My Husband Second Wife
Chapters 13. A vendetta?

It had been a month more after Fisa told Lave to go and never see her, Lave had completely obeyed her words.

In fact, when Fisa underwent chemotherapy, no one accompanied her at all here. To the point where Fisa was experiencing hair loss, she could only cry alone in her room.

In fact, Fisa had just heard from the doctor who always examined her that now her husband and second wife will soon hold a thanksgiving event because of Hana's pregnancy.

Prang...!

Fisa throws the food the nurse just gave her so emotionally. It's true what Sandi's doctor said, that in two days there will be a celebration at the luxurious house he lives in. Fisa just saw the news on her phone.

"Aghhhh!!!! You guys are so mean!!!" Fisa's screams echoed in her room.

The hospital-style blue clothes that make Fisa even more hate the circumstances. Moreover, a beanie hat (Knot knit on the head) that has been attached to the head, because the hair has begun to thin.

Fisa was crying very hysterically in the room alone. He hates, he hates everything. "Evil you all... Especially you Hana! Why don't you show up in my trouble at all....? Is it because you have gotten my husband Han? Does this include your wishes as well? Hiks... I should have learned from a true story, that the friend we think is so good as a brother, in fact could have been pierced from behind..."

Doctor Sandi who just finished with his task that checks other patients also intends to check first the condition of the most special patients right.

Doctor Sandi opened the door to Fisa's hospital room. He was slightly jolted with the falling dishes and the rice splattered on the floor. The next moment he saw Fisa crying on top of the banker. "Jeez Miss Fisa" Sandi immediately approached Fisa.

"What happened, miss?" Ask Sandy worried. I want to feel Sandi hugging the body of Fisa who is weak as it is now, but it seems not the time to do that.

"Hiks... Doctor, he's evil" Lirih Fisa.

Sandi knows what Fisa maxed out and who it is. This must have been so painful for Fisa.

"Help me doctor... hiks... What should I do? I don't have anyone in the world" Fisa cried sobbing in front of Dr. Sandi. A month more at home skait alone, making Fisa assume that doctor Sandi will be the most comfortable confiding friend now.

Sandi let out a weak breath. He pulled out a chair and sat down beside the Fisa branker. "You want what?"

Fisa instantly tried to stop her crying after getting the question. He looked at Doctor Sandi.

Flat but meaningful password gaze inside. They looked at her for a while before Fisa resumed his words.

"Women who are weak" continued Sandi by lifting one leg to rest on the other leg. His style is like a brandal child.

Fisa nodded admitting it. "Yes, I am indeed a weak woman who is sick" said Fisa who chimed in the words of Dr. Sandi.

"You want to follow my advice?" Tanya Sandi later.

Worryingly but Fisa nodded as well at last.

"Revenge in a horrible and proper way. Your age is not long, they must die before you die" Tukas Sandi said with a terrible speech like a psychopath.

Deggs...

Fisa was surprised by the sarah the young doctor said. A vendetta? it had not even been thought of by Fisa before if he would take revenge on them.

But if you think about it. Here the ones who suffered the most were her, while those who Fisa thought would be hard to be happy with her were happy without her. Is that justice? Is revenge the best way among others? And, is he sure he will be able to repay them?

Seeing the wrinkle of the face of the expression of doubt from the face of Fisa, made Sandi so furious herself because this woman is very stupid in the mind of Sandi. "Why? You hesitating?"

"I'm scared"

"Fearful? Why should I be afraid? they're your God?"

As they were talking, the knock on the door made them avert their eyes.

Chequek...

the sound of Fisa's room door being opened.

Fisa and Sandi were both surprised by the arrival of a middle-aged woman who still looked young and resolute. Especially Fisa, she opened her eyelids wide in the woman's interest.

"M-step-mom?"