Is My Dream

Is My Dream
Section 36


Reva was eager to slam all the items in front of her. Ever since getting out of the taxi, Reva got into the house in a rough step. The door is closed by slamming, sounding will be dislodged because so hard. Emotions that cannot be held end by shedding tears hard enough. Reva is of course heartbroken to know that Revan gave the money to the Queen. Even if you do not have a wife, Revan's parents will also be angry at the stupidity of their own children.


The atmosphere of the house is quite messy. The sofa cushion is no longer in place, but is lying on the floor. Revan, who had just returned home, was shocked to see his living room like a broken ship. He saw Reva looking down with both hands clenched tightly.


"Rev, I'm sorry."


No answer, Reva still looked down. Like a superhero who is taking a swing to fight the enemy. It was scary and Revan reflex took a few steps back.


"Rev..." Call Revan subtly. However, Revan has to explain everything slowly.


Reva's head was raised, displaying a sinister, dead red face. "Why did you come back here?"


Revan has raked a few times. Is this Reva? Or the demon who possessed it? His voice was different, heavier and a little hoarse. "Anu... Hm... That's." Damn in a situation like this he stuttered.


Reva closed her eyes, took a breath and slowly exhaled.


"I know you're bucin, Van. The one who makes the pain is fitting I use your money, even your camera is not sincere. But Queen? I didn't think it out." Reva seemed tired to choose to speak slowly. Seeing that, of course, Revan felt even worse. It was like wanting more Reva to vent her anger.


"I'm really sorry. This has been my habit for a long time. Always wanted to keep him."


"The problem is why am I not willing? I'm your wife, you."


Revan nodded. "That's why I'm sorry. From now on I'll report to you. My income equals expenditure, everything I report first."


Reva turned her face away. Free, he was already hurt. Though clearly the money is not entirely the result of Revan's sweat, but his parents. Revan's father has also advised that what Revan has now belongs to Reva. But the truth is what Revan has is the Queen's.


Upset, angry, and disappointed all mixed into one. Reva doesn't know what to do to make Revan a deterrent.


"Rev..."


"This is your same ATM!" Reva pointed her palm in front of Revan. Waiting for the man to give her important things.


Despite his heavy heart, Revan eventually gave his ATM and mobile phone to Reva.


"Van, now I won't be afraid to tell Papa and Mama about this."


Revan rounded his eyes. "Rev, no. I got married to you so they don't bleed."


Reva raised her shoulders indifferently then left Revan. Foolish, her own in-laws who say to complain if their children to do strange things. So Reva will use it from now on as a threat. Reva knew very well that Revan loved both of his parents. Even willing to do anything one of them is to marry Reva. So Revan must also be afraid to see his parents get angry and blood up.


Reva locked the door of her room then sat cross-legged on the bed. Revan's ATM and mobile phone are right in front of him, at this time Reva is just confused about what to do with the two objects. Not long after the curiosity began to appear, grabbed by Revan's phone then began to open and see the contents. But unfortunately when you want to open whatsapp messages, the application is locked. Though Reva was very curious about what they usually talked about. Did the Queen ever vilify Reva, or did Revan ever complain about Reva to the Queen.


Shit, Reva should have asked Revan for a password.


The queen continued to say hello but was astonished that there was no reply for her. Maybe Revan is busy? But it's good if it is busy do not need to take the time to answer the phone. The queen felt neglected.


"If I'm busy, then? I hope you'll cut it out tomorrow."


The call was decided unilaterally by the Queen. Reva sneered, the longer she hated the Queen, for whatever reason. His innocent nature made up while with Revan always makes him sick. Does this work evil? But Reva really wanted the Queen to stay away from him. But as long as he is with Revan, the girl will of course continue to exist.


Reva slammed Revan's phone. She jealous? Is clear! Reva is increasingly showing her possessive side.


"Rev, can I have a HP?" Shouted Revan from outside, continuing to knock on Revan's room door slowly.


At least Reva still had a little pity, he got off the bed and walked to open the door.


Revan smiled and went straight in to pick up his phone.


"Is there a call from my mom?"


The corner of Reva's upper lip lifted, her gaze cynical. "Don't have to make small talk. Your boyfriend called."


Revan scratched the back of his neck in the wrong manner. Though he did want to ask about the phone from his mother whether there is or not, but Reva just misunderstood. Why is it so wrong to be a man?


Reva approached, cupping both cheeks Reva until making his wife's lips conical funny.


Don't ask Reva, his heart is certainly starting to react. All you have to do is pray that Revan doesn't notice.


"I see you getting more and more sensi. Another get?"


Reva hit Revan's arm to stop cupping both cheeks.


"Your sensed head," Reva answered still with his cynical expression.


It's true, lately Reva is often grumpy indistinct. Especially if it is about Revan, even small things are sometimes in question. Actually being Revan must also be difficult, Reva thought. Indirectly must be able to face two girls who have the status of wife and boyfriend. But isn't that risk-taking? Revan himself was the one who made himself tormented. Already aware of having a wife, but still want to play behind with other women. Spending time is also money when fooling is not necessarily.


Reva took the card lying on the bed and threw it at Revan, fortunately Revan caught it.


"Take your stuff back out of my room."


"Rev..." Revan is trying to plead with Reva not to act like this.


"Van, please? I'm not in the mood for you anymore."


Finally Revan is back. He came out but before that asked Reva not to linger badmood.