
After exiting the training ground, Dhavin hurriedly went into the car that had been prepared by one of his men to be parked at the door exactly, because he was going home.
BRACKET…
Roughly speaking, Dhavin got into the car, and immediately stuck the gas as deep as possible.
“What else this time? Is Arlsei no longer able to take care of my wife? If so, he better be assigned to the headquarters alone. But if it were like that, who would cook? I've been lazy enough to recruit chefs, because the end of them, must be the same.” Gerrutu Dhavin's.
And Dhavin left with his car at a pretty high speed.
The four hours that will be used to fill his affairs are finally delayed because Arlesei was the one who called him and told Dhavin to return, because something happened to Revina.
At a speed of nearly 150 km per hour, Dhavin reached home in less than fifteen minutes.
Arriving home, Dhavin opened the door quite roughly.
BRACKET...
And he immediately rushed into the house, and precisely the third floor. To cut travel time, of course Dhavin will use the elevator as a means of transportation.
TING'S.
In a hurry, right after the elevator reached the destination floor, Dhavin hurriedly ran away towards his room.
CLOAKS.
Dhavin tries to open the door of his room so as not to disturb Revina who is likely in it.
"Revina~" Call Dhavin over to Revina who is again sleeping on the couch.
Yep..
Every time Dhavin came home, he would see Revina sleeping on the narrow sofa rather than the big, wide mattress.
There was no reply at all to Revina, Dhavin walked over to his wife.
"Dhavin.I'm scared." Revina hugged Dhavin.
"Why again? What makes you so scared and cry like this?" dhavin asked, slowly interrogating his wife who seemed to be afraid.
But what else is afraid of?
"I'm still pictured with the one last night." Lirih Revina hugged Dhavin and placed her head on the shoulder of Dhavin who happened to be her husband was crouching in front of her exactly.
Dhavin patted Revina's back gently to make her calmer. "It must be scary, huh?"
"Hmm.I actually kept thinking. Can I still be called a good person?" Revina muttered again.
"What do you mean? Even if others think you are evil, in my eyes you will always be good." Reply Dhavin, trying to digest what situation actually owned by Revina to say that he himself is not a good person.
"But.but Dhavin. Do I deserve to be a good person?"
"Let's tell me, why can you ask me what I think of you. If not tell me, I can give you my own opinion."
Revina let go of her embrace, then with that puffy face, Revina looked at Dhavin's face quite fixed while asking directly to a Dhavin Calvaro her husband.
"A- Would I still be a good person, if..I only.have killed someone?" Finally Revina also revealed the anxiety from her heart that had always stated that she was no longer a good person.
And that question, then successfully made both eyes of Dhavin rounded quite perfectly.
'What did he just ask? Killing?' One word that suddenly crossed his mind 'killing' became the main topic that was being processed in his brain Dhavin, because his wife had just said that to him.
"Jawab, do I belong to be a good person, if.if-" Revina directly looked at her own two hands, as she looked at her, where in his eyes were his hands looked like they were covered with blood from the person Revina killed. "My hands are dirty.with blood.m-belongs to the man who..I killed?"
'What really happened? Who did Revina kill? He got the guts to kill too? Ah..why do I not believe this?' Rutuk Dhavin's.
Seeing his wife continue to look at his own two hands that must have looked like they were dirty and tainted by the blood of the person who Revina killed, making Dhavin immediately embrace him tightly.
"Dhavin, how's this? Filthy hands. Must be dirty, right? How hard I wash it, I still can't remove the shadow from someone's blood. Dhavin.I'm scared. I'm afraid I'm not a good person anymore." And his cries, so again broke because of the incident that happened to Revia iu.