The Return of the First Wife
Chapter 29 - Love Since Comma

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"I've been twenty-six years" Altesa said with a faint smile. Stevan patted Revan on the shoulder.

"I'm right! He's two years older than you" Stevan said.

"Yes, yeah, I know. It doesn't have to be hit all the time" Revan said. He immediately runs the car.

It takes a few minutes to get to the destination. The apartment that would become the residence of Altesa turned out to be quite luxurious. But Altesa, who had no choice, decided to stay there.

The state of the goods in the apartment is still covered by a white cloth. It is rarely visited by Revan. It looks like dust is still scattered.

"What the fuck, Rev. You haven't cleaned this place?" timpal Stevan's. Glaring while tracing the waist.

"Altesa came suddenly. After all this is the only apartment I have rarely visited" Revan said. Make a defense.

"Bas with you!" Stevan pointed his fist at Revan's face. The two brothers again debated trivial matters.

"That's it. I can clean everything myself. I just have to thank you for being helped." Altesa immediately raised his voice. His efforts succeeded in stopping the Revan and Stevan debate.

"That's it. Me and Revan will help you clean up" Stevan said. But Revan responded with a sharp glare.

"What the fuck, Stev! I can't use my free time to clean?!" revan protest not accepted.

"Come, Rev. If you want to help it must be the maximum," responded Stevan. He spread his eyes around. Trying to find a cleaning tool.

"Stevan, you don't have to bother. I-i-"

"You don't have to feel bad. We're friends now. Our relationship isn't like the doctor and the patient." Stevan cut off Altesa's conversation. He continued his search.

Revan stood. He put a suspicious look towards Stevan. A small grin was slowly etched on his face. Just when a powerful conjecture flashed through Revan's mind.

"Alright, I'll help Altesa clean up" Revan said. Suddenly change his mind.

"Revan! You forgot what else to call Altesa?" scold Stevan. Makes a lazy face mimic Revan automatically engraved.

"I mean Brother Altesa." said Revan by force.

"Pfffft. You two are so funny" Altesa commented. He did not stop laughing watching the amusing interaction between Revan and Stevan.

Altesa, Revan, and Stevan begin cleaning the apartment. Revan, who had suspected something, secretly brought Stevan into the room. They both spoke four eyes there.

"What the fuck! Why you-"

"Guard!" Revan paused Stevan's babbling. She put her index finger in front of her brother's lips. "I know what you're feeling" he said, moving two eyebrows together.

"What do you mean?" stevan's eyes are squeaking.

"Sister Stevan likes Brother Altesa right?" revan.

Stevan gasps. His eyes were running in all directions in a fit of panic. He felt caught off guard by his sister.

"Come honest. Fortunately I realized it, so I immediately agreed to come clean," explained Revan. He is waiting for further explanation.

"That's arguably love" concluded Revan as he sat down to the front seat of the dresser.

"No. I can't. It's not that easy, Rev. Altesa still has a husband." Stevan grunts harshly. He was frustrated with feelings he shouldn't have.

"Bashing husband. You've told me how evil Kak Al's husband is. I'm sure Mr. Altesa will divorce her in the near future. Getting close to him from now is okay. Lookie! She even left her husband's house."

"I don't want to be too hopeful. I don't want to make the same mistakes I used to." Stevan talked about his past domestic relations. Which happens to not go well.

Revan and Stevan's conversation ends when Altesa suddenly appears. The woman asked for lunch.

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Everyone was at the dining table. The dishes made by Altesa have been served there. Stevan ate with gourmand. Revan was busy gawking.

"What's wrong with you, Rev?" ask Altesa.

"All of these groceries are familiar" Revan replied as he ruffled the food on the plate with a spoon and fork.

"of course. I took it from your refrigerator," Altesa said casually.

Revan's eyes were wide. "What's? My fridge? Why didn't you say?"

"I've asked you for permission. Didn't I say it before the shower?" reply Altesa wonder.

"But you didn't say you were going to bring the ingredients out of my fridge!"

"Come on, I didn't bring it all anyway. I'm not that tall." Altesa did the defense.

"Oh my goodness, Revan. It's just food stuff. You can buy it again later." Stevan told Revan. Now the athletic man was cornered himself.

"Sorry, Al. Revan has always been this way" said Stevan, who now speaks to Altesa.

"OK, okay. Forgetit. We better keep eating it." Revan relented. He raised his two hands into the air.

Dinner ended quietly. The apartment is also completely clean. Revan and Stevan say goodbye to going home. The two stepped in the hallway of the apartment.

"Rev, may I have contact with the owner of this apartment building?" chirps Stevan. He and Revan just got into the elevator.

"Look at you. Though you said you were still doubtful about your feelings," responded Revan while sliding the phone screen. Trying to find the phone number Stevan wants. After getting it, he immediately sent via message.

"What are you planning?" Revan's curious. Stevan looked at the end of his eyes.

"I'm going to buy one of the apartment units in this building. I want to make sure I feel." Stevan gave an excuse.

"Curtain! Lies. Just tell me you want to approach." Revan pushed his lower lip.

"Can you shut up? Please keep this a secret from anyone. Okay?"

"I'll tell Mamah the same Papah." Revan deliberately provoked Stevan's anger.

"Eh! Look out!" threaten Stevan. He immediately flanked Revan's neck with one hand. Small fights were made. But it always ends in laughter. At least for now the relationship between the two is so harmonious.