Let Me Love Your Wife (Not an Ex)
Weepy

It's been almost a month since Reyvan was hospitalized in Barcelona. Not only Alroy and Jerry are waiting, but Darren and Kirana are too. As parents, they have been there since they first heard the news about their children. In addition to them, his brother and sister-in-law in Bali also came to visit. However, a few days ago they came home because there was a job that could not be left behind.

At this time, Reyvan's condition began to improve. His heart transplant went well and he's been around for two days. It was a miracle that he was able to survive and be conscious like now, after yesterday in a coma for a few days.

This morning, after eating and taking medicine, Reyvan was back in bed. He was actually bored and wanted to breathe some fresh air outside. However, his condition has not made it possible to do that. Although it has improved, but still can not move much. Reyvan also followed the advice of doctors to quickly recover and get out of there.

When Reyvan was still dissolved in his boredom, suddenly the door of the room was opened from the outside. Reyvan turned his head and was a little surprised when he saw the figure of Elle. Since she realized, only this time Elle appeared before her.

"Gelle!" greet Reyvan in a soft voice.

Elle smiled widely, very charming in Reyvan's eyes. Indeed, from the past until now, only Elle who occupies space in Reyvan's heart.

"How are you doing? Sorry, I just came by now. Yesterday ... I still have business to finish. I also ... still come alone, Mama has not been able to come along because it happens that her health is not good." Elle sat down beside Reyvan and looked at him deeply, as if afraid that Reyvan might disappear from her sight.

"It's okay. Thank you for coming."

Reyvan returned a smile to Elle at a glance. She did not want to expect more, because the woman was married and seemed to be comfortable with her husband. Heavy or not, Reyvan must be able to erase his feelings for Elle.

"I should be thanking you, Rey. Thanks to you, what has been rightfully ours is back. I don't know how to repay this service" Elle said.

Reyvan's heart ached a little when he mentioned Maverick with the word 'your husband'. Ah, the beloved flower, has bloomed in the grasp of others.

"I'm also sorry for my oversized ambition. I got to work with bad guys like Mr. Adriano, to the point that .. complicate Maverick's business" Reyvan continued. He can no longer say 'your husband', too painful even if it is reality.

Hearing Reyvan's words, Elle shook her head quickly. Her bright brown hair moved and crammed around her shoulders, looking graceful and charming. Unknowingly Reyvan is again dragged in the memories of the past, where he can fondle the hair, and also breathe the aroma of the fragrance that always calms. Sweet pieces, which are now living ruins of memories. Whether there is a chance to repeat or not.

"You don't need to apologize, because with that .. we have a way to knock out Om Adri. Your ambition is still normal, Rey, the proof is that you want to move when you know what my uncle looks like" said Elle, who was then responded with a thin smile.

"You're getting well soon, Rey." Elle spoke again after the two had been silent for a while.

"Yes, thank you." Reyvan looked at Elle for a moment, then turned back because again his heart hurt. "Where's Maverick, by the way, why did you come in here by yourself?" continued.

"Mas Maverick ..he, she___" Elle was suddenly nervous when Reyvan asked about the man.

Seriate...