Love on the verge of suffering
CDD # Episode 143

"I want to sleep in another room with you, Mas" said Zifa with a flat gaze.

Ghava was struck by lightning in a hole. "Fa, do I not deserve to fight for my love for you? What should I do to make you believe that I am sincere with you. We keep sleeping one room Fa, I won't force you to serve me anyway, but at least stay asleep in one room. How if the housekeeper in this house knows, I'm ashamed why the husband and wife separate their sleep. Appreciate me Fa," Ghava replied with a groveling look.

"Where's the room?" zifa did not say much anymore. He followed what Ghava said. It's true that he and Ghava split up their bedrooms and the workers in this house asked each other questions. Let the problem be his personal secret, keep the relationship that looks like someone else will be fine.

"Go up to the top of the room." Ghava let Zifa into their private room and she would check her work first. The plan is that he will also go home the next day, in addition to kangen with his family members Ghav also wants to know how his family is currently.

Zifa climbed the stairs one by one to the room that Ghava said.

"Fa, thank you for listening to me" Ghava said, though he knew he would not get an answer from Zifa. How many times did Ghava even start a conversation between them, but Zifa did not respond to Ghava's remarks.

Just like this time, Zifa only paused for a moment and again stepped forward to climb the stairs to her room, without saying a word or turning her body to look at Ghava.

It was not Ghava's fault, but Zifa could not imagine what her brother had said and the murderer was the mother of the man who bore her husband. It seemed that Zifa was just not sure that Ghava would help her. Zifa was only afraid that in the end he would lose because Ghava did not have the heart to punish his biological mother.

The last room. Zifa opened the room that Ghava had said was the door of the room at the very end. The woman was shocked by what happened to her. Super duper room is spacious. Though Zifa sleep with a narrow room was not a problem but again Ghava provides extraordinary facilities.

Both eyes of Zifa carefully watch every angle and also objects that are neatly arranged. His tired body was thrown on a soft mattress.  Though he just sat sweetly and even occasionally he fell asleep on the way, but his body was very tired.

Zifa's tears had dried up and she could no longer cry. The phone was placed in her mini bag. Zifa sent a message to ask her kakanya's condition whether she can control her emotions or not, and still whining sadly and then her speech. Zifa made a vidio call.

"O Lord help me who only wants a little justice from the laws of this world. May everything I want be achieved." Zifa chose to instantly lay down her extremely tired body. Not the physical fatigue that he felt but the stone that felt very tired. His mind was deeply tormented by everything that was happening with him.

Ghava also after his work was done he moved from his work room and entered his room, where there was the wife who had already rested his body.

Again Ghava's heart was pinched by this scene, where his wife's body increasingly looks thin. "Fa, I'm sorry I don't know what to do, but I promise you that I will help justice for your mother and sister." Without tears Ghava fell.

Love does not know the self does not know the lucky and can not be arranged. The evidence at this time. If only Ghava could escape from Zifa, and not add to Zifa's burden by the presence of him in the middle of his life. He felt that his presence was a strong and high concrete wall that blocked the path of Zifa seeking justice.

Just imagine Ghava is not the heart. His body, which was staring at Zifa, fell asleep in the bathroom to cool his head, perhaps by bathing and soaking in cold water, he thought he would be a little more displaced.

Zifa, who woke up when Ghava entered her room, could only stare at Ghava's back in the bathroom. "We're stuck in a bee that doesn't know Va's direction" said Zifa, who felt that marrying Ghava was a bush?this makes the game unsettled.

"In the bathroom there Ghava thought hard, He could not go forward and could not make a decision if alone, but Ghava did not know who would ask for help. "Crimals? Should I also ask Kemal for help?" inner Ghava. Only Kemal has been reliable.

Abas is actually reliable, but this case is the beginning of the Abas problem so Ghava is unlikely to ask Abas for help. "Indeed, well I have to ask Kemal for help," muttered Abas immediately rush the man to complete the ritual bath. Fuck the word finally came asking for help. In fact, he could not if he had to do all this himself.

"Fa... You haven't slept?" lirih Ghava was shocked when he saw Zifa sitting beside the bed with her back on the dashboard.

"Can't sleep" Zifa replied in a voice that was no less shrivelled.

"Are you still thinking about your mother and the problems that are present in my family?" ask Ghava again.

"There are no more problems that bother me than those problems so you should already know what the reason is" Zifa replied with a gaze that continued to be fixed on her fingers twisting each other.

"I will contact Kemal to ask for his help and hopefully after Kemal joins our side you will get justice faster" Ghav explained as his body was placed on the sofa.

"Whatever, but I honestly still can not accept Kemal as it used to be, there is still a sense of blockage from Kemal."

"On yesterday?" ask Kemal with kepo, why Zifa who can not forgive while herself has even been ordinary.

Zifa nodded confidently. "I don't like men who like Kemal too much, I used to know Kemal cool and not lebai or crazy defense. Now he's different."

Well, Ghava can conclude that Zifa does have more feelings for Kemal. Ghava is just bitter about what happened to his life.

Destiny is confusing.