The Return of the First Wife
Chapter 36 - Fellow Artists [Visual Bonuses]

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Altesa tried to grab Azka's hand. But Wildan refused to let go. Until Altesa had to grab the other hand of Azka. Now the two hands of the child are held by the father and mother respectively.

"Is this what Azka wants?" cetus Wildan with a faint smile. But it makes Altesa made even more furious.

"Azka! We have to go." Altesa forced Wildan to remove his hand from Azka.

"Why, Mother? Papah has apologized and promised to leave Aunt Erma" Azka said.

"Darling. We have to go home now" Altesa said. He spoke carefully to get Azka to comply.

Azka finally nodded. His two hands immediately fell into Altesa's hands.

"Go to the car. I'll drive you home, ", Wildan bargained. But Altesa did not bother at all. He just left without saying anything. Only Azka seemed to turn towards Wildan.

"Tomorrow we shall meet again, Azka..." Wildan waved to Azka. The boy replied with a wave of his hand.

Altesa was really made agitated towards Wildan's attitude. He must be very disturbed. Moreover, the man had already managed to influence Azka again.

'I need to hurry up and claim Wildan's divorce. I can't stand it!' inner Altesa. He immediately contacted Gavin and asked that a divorce papers be made immediately.

On the other hand, Revan is preparing to go to a big entertainment event. It just so happened that Beno was sick. That made Revan panic. Because he hates dealing with new people. Since becoming an actor, Beno has always helped him in his dress business.

"Can't you take a minute to help me?" timpal Revan with black face. He walked back and forth unnoticed.

"can't. How do I send someone to help you" Beno said across the phone. His voice sounds really funny. Proving that he was really sick.

"Can. Send Leny to help-"

"Leny hasn't come back from time off" Beno said.

"What's? Long time!"

"How about Fitri. She-"

"No! He's the new kid. I don't like it!" this time it was Revan who cut off Beno's conversation.

"Yes, just find someone else. You always wanted a lot" Beno replied grumbling.

"Em... Just send Brother Al to help me," said Revan. He could think of no one else but Altesa. Revan could not deny that the expertise of women was in accordance with his taste.

"Sister Al?" Beno's confused. Because Revan has just changed his call to Altesa.

"I-i mean Altesa. Your friend," obviously Revan stuttered.

"Bwhaha! Since when do you call Altesa Big Brother? That's really not your style."

"Hurry and get him here! I'll be late." Embarrassed, Revan ended the phone call first. "It's because of Stev!" his weakness.

After a few minutes, Altesa came to Revan's house. He took Azka with him.

"Why are you bringing your son with you?" revan asked with a frown.

"Because I can't leave her alone in the apartment. Azka is a smart kid. He has also come to this house several times" Altesa replied as he extended two hands forward. He immediately opened the bag containing the clothes that Beno had prepared. That is neat clothes in the form of suits and tuxedos.

Altesa carries the clothes he brings to Revan's front. "You'll be even more handsome if you cut your long hair" he commented.

"Big no!" Revan refused immediately. As a person who wrestles in the field of art, long hair is something cool for him.

"Whatever you say." Altesa. He lets Revan wear clothes first. "I'm going to go to the toilet for a minute" he said.

Just as Revan was about to enter the room, his attention suddenly shifted towards Azka. The boy is seen standing staring at the painting hanging on the wall.

Revan frowned. He walked closer to Azka. Just this time there was someone who was interested in his own painting. "What's wrong? Interested in my painting?"

"What did Om do this painting?" asked Azka with sparkling eyes. He seemed to admire the painting Revan had made.

"The painting is really good" Azka praised.

Revan automatically widens the smile. Slowly he rubbed the top of Azka's head.

"What's this about? I guess you don't like kids, '" said Altesa, who just came out of the bathroom.

"This painting is said to have been made this same Om! Good, Mother!" cetus Azka widens her eyelids.

"I think I'm going to like your son" Revan said.

Altesa smiled faintly. "Azka happens to be talented in the arts as well. I think he'll suit you, too" he said. Then immediately squat the body. Equated with Azka.

Revan stared at the mother and son in front of him. Somehow his attention was fixed in the direction of Altesa who looked what it was.

'Beautiful and affectionate, ' Inner Revan. But it didn't last long. He regained his senses by shaking firmly. 'What am I thinking? I wouldn't be interested in the same woman as Kak Stevan, ' he added, trying to remind himself.

"Revan? Why aren't you wearing her clothes yet?" altesa's question made Revan gasp. The man rushed into the room. His face was reddened like a boiled crab.

Altesa who saw the shoulder flicked. He's got Revan's weird guts.

After changing clothes, Altesa only needed to give a touch of makeup to Revan's face. Make up is suitable for a man.

"Don't be too thick," Revan's pinta was flat. His heart was always pounding incoherently as Altesa put on his makeup.

"of course. I myself do not even like thick makeup," responded Altesa. He seemed annoyed with his haircut that kept hitting his face. "Wait a minute. I want to tidy up my hair first" he said, taking a hair clip from inside the small bag he was carrying.

Altesa stood up straight. She tidied her hair with a hair clip. The sight once again hypnotized Revan.

Altesa's slim and tall body successfully shook Revan's heart. He forgot himself again. Revan closed his eyes tightly and immediately threw away his face.

"Let's go on again" cried Altesa. Revan suddenly stood up. His eyes were moving in all directions.

"You better go home!" revan Order.

"Now? But everything hasn't been-"

"From here I can handle everything myself." Revan deliberately paused Altesa's speech.

"When I want to help you as much as possible. Your performance should attract the entertainment media today" said Altesa, who was disappointed. He had no choice but to tidy up his things.

Azka came while running small. He carried a picture book as well as a crayon in his hand. Azka showed me something she had just drawn.

Altesa reached out to Azka. He was sure the child would hand the picture book to him. But apparently not. Azka stopped in front of Revan.

"Look, Om!" Azka. Makes Altesa's eyes round.

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