A Cup of Black Coffee
Chapter 15

I exhaled a rough breath, "at least you tell me, Brother, who knows if you can help you?" bargained.

He threw his face to the side, staring at the large glass window that was the barrier towards the front.

"I am tired of all the demands of Saeba Bang" he replied.

"He always demanded that I meet all his needs, Brother just imagine, my salary was fifteen million, seven million I gave to Saeba, three million I gave to mother. The rest for my own gasoline and my parents! But it never seemed like enough for him!" clearly Faisal was fiery.

I was surprised of course, Saeba said if he was only given two million even that should be shared with mother.

Then now Faisal said that he gave almost all of his salary to Saeba.

Who among them lied to me?

It doesn't matter the money I give Saeba, but I don't like being lied to like this.

"Are you sure you gave Saeba Sal that much?" tanyaku sharp.

He smiled cynically, "didn't I tell you, Brother, what if I told you that you would believe me? It feels free to explain to Brother, anyway I've guessed the way of your mind!"

He got up and left me. Soon I prevented it. I am not happy to know much about my family.

"Wait for Sal, forgive brother. There is nothing you can prove to your brother about what you said, so you are a little hesitant. Sit down first, we speak from heart to heart" I asked.

Luckily Faisal sat back down. "If you want proof, I have an idea" he suggested.

"What?"

"Abang can come to the house tomorrow to ascertain how Hulya is! Tomorrow there is a lecture event that is always in his presence. I'm sure he'll be shopping tomorrow!" inexplicably.

"If it's just shopping, it still makes sense, Sal, because you just gave him money" I explained.

He frowned in wonder, then snorted again. "Yes, I can't give you any evidence. If you don't believe I can do what?"

Yes indeed to prove the words of both who is right and wrong is rather difficult in my opinion.

But I forgot something so bad about the other story.

"Sorry Sal, let's say that you believe in me. Then why do you think that you're not Saeba's sister?" tanyaku later.

"Abang eavesdropping on our conversation?" the accusation.

I chuckled before answering him, hiding my mixed feelings.

"Abang didn't eavesdrop, it's just that when you said that to your family, brother is behind you," I explained a little lie.

"For that matter, I don't know for sure Bang" he replied.

"Explain what you hear, brother please," I insisted.

"At that time my father and mother quarreled, then they accidentally said that it was appropriate for my brother to return the favor to those who had raised my brother, but I do not know the continuation because suddenly Saeba caught me," inexplicably.

"I'm sorry Bang, you better find out for yourself about the truth" he continued.

I thanked him, because there was nothing he could do for me right now, maybe later.

Am I really not a father and mother's son? Then who's my son? Did they adopt me?

The past shadows of my life. Where they do distinguish me and Saeba.

At that time I thought it was natural, because I was a boy while Saeba was a girl.

Dad always said my shoulders should always be upright as a boy and firstborn.

Father and Mother always advised me to always give in to Saeba and always have to be able to take care and help her if she was in trouble.

I never thought about it, because I felt it was natural to say it by parents to their sons.

"Ah, yes, forgive Brother Sal. I hope you will be patient with Saeba and be able to educate him" I advised.

"Hard Bang, if father and mother always interfere. I feel like I want to give up" he said.

I was surprised, not to let the Saeba household be destroyed like my household. Although I don't know Faisal very well, I think he's a good and responsible man.

Don't let Saeba let go of a man as good as Faisal.

I also can't imagine how disappointed our parents would be if they knew that their children's homes were all destroyed.

"Don't talk rich Sal. Tell me brother, who knows you can help later," I bargained.

"May I be a little harsh on Saeba Bang?" tanyanya expectantly.

"By way?" I don't want him to use violence to educate Saeba.

"Please don't help Saeba money matters after this. And for your problem, just try a DNA test, after getting the answer, you can ask who your brother is to your father and mother," he said.

I can only nod. Then thank him for the advice he gave me.

But do I dare to do that DNA test? If I open their children, then what next? They have been good to me all along.

The ringing of the phone makes me return to the real world after being swept away with various thoughts.

"Hen Yes?" ask absentminded.

"Still long?" askalanya. Then I got up to go out to meet him.

"Again the way" I turned off our call.

In the car, I saw Hendi was busy checking all our expenses.

"Prices on Gil ride! Gosh, gasoline goes up no matter how bad it gets everywhere yak!" his weakness.

"Curtain! Rich your mother Hen, a hearty protest," I replied with a laugh.

"So, obviously, it's definitely all on the ride, later the shophouse rental money will also go up dodol!" its spray.

I don't mind the grumbling. Want how else, if it does go up, yes I will also definitely increase the selling price, hopefully the customers will understand, that's all I think at this time.

After arriving, I busied myself working on the needs of the store to divert me from the various thoughts that are currently alternating in the mind.

It was not time to close the shop. It feels so lazy to go home. In addition to my relationship with Hulya that feels strange, I also have a lot of thoughts.

Hendi had offered me to stay at his house, but I refused, I was ashamed of his mother who would ask me various questions.

Arriving at home, it turned out that along with the arrival of the car someone who stopped in front of my house.

I waited for the driver to come down, because I wondered who would be visiting in the afternoon like this.

Two car doors opened, one of which was Hulya who came down with an appearance that made me dumbfounded.

He was very disheveled, his long hijab even torn, it came to mind if he was exhausted by the calamity.

"His family's this girl?" greet a long-haired woman.

I nodded and introduced myself, "I'm Ragil Hulya's husband, what's wrong, Ma'am? Where is my wife's car?" manyu.

The girl was flat-faced and cold, she folded her hands together on her chest before explaining Hulya's matter to me.

"This wife is making a riot in my office! Please advise him! Absolutely disgraceful!" hisses.

Oh, my God, what else are you doing now!