My Beloved Wife Nino
Hugged

After David went outside, Tifanny managed to catch her breath. He wanted to cry because his own father trusted the words of others more than the words of his biological son. Yes, David was too in love with Belinda, so he was willing to leave the happiness of his family that had been so harmonious.

"I want to get out of this house immediately" Tifanny flapped her hands to keep tears from falling from her eyes.

"Am I out of this house looking for a scholarship? Or am I just applying for a scholarship to the British embassy?" Tifanny spoke for herself.

At the age of 18, Tifanny preferred British citizenship as her nationality. Tifanny is determined to return to Queen Elizabeth's country after she graduated from college. Even in the United States, Tifanny uses the F-1 Student Visa, which is an international student visa. So, when she was done with her studies, Tifanny was obliged to return to her home country.

"But I think it's heavy, the cost of studying at Harvard University for a year requires 54,561 dollars (RP. 643.8 million). Means for next semester I need USD 27,280 (RP. 321,9 million)."

"If even I try and get a scholarship, what about my daily needs? And what about Meghan? There's no way I left him here" Tifanny continued, then he closed his eyes. His will and reality are not in line at this time.

Tifanny stood up and hung the towel she was wearing to dry her hair. As he was about to sit down, Tifanny looked at the window, She saw the shadow of someone on the balcony of her room.

"Who is that? Don't-don't be a robber" Tifanny took the umbrella that was in his room.

"Dan!" Someone knocked on Tifanny's glass.

Tifanny walked over and opened the curtains of her room slightly to peek.

"Nino?" Tifanny rolled her eyes when she saw Nino on her balcony.

"What are you doing?" Tifanny opened the window of her room.

"Let me go in first!" Nino's Brief.

"Yes, it's fast!" Tifanny looked around.

Nino immediately entered Tifanny's room through the bedroom window.

"Aren't you home? Why is it still here? And why did you come up to my room?" Tifanny asked slowly.

"So I didn't go straight home, I was worried that you were tortured by your stepmother and Clara, so on the way I came back here. You're all right, right? You okay? Which part was your mother hit?" Nino took Tifanny's hand and examined it.

"No, they didn't do anything to me" Tifanny pulled her hand.

"How did you get up here?"

"I brought a rope. I kept the rope outside."

"You are so desperate! What if someone sees you?"

"I'll just worry about you" Nino pursed her lips.

Tifanny picked up the towel hanging and stood in front of Nino.

"This is so that your hair will dry immediately," Tifanny rubbed the towel against Nino's hair gently.

Nino looked at the face of the girl before her.

"You're cold?" Ask Tifanny.

"Yes, I'm cold."

"Wear my jacket," Tifanny gave her the campus alma mater jacket.

"No need. It must be small" Nino refused, and then she noticed Tifanny's room. He saw a picture of Tifanny along with a woman who might have been his mother.

"Fann?"

"Yes?"

"Is that your mother? She's very pretty, just like you."

"Yes, that's my mother" Tifanny smiled softly.

"You miss him?" Nino looked into Tifanny's teary eyes.

"Of course I miss him," Tifanny hit Nino softly in the chest.

"I hope your mother gets better happiness now."

"Mama must be in the best place" Tifanny forced her smile. He remembered all his mother's sufferings before she died. Tifanny remembers how her mother cried every day because her father chose to leave them. It was only after his mother died that David returned and brought Tifanny and Meghan.

"Come here!" Nino stood up and pulled Tifanny into his arms.

"You want to cry? Cry!" Nino stroked Tifanny's hair gently.

Tifanny was crying in Nino's arms. He really needed people to share his heartache right now.

"Please don't stay away from me!" Nino's Brief.

"Am I now trapped in a game I made myself?" Nino said in her heart as she continued to hug Tifanny.

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