Loving My Brother's Fiancee
43. Married plans

Syakila. That's exactly what Abra said. Salwa's son could not return, but she was also a mother who could not bear to see her son in prison. Let what Abra will say. He will defend Ibra.

"Mama knows, but Ibra is also your sibling. Please let her go!" pinta Mama Syakila's.

"Brother? Did he also think of me as his brother when he wanted to take my son's life?" tanya Abra made Mama Syakila speechless. "Now I only have two options for Mama. The first, Ibra remained in prison or the second Ibra came out and received a reply from my own hands. Of course it's not a joke. You know what the men got from the thugs Ibra hired? Ibra will definitely get more than they feel. Now the decision is in your hands. Mama just chose, I don't have a third choice so, that's the only two I can give."

Mama Syakila was silent. He could not have given Ibra to Abraham because he could have been sure that his son would be disabled for life. Just like those thugs. Even worse, Ibra will die and she cannot possibly endure the grief of losing her son.

"What do you mean? You can't possibly make your brother die, right?" ask Handi.

"Why not? He could take the life of an innocent fetus. Why should I love the man who killed my son? You can't see your son in prison and I'm the same. I can't see the man who killed my son wandering around at will. At least he should get punished for what he did. It just so happens that right now my hands are eager to hit someone. I'm not going to force you to answer my question right now. Think carefully, do not be sorry when all has happened. As it happens to me right now."

Papa Handi and Mama Syakila looked at each other. It seems that they will not be able to persuade Abra to free Ibra. The two decide to leave and find another way to free their son. Without saying goodbye, Papa Handi and Mama Syakila left the room.

"Now what should we do, Pa? Pity Ibra if she's really punished."

"Papa doesn't know either. Papa's head became dizzy thinking about it," said Handi while massaging his forehead slowly.

The two decided to stop by the restaurant to fill their stomachs while thinking about the steps taken. The choice Abra gave was really difficult. They did not want Ibra detained, but also did not want her son to be a living samsak.

"Is this because we're spoiling him too much, Pa. Until Ibra can do something like this. Abra never caused any problems. He can be independent and mature thinking, but Ibra always acts arbitrarily and abuses power. He often makes us proud."

"Of that, we don't have to think about it first. We'd better find a way to find evidence and get rid of it so our son can be free."

"Can we do that? Seems difficult. Papa can see for himself Abra's power. Even though we can later get the evidence and eliminate it. Abra can definitely make Ibra languish in prison with the power he has."

"Maybe we should give up."

"So you mean we just stopped seeing Ibra in prison?"

"We are not resigned, but this is about someone's life. Fortunately, only his son died. If Abra lost Salwa too, Ibra would not have survived."

"So it's true, don't you mean Papa, Ibra has to account for what he did?"

Papa Handi took a deep breath and exhaled it violently. "It looks like it's like that, Ma. Maybe this could also be a lesson for Ibra to be more mature."

Mama Syakila did not argue anymore. If this is the best thing for Ibra, let time teach her to be a better human being.

"Are you really going to punish Ibra, if your mother chooses to release her!" salwa asked Abra. In the room there were only the two of them. Papa Anton is still busy with his work.

"Why not? I'm not an angel who can forgive someone easily. Even if it's my brother. If it's a small mistake, I can forgive him, but he took my son's life. I can't forgive him. At that time you had begged him, but he paid absolutely no heed to it. Now the same, will apply to him."

Salwa could see anger in Abra's eyes. Although the man spoke calmly, but his eyes were filled with grudges. To be honest the woman was also afraid to see her lover like this. The man had never shown his anger all this time.

It was the first time Salwa had seen him. He recalled the incident back in the building. Abra beat his brother by giving blind. I still remember the incident in the building. If Salwa had not called Abra at that time, he might have killed his brother.

"Honey, don't dirty your hands by taking people's lives. Let the police punish him. I don't want you to be arrested and thrown in jail for taking people's lives. My son was the victim and left me. I don't want you to leave me either" Salwa said with teary eyes.

Abra clasped Salwa's palm and said, "You take it easy, until any time, I will always be with you. No one would touch me if it wasn't my own. I will always be by your side no matter the reason. After we get out of the hospital, I want us to get married and I'll get you out of town. You want to come with me?"

"What about papa? Did he agree to that?"

"You don't worry, I'll talk to him later. For now, you think about your health first. Once you're completely healed, let's talk about it again!"

The two also talked warmly. Not long after, Anton came. He brought a box of rice for Abraham. While the food for Salwa was definitely from the hospital the man did not want his daughter to eat food carelessly.

Salwa still has to maintain the cleanliness and healing of her stomach. Abra enjoyed the food. The woman just looked at her lover. The man knew that Salwa wanted to eat his food. He put the food in front of his girlfriend's mouth. It certainly makes the woman blush because it is treated very sweet.

After finishing her meal, Abra sat down on the sofa beside Anton. He expressed his intention to marry Salwa. As a father, the man did not mind. Abra can transfer funds to the company. Just like his twin brother did. Which has now been stopped by Handi because of the case of Ibrahim in prison.

"That's not a big deal. Someone will arrange it. I only asked for one thing, which is Om being our guardian in our marriage."

"Sure, you just decide the day. After that, call me to marry Salwa to you."

"Thank you, Om, it doesn't make things difficult for us."

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