BECOMING HONEY'S SISTER
Install Body For Asad

"If you can't hear my words, can't be kind to my son and continue to be rude then I'll go take my children; Iqbal, Asad, Hana, Sabrina, Yumna and Ibed. Stay alone so you don't need emotions to take care of us!" My firmness.

"Miles!" ilham was angry.

"Children are everything to me. For a mother, it's better to be smashed apart while staying with her children!" I said.

"Umiiii ..." Suddenly Asad called out to me. He stood up with tears. His face was still plain, now there was a bruise on his cheek. Even his lips are bleeding. I was so devastated to see it. I hurriedly hugged the child while wiping away the flowing blood.

Ever since I set foot into his mother's honey, he never commented anything. I know he doesn't accept that his mother should share his father, he said, but even so he never did bad rights to me until finally he lost his birth mother.then this child changed, even through the gaze alone. He who is usually calm now seems to be starting not to hold. The boy was actually very good, he just kept the wound so it turned hard.

"Umi is here, Umi will keep Asad. Umi knows Asad is innocent. Asad's a good boy!" I said, we both cried.

"Umii," he still sobbed to call me. Meanwhile, with the tip of my eyes I saw a smile on the lips of Ilham mas who did not know what it meant.

Asad and I now live alone in the living room of the police station. To be able to bring home Asad, then we must be able to persuade Asad to tell who the owner of the illegal goods.

"Asad, if Asad believes in Umi, speak up. But if Asad can't trust Umi yet, it's okay. Umi will wait until Asad wants to talk, umi will not go home if not with Asad." I said

"If Asad speaks, will the person who owns this stuff be punished, Mi?" ask Asad.

"Yes. Because it's a criminal act. But Asad had to talk to the police to release Asad."

Asad. He wanted to go home but didn't know what to do. "Asad is scared, Mi. Asad wants to go home. Don't leave Asad alone, Mi." pinta Asad.

"Umi won't leave you, son. Umi will accompany Asad. Don't be afraid, son. Pray with God for Asad to be helped. Only God can help us now."

"Mi, pray for Asad,"

"He was always for Asad, son,"

It took a long time to persuade Asad until he finally opened his voice as well. But what Asad said made us all shocked, even I got limp made. It turned out that the illicit goods were obtained by Asad from Iqbal.

"Iqbal!" Mas Ilham who had been calmer and subsided his anger is now angry again. I'm actually upset, why Iqbal could stergarga it to his sister. I don't know what that means. To make things clear, Ilham told Farid to bring Iqbal here.

***

As soon as it came, Iqbal looked calm. He can even still smile as if nothing happened when his secret was revealed and now he is in big trouble not only dealing with Abinya, but with the police as well.

Thankfully, it was at the police station. So many people mediate. Maybe if this was at home, Iqbal would have been the moons of Mas Ilham.

"Jawab Bal!" sobbing Ilham again.

Feeling unable to open Iqbal's mouth, Ilham finally told the police to arrest Iqbal.

"Mas, don't be!" I protested immediately. "Look at what you've done, Iqbal is shocked."

"Leave it, Mil. So that he gets knocked over and realizes that he is no longer making trouble for the family!" said mas Fish.

Mas Ilham actually left Iqbal at the police station. He took me and Asad home. I have repeatedly protested because I think leaving Iqbal at the police station is not a solution. He will be further away from us, even his hatred for me will increase.

"It's Mil, it's my decision, so don't protest anymore!" Insist as I continue to provide input. "They are my children!"

"Mas is wrong, this is both our household, children are both our responsibility as well. So don't just cut everything yourself. I know I'm disappointed, angry, upset at Iqbal. But can you imagine how that kid feels about us? When we leave, he must feel alone and will be further away from us.

But he needs us.. After all, Iqbal was so because he lost his mother. He is losing his way, my. Don't let it get worse. Let me be involved in looking after them, mas. I will try my best!" I said.

***

Maski mas Ilham refused and was even impressed indifferent when I asked him not to antagonize Iqbal, but still he obeyed the input I gave.

Mas Ilham hired the best lawyer to get Iqbal out of the police station. As a result, only a few hours later Iqbal returned as well, but just as I feared, he became even more angry. The boy was even really rebellious. But what I believe is the effect of having been left at the police station so he really has no hope in us.

"Remember Bal, don't make any more trouble or ...." Not done yet, Ilham spoke, he cut it.

"What the hell, a little bit menacing. If you cannot educate children to learn, instead of adding a wife. I'm the smartest." Iqbal sneered at his father.

"You really are!"

"What's? Be angry again. Be careful about the receipt!" The boy was grim. He left us all and went back to his room. While Ilham who is really upset can only be silent!

"Look, how is that attitude. Really don't know yourself. He should have realized, not even behaved like that. He should have been taught a lesson that made him stop and put him in a prison cell. Let him know it's not good to be in jail. He thinks he can get out if there's no parents. So next time it has to be hard and firm so that this is all done!" mas Ilham was angry.