepping?

Andrew was still sitting in the waiting chair in front of Leon's treatment room massaging his dizzy head. Today, her anger is growing on Cheryl after seeing what happened to her only child, Leon. In Andrew's eyes, the woman had made a grave mistake by not obeying him to stay home and accompany Leon. He even went to Bandung without his permission on the grounds there is a job.

To prove it, Andrew contacted Cheryl's manager and it turned out that Cheryl was leaving not for a job but to celebrate the birthday of one of his acquaintances in a golf area. Maybe that's what makes Cheryl come home wearing her golf clothes. For the umpteenth time, Andrew really felt let down. But what can be done, he can only clench his hands while hitting his own head as a form of anger.

A woman in her twilight approached Andrew, rubbed his arched back for carrying a heavy weight, and sat down next to the man. Andrew did not turn his head, he still closed his eyes, trying to understand what Cheryl really wanted. The more he thought, the less he understood.

“You don't sprain yourself Gini Drew, you love that Cheryl. Time she was so remiss with her own son?” That sentence became the first sentence of Andrew's destruction. “Then, even though you give Mama ease by providing many servants at home, Mamah never ngalihin responsibility about children and husbands to others. Lah your wife, she instead went secretly without your permission when the child was sick. What kind of wife and mother are you like?”  Widi clucked bitterly, not out of thought with the behavior of her daughter-in-law.

“Mamah felt, the more days Cheryl could not be controlled. His attitude is the same Mamah more disrespectful, no respect let alone guilt after throwing your adak out of the house. He is also getting less and less like you. Come to think of it, Mamah Nyesel has a ghost like her. Free beauty and famous artists if the behavior is like that. Cook can not, clean the house can not, take care of you can not and take care of Leon is also negligent. Still mending Anjani lah in appeal him,” said Widi suddenly. His eyes stared at the handwashing poster stuck to the wall.

Just this time Andrew turned to his mother, which was when the woman called Anjani's name regretfully. “Mah Kok suddenly kangen yes, same Jani. You have to admit that he's better than Cheryl. Mamah Nyesel has been unfair with Jani,” The woman continues her guilt.

“Mah,” pause Andrew. He no longer wanted to hear Anjani's name, because it reminded him of the nightmare he had experienced. Until now, he could not forget Anjani's last eye before she fell into the sea after being kicked in her hand and face by Cheryl.

“Akh, shit!” grunting Andrew while rubbing his face rough.

Andrew had to admit that after marrying Cheryl, his life was a lot messier. As Widi said just now, Cheryl could not fulfill her function as a wife. She was just a good bed partner to Andrew and now, she's fed up with all of Cheryl's behavior.

“Mad you feel, if you can get a better woman than your wife now. At the very least, if the woman leaves your life, Carissa will want to go home.” That was Widi's final sentence while patting her son's shoulder then passed. He did not care at all about the turmoil of his son who was looking for an estuary.

Andrew could only fall silent, bowed in thought of everything. Silent, no one else spoke around him, but the contents of his head were extremely noisy, making the man clutch his own hair in annoyance. “What should I do now?” his inner.

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A meeting was arranged by Kelvin, to bring Jharna together with a manager artist. The petite woman was named Dina, a manager artist recommended by an old friend Kelvin. They are still chatting casually in a vintage-themed aesthetic cafe accompanied by the sound of bad music that tells about love. Dina is still looking at the example of the contract that Jharna has and the form of cooperation that this artist wants.

“Okey, I'm willing to be your manager. Your profile is good and very professional,” said Dina while smiling looking at the beautiful face of Jharna.

“Wah, thank goodness. So, starting today we're friends aren't we?” Jharna extended her hand to Dina. Look at that bright smile.

“Of course, we're friends.” Dina immediately replied to Jharna's hand and then they embraced familiarly. Kelvin smiled to see Jharna so easily close to his manager. It seemed like this woman's confidence had already increased and she was starting to be able to trust others.

“Okey, may I know the offer of cooperation for you at this time what?” ask the curious Dina. He was told that there were many offers of cooperation from various famous brands for Jharna.

“There's in my email and messenger, briefly.” Jharna pulled out his phone and showed it to Dina.

“That's your personal email?”

“Iya, is there a problem?” Jharna looked surprised.

“No, only it would be better if we make a special email for work. Do not use your email, so it is easier to check it. How even your personal email is your personal life, I don't want to bother him.” He tries to be professional.

“Yes, I agree. You should have your own email for work problems,” Kelvin added.

“Eem okay if it is.” Jharna agreed.

“Ya, bro?” kelvin answered Bobby's call. He went to the back of the cafe and sat in one of the chairs, the place was quite quiet and there was no sound of music interrupting his call.

“Lo where?” ask the man over there.

“In the cafe, what is it?”

“Sama Jharna?” shoot Bobby.

“Hem,”

“Udah I can guess anyway,” timpal Bobby while cengengesan. “Ngedate lo?” ask the man again.

“Again Anjir, I nemenin him met his prospective manager.”

“Ooohh, kiraain already have progress for lo.” relationship Bobby still teases his best friend.

Kelvin just smiled, indeed there has been no significant progress for his relationship with Jharna. It's just that they're not too awkward. “Lo what the hell is calling me? Just to cheat on me?” kelvin asked, he knew exactly the puckiness of his best friend.

“Hahahaha. But there are other things that I really want to ask you,” the man like deliberately hanging his sentence.

“Apaan?” Kelvin's curiosity was indeed awaited by Bobby.

“Job with me yuk, I want to open plastic surgery spasialis in my hospital. I want you to join,” Bobby's sentence this time sounds serious.

Kelvin did not immediately chimed in, he looked agitated at the invitation. To be honest his hands had started itching to chat again with a scalpel, but the fear and the rainnya was still too big.

“Emang will anyone believe me?” asked Kelvin weakly.

“There is. Now I have many acquaintances who are good plastic surgeons and can practice in my place. Your prospects are good bro,” Bobby sounds so excited.

“Yes it's because your acquaintances trust you, not necessarily they want if they know the doctor is me. Not first, I don't want to ruin your career,” said Kelvin desperately.

“Lo what the hell anjir, no story lo ruining my career. I've been ready to help re-manage your license and he said he could as long as you have valid evidence. A few years ago, people must have forgotten. After all, the problem only developed in Singapore, here like no one knows. In any case, you already have evidence that indicates that you are not guilty. Your problem now is just a trauma problem. Do not be discouraged bro, the results of your work are real. Noh see Jharna, he is as beautiful as he is now, when his face was completely destroyed, many of his injuries. But you can heal him and give him new happiness.” Bobby's trying to encourage.

Kelvin seemed silent for a while, he was still thinking about Bobby's words. Some of Bobby's sentences are true, but getting up from the trauma and cultivating that confidence is not as easy as Bobby said. It takes effort and confidence.

“Lo want Vin? Think of this as the beginning of a new life. Jharna has dared to step up to face the problem because he has a good support system, namely lo. Why don't you do the same? I'm sure Jharna will also support you. Don't ask me if I support you. Come on, bro, don't hide anymore. Do not torture yourself,” persuade Bobby with full seriousness.

Kelvin sighed deeply then exhaled slowly. There was a pinch of fear that still filled his heart. He was well aware that the world was narrow and that making it narrow was a mistake in his past.

“Gue needs time,” Kelvin said later. He still had to really think about this matter, at least he had to listen to Jharna's opinion.

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