Love on the verge of suffering
CBD Episode #157

"Did Zifa have anything to do with this?" omar asked again, especially Ghava and Kemal like very protective Zifa.

Ghava was silent for a moment. "Zifa is the son of the housekeeper who was killed in our house" Ghava replied, his eyes looking down there is no point in him hiding all of this, but there will also be time, where the papihnya know the facts of all this. So Ghava thinks it's better to be honest about who Zifa is and his plans.

The deg!!! Omar looked surprised, even his face looked pale. 'It is fitting that the first time I met him I was like seeing there was a resemblance between Farida and the woman turned out she was his daughter.' Inner Omar.

The middle-aged man seemed confused by all, even he himself wanted to ask what else was also confused.

"What is Abas and Orlin's relationship?" ghava asked, suspecting that his brother and sister-in-law were not communicating well. Especially when he was in the hospital where the Orlin family was such a restrictive, community between them.

Again, Omar was throwing a rough breath. "It was Papih also did not know the truth that happened, only if Papih thought it was okay, Papih had also left your brother to them. Let the matter of Abas and Orlin be what is most important we remain fine. Do not let our divine rope be cut off just because of a problem that we ourselves do not know" Omar said. Ghava also confirmed Omar's remarks.

It was not long before Zifa and Siti came with some bags of food. They were together too. "Fa, later after this I and Papih will go to the police station to see Mamih, you do not have to come along well, the problem of your case report. You just prepare the evidence first, and everything will follow" Ghava said in the middle of their meal.

Zifa and Omar looked at each other. But a second later Zifa looked away. "I follow what you say. The problem of evidence is all in the hands of Mba Lyra, Ifa just stay in contact with them then everything is safe," replied Zifa, back to forget the food. Which feels so unappealing.

Even the food all tasted bland in the woman's mouth. If Ghava hadn't been in front of him. Zifa chose not to eat. "Mas later can stop by the house no, take the cell phone Ifa is in the room. Forgetting to take him, afraid that Alwi doctor will call later even they think that no-no" said Zifa.

Ghava reached into his pants pocket to retrieve the phone. "You call them pity if they pack you up there."

Zifa who was still awkward with Omar was again Zifa glanced at the middle-aged man. Zifa was still very curious about what Eira had said, regarding the alhamrhum affair of her mother and the man beside her husband, and Zifa's current position facing the man.

Zifa's outstretched hand took the phone in Ghava's hand. "Thank you." Zifa also stood up to contact Alwi and maybe after chatting with the King and Queen, and told Alwi he would be a little calm.

Omar, the middle-aged man was still staring at Zifa's back. "Ghava, isn't it big brother she's pregnant with Abas' child, what's the condition of her children?" omar asked, his eyes were still watching the movements of Zifa who was involved in a distant call. He could only see from the expression of his face could not hear the conversation of Zifa and the person behind the phone there.

"The son of Zara is kind, intelligent, clever. Zara gave birth to twins one boy and one girl, they were named King and Queen. In fact they all grow up to be understanding children with different conditions of their mother, but Zara is now much better than Zara was. It was because of the Alwi doctor who always guided him patiently so that he was just like us, normal. What makes the problem is precisely the memory of him who saw his mother killed directly, it interferes with the development of his brain. Even the last time we wanted to say goodbye to Zara, she was hysterical because she recalled her mother's last gaze asking for help with her" Ghava explained, with a trembling voice.

"Who is their life fulfilled, and about Alwi who is he?"

"So far they have been satisfied, both material and affectionate. Alwi himself is a psychology doctor who accompanied Zara therapy until now he is very fast development, and the man has also considered them his own child, even the King and Queen call it Papah." Ghava explained everything.

The King and Queen are the children of Abas, which is a sign of Omar's grandson, Ghava thought to explain it, so that he knew that they had a beautiful grandson and Tanpan and were clever.

"Do you have any pictures of them?" asked Omar who was very curious about his grandchildren, from the story of Ghava alone, Omar could already imagine that his grandson was very funny and adorable.

"Ghava's phone is being used by Zifa" said Ghava, referring to his wife who seemed to be chatting with the person behind his phone. Omar also followed Ghava's index finger and his eyes looked at Zifa who was busy telling stories. I don't know what to say, but he can tell that their conversation is very exciting.

Sure enough Zifa in a place far enough with Omar and also her husband, was chatting with her two bangs. The first person to be contacted must have been his brother to ask the King and Queen, and sure enough the two boys were scrambling to use their cellphones, but they could put it down and they chatted together, but that is unique they will fight each other first they will succumb to each other when Sisri or Zara has spoken up.

The two boys were talking about where they could swim.

"Auntie... Aunty, Papah said later that Laja and Latu libul will be invited to the tomb of Sister Mecca," orceh the two twins. Zifa had thought who Meca was two ponakanya mean, but thought back to remember when Alwi once told me that he was a widower with a wife and child who died in an accident.

"Good God why I just remembered that Doctor Alwi has a child, and a long-gone wife, deserves Doctor Alwi to love them so much." muttered Zifa again remembered the story of Alwi when he first met at Anna's mother's foundation.

"May follow Papah, but don't be naughty well," Zifa said to her two sons.

"Who's Aunt," replied the beautiful and handsome boy with enthusiasm.

Zifa also felt relief, the feeling of kangennya slightly treated.