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Feud And Love

That night the weather was so cloudy when Alma Wijaya arrived in the center of Jakarta. She brought her pot belly alone to the big city to meet her husband, who had not returned for two months. 'Finally, I arrived at this city. I'm sure my husband will be happy to see me come' Alma muttered while smiling broadly. Armed with the address written on white paper, Alma asked the taxi driver to take him to that address. Unfortunately, her husband no longer lives there. Luckily there was a good person who told me that her husband was in Mention Hill, an elite housing area specifically for the rich. Alma got back in a taxi and asked him to take her to Mention Hill. 'Why is Arfha there? Does he have a business meeting? However, it's already ten o'clock in the evening, chances are he'll be home soon. There's nothing wrong with me waiting for him outside' Alma muttered while catching his breath because he felt a little tight and uncomfortable because of his big stomach. It didn't take long for Alma to arrive at Mention Hill. Again, she had to accept disappointment when she saw the husband she had longed for, instead leaving a luxurious house with a beautiful and slim woman. Arfha and the beautiful girl stood facing each other near the black Ferrari car. who exactly is the girl that is with Arfha? Is Arfha secretly playing behind Alma? Did Alma return to the village or stay quietly in the center of Jakarta with the man who disappointed her?" ................................................................. ............... Find the answer by following each chapter in this novel. If you like it, don't forget to support this novel by giving Power Stone as much as possible. And write your opinion in the review column and comment column so that I can correct what is wrong. One Power Stone and comments or reviews from you guys are my motivation to write. Happy Reading!

Linayanti · Urban
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45 Chs

Too ill

Not wanting to make his wife disappointed and sad again, Mr. Mario followed him "Yes mother!!"

Mrs. Yulia tried to smile happily while looking at her husband's face. A husband who is always there for her in any situation. Mr. Mario's loyalty is extraordinary.

PT. Archipelago city center.

Alma arrived in front of PT Nusantara downtown. The man stopped right in front of "It's here!!" Said the man.

"I'd better get off here."

"How about I take you to the front of the house?" Again the man offered kindness to Alma.

"No need sir! I don't want to be too much trouble, because Master has helped me so much"

"No problem. Because it's our duty to help each other"

"Again no need sir! Besides, my house is near, just a few more steps until"

"Okay then!! Wait let me open the door for you" The man came out first. He opened the car door for Alma, he also took Alma his suitcase.

Seeing the kindness of a foreign man she didn't know made Alma feel uncomfortable. Since this was too much, she had never found a man this good in her own town.

"Oh yes, this is a token of my gratitude, sir." Alma handed the man some bills. Because Alma is confused about how to reply to Budi.

The man refused, he did not want to take money from Alma's hands "Sorry Miss, I can't accept it all. Because I help you sincerely"

"I also sincerely give you sir! I beg you to accept it, sir, if you don't want to accept it, I will think about it later"

The man just kept smiling "It's okay miss, you should save your money for other needs"

Alma pulled back his hand and suddenly he remembered the jacket he was wearing "Wait a minute sir! I almost forgot" Alma continued as he removed the jacket that was attached to his body.

"I'll return this jacket," said Alma, giving it to a man she didn't know.

"You should just wear the jacket, because you need it more than me"

"Eummm... Alright, I'll return it after I wash the jacket, okay?"

"Okay, if that is the case"

Alma nodded, he then asked the stranger to go first. After the man's car was far away, only Alma stepped his foot.

Alma's meeting with the stranger was accidental. What's worse, the two of them haven't gotten to know each other yet, but Alma recognizes the stranger's face.

"Gosh!! I didn't even get to ask for his phone number. How am I going to return this shirt?" Alma mumbled while patting his forehead "I'll think of a way later. Hopefully I can meet that man" he continued.

Without realizing it, Alma had arrived right in front of his house. His legs felt heavy, his hands felt stiff. His entire body suddenly felt suffocated. He was really embarrassed to step foot into his mother and father's house.

Alma's face was filled with tears, it had been two years since Alma had left the house and this was the first time she had returned. There is no other way but to apologize for everything that has happened. Alma does not want to regret later, maybe this is a warning from God for him.

Step by step Alma's feet arrived right in front of the door of the house. He slowly reached out his hand to knock on the door. But Alma did not dare himself, he doubted himself.

Alma turned his body while heaving a long breath, he also wiped his tears that never stopped flowing, like rushing water in a long river. Seeing the atmosphere of the night that was getting late, his body also needed rest.

He turned his body again and spontaneously knocked on the door "Knock .. knock ... Knock" The sound of knocking on the door three times, and even then Alma used a pause.

"Did you hear anything?" Mrs. Yulia asked.

"Maybe it's the sound of mother rats. Because it's the rainy season, so there are a lot of rats out there looking for shelter," replied Mr. Mario.

"No dad!! I don't think it's the sound of a mouse, mom heard it sounded like a knock on the door"

Mr. Mario smiled "That's no mother! How could a guest come in the middle of the night like this"

"I'm very sure dad, if there's someone outside. If dad doesn't believe it, please come with mom to prove it, if mom's feeling is right"

"That's okay then! You'd better walk beside dad"

Mrs. Yulia and Mr. Mario went to the front, while Alma was no longer strong enough to stand up. Alma's feelings were mixed tonight, her heart was pounding like it was about to burst. Alma hoped that his parents would accept him back.

"Tech!!" The sound of the door opening. Mr. Mario slowly pulled the door. He then saw a girl standing in front of the house.

"Who's dad?" asked Mrs. Yulia in a small voice.

"Father also doesn't know mother, we should ask carefully. Maybe she needs a place to stay," replied Mr. Mario.

Mrs. Yulia and Mr. Mario watched Alma from behind, they both felt very strange seeing a woman wandering around at night.

"Excuse me, Miss, who are you? Why are you in our house?" asked Mr. Mario Politely.

A voice that often sounded in Alma's ears, a voice that Alma had longed for. He then looked at his parents with regret, both of his eyeballs continued to ooze clear beads.

"Mother father!!" Call Alma.

"Alma!!" Said Mrs. Yulia full of emotion. He couldn't even believe it was his daughter. Mrs. Yulia kissed both of Alma's cheeks, then moved to the forehead, then to the nose.

Alma immediately hugged Mrs. Yulia, and vice versa. Mr. Mario wiped his tears, he looked very sad.

"Honey, mom misses you so much! We'd better go inside honey. Dad, please bring Alma's suitcase"

"Okay mom!!"

Alma then let go of his mother's embrace, he returned to greet his father "Alma's father really misses dad"

He hugged Mr. Mario tightly. "We should go in first Alma, the weather outside is too cold. Not good for your health" said Mr. Mario.

The three of them then went inside. They sat in the living room, Mrs. Yulia went straight to the kitchen to prepare warm water for Alma. He made hot tea and brought some snacks for his daughter. Because he knew that his daughter must not have eaten.

"You should drink this hot tea first," said Mrs. Yulia.

"Thank you mom!!" Alma then took the hot tea, he then drank it slowly. Alma's eyes glanced at his father and mother, it was seen that his mother and father were very moved to see his sudden arrival.

After that Alma put down a light purple glass filled with warm tea.