Love on the verge of suffering
Luck

"Where are you Kemal from?"

A very familiar voice immediately boomed in a spacious room, without having to cape-cape guessing because it was very clear it was the voice of Eira, mamihnya.

Kemal at that time also immediately sculpted, not daring to step into the deeper room. The man already knew that his mother was so angry that he did not do anything wrong lest he make her more angry.

"Do you have no mouth so you can't answer the questions you ask?" snapped mamih while walking down the stairs of the second floor of his luxury house to approach Kemal. In his heart Kemal was already frightened, and the reaction of his body was also no longer hidden, because indeed he himself in his subconscious was already very frightened and his body was cold hot and his body trembled.

Kemal tried to inhale deeply and throw it away slowly, he tried to calm his nervousness. "It was opened before leaving Kemal had told mamih, that Kemal would provide compensation that mamih gave to the families of the victims whose children Kemal hit to death," said Kemal, said, his fear and anger tried to pressure him so that he did not look lying.

"What proof if you do as you say, you already feel big so want to try anything yourself, and you know that you are fooling mamih with your silly essay. She asked again, where did you go?" ask mamih where currently mamih standing in front of Kemal with a gaze that seems to enlighten his own son.

Kemal took a rough breath, and he immediately took out his backpack, and gave evidence of the handover of the money he gave to the victims' families, not only that Kemal also handed over a photo shot, which he took, in the hope that you may believe what Kemal gave as proof that what he said was the truth, not mere fabrication.

"It has no other evidence, because the situation there was busy yesterday and there was a lot to take care of, but hopefully with this evidence Mamih can believe that Kemal did exactly what Kemal said to Mamih." Kemal stuck out the evidence that he deliberately made so neat, because he was not the child raised yesterday afternoon by his family, so that if lying it must be totality, as Kemal is currently doing, Kemal is doing, lie. So that he must be able to believe and mamih not suspect.

Kemal whose feelings have not been remembered since leaving the city of Bandung, he immediately turned his brain in preparation for lying. Well, Kemal on his way to Jakarta contacted his theme, who is an editor to edit a photo of himself who is giving compensation that mamih gave with a value of one billion rupiah for compensation.

While the handover letter, it was also an impromptu idea of Kemal, where on the way to Jakarta he had asked a copy photographer to write the agreement, along with a complete signature with matrai, he said, so mamih will think this is writing from there, hopefully not misjudging.

Mamih immediately received a letter of agreement and immediately read it, and checked Naqi's phone. "You throw away where the poor family is," asked Mamih, still in a jutek tone.

"East Java, because one of the old men was from one of the cities in the province. So Kemal decided to take them there," replied Kemal with a little relief in his chest, but he was not necessarily proud of what Kemal managed to do. Kemal was convinced that his parents would not believe him. Fears his lies are exposed and Kemal will lose the trust of his mother.

"Yes you have rested, next time Mamih will not let you take care of anything by yourself. You have to go to your grandfather's country. And you must have started to be free, Mamih did not want any rejection." Eira passed away leaving Kemal, after giving the evidence that Kemal showed.

"Huhhhhhhhhhhh... Finally, I can still achieve luck, but will there be luck to two, to three and so on?" inner Kemal, while exhaling rough breath with his thunder.

The man swung his legs, towards his room. "Maybe this time I am again in a lucky period but not with the next lie" muttered Kemal in a soft voice.

Kemal passed through the door of his brother's room, Abas and Lyra. They actually lived apart. Even a few years living abroad. Take care of his family business. But because Lyra is not pregnant and has made various efforts to get baby soon. On the advice of mamih and papih. Abas and Lyra are asked to stay in their house, and to this day Abas still lives in his parents' house.

The man stopped for a moment in front of the door of the room, for how long Kemal did not rebuke each other with Abas or Lyra. Alongside those who are busy with their worldly affairs. Kemal is also very busy lately so that it adds to the increasingly lively time.

"Abang used to be the one who always protected me, but why now it feels like a stranger," Kemal's inner self, then he stepped back into his room in a corner close to the library. Kemal choose a room in the corner because it feels a little quiet and not too crowded.

"Astagah, what reason would Abang Ghava not be angry," Kemal's mind, turned his brain to look for ideas, so that Ghava did not speak until his ears were hot. Moreover, Kemal remembered his brother's last message before he turned off his phone.

"If there's anything, you'll immediately contact me. Immediately infoin my progress." That was Ghava's last message. But it was so unwilling to be bothered with his cooperation with Zifa, Kemal forgot to tell his brother.

"Ha... Halloh Bang's..." Kemal's trembling voice rang out behind Ghava's phone.

"Reverse my two billion dollars!" snapped Ghava, his firm and stressed voice made Kemal's heart seem forced.

"Later Bang, I'll work first. I'll definitely pay the money back, give me some time. Because poor loe's sister also needs to find work to collect rupiah coffers until it reaches two billion. Because the money with such nominal is very big for me bang," said Kemal with a soft voice. Unlike the usual where Kemal is a nyolot and super ngeselin sister.

"Forget that dime. What really happened, I was angry and disappointed because loe made my rest and concentration split. Because your mobile number is difficult to contact. Feel the same hanging doi my life for two days, loe matiin mobile PA." Ghava's voice has softened a little because he did not have the heart to also charge his sister the same money.

"So far it still escaped and can be said to be safe, but do not know in the future. Do Mamih believe in all the evidence that I engineered to smooth my lies. Or Mamih is actually laughing at my lies, and gives me a chance to breathe a sigh of relief," said Kemal, Ghava certainly knows how Kemal feels at this time.

"Loe just pray, may Mamih really believe the lie loe, and the important thing from now on you have to be more careful again. How about Mamih's plan? Are you going to stay here?" ghava asked, in a tone that tried to calm his sister down.

"The next day I went to the country you now live in. Prepare the best house and facilities!" said Kemal, a brother who really does not know himself.

"Who loe, kissin ajah want the best facilities. Oh, you can get everything, and I happen to need a maid to clean the house I just bought," Ghava replied with arrogance.

"Forget about the house, because it is better to live together than to be ba-bu loe," Kemal replied with sensi.

Haha... Ghava actually laughed crisply because the action managed to make Kemal who was coming moon immediately heated up.

Tut. tut's... The phone connection was cut off unilaterally by Kemal, whose mood was very chaotic. Ghava even made it boil.

"Astagah, thankfully he's my brother. If I hadn't been online," said Ghava, staring at his phone screen.

A fluffy smile was engraved on Ghava's handsome face, after hearing news from his sister.

"Why is my heart immediately relieved and happy like this after hearing that they are fine" said Ghava. The beautiful face of Zifa flashed through Ghava's memory. He seemed to have been hypnotized by Zifa's face, which he had not even met once.