When Love Should Determine
Chapter 132

The next day......

"Entik, I feel an unpleasant premonition today. We should move the certificate of home, either the certificate of this house, or our own to a safe place just in case," said Larissa while resting to unwind after arranging the trade.

In response to his wife's remarks, Hamzah asked, why should it be moved?."

"That's it, Entik, don't ask much. Just do what I said. I know very well how my brother is. I'm pretty sure he won't be able to get a good talk."

Hearing Larissa Hamzah's words even misunderstood and angry. "How dare he touch you, then it's over."

Larissa sighed listlessly. "Please don't misunderstand me. I say this just in case of unwanted things. Besides, don't you remember Ika's advice yesterday to control your emotions?."

"Sorry!" hamzah said slowly. "Where is the certificate?."

Larissa got up and took the certificate of home between the pile of population documents and the jails in the closet and then gave it to Hamzah. "This, Entik! move it to a place you think is safe."

Hamzah thought for a moment, wailing to find a place in the house that he thought was safe. "Where is a safe place?" said monologue.

Larissa also thought like her husband, and soon she said, "let's put it in a frame behind the calligraphy in our room. People wouldn't think there was something behind it, and I guess that's a pretty safe place for now."

"Good idea!" hamzah said, flicking his fingers. He immediately took a chair and lowered the calligraphy in the room. Open the back clamp of the frame and slip both their certificates there, then cover it back with the clamp and put it back in its original place.

For a moment he looked at the calligraphy frame. "Do you think that calligraphy looks suspicious?" tanyak."

Larissa looked towards the calligraphy frame and said, "I don't think there's anything suspicious. Everything looks as mediocre as ever."

Hamza smiled with satisfaction. "Now everything is safe!"

"Hopefully!" reply Larissa brief.

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At around 12 pm, Larissa saw her brother coming home from the sea. His heart trembled again, preparing for the worst that could happen.

And sure enough, shortly after bathing and changing clothes Iqbal immediately came to the house Larissa. "So how did you decide, Larissa? Do you agree now."

Larissa inhaled a lot of air to neutralize the heartbeat before she finally started saying, " Brother Iqbal, before I wanted to make sure of one thing, you mean to use my name how? How come I still don't understand?."

"Kok don't understand yet anyway? Are you stupid or slow?" said Iqbal sewot.

Larissa did not take the heart of her brother's speech and considered it only as a last breeze, because there were far more important things to know. "I'm sorry, kaka, but I don't understand yet?" said pretending.

I heard the breath of Iqbal. "So gini, aki wants to use your name as the party who applied for the loan, but later let me take care of everything."

"If it's like that, sorry, brother! I refused it," he said, smiling a little so as not to make his brother angry at his refusal. "But if you just want to make me a witness, then I'm willing."

Hearing the words of his half-sister was precisely Iqbal who was feeling confused"How the hell is this?."

"So gini, sister, you can still use this home certificate as collateral for the loan you will apply for. Well, because this certificate is in my name, the bank will ask for my signature as a witness if I allow the certificate to be pawned. But still, the borrower's name is brother, not me. And if it's like that, then I'm willing to do it" Larissa said at length, saying exactly as Ika's bik taught her last night.

"But the problem is that my name has been used by my wife's cousin to apply for a loan at the bank, and the repayment period has only been running for six months."

"So sister lent her sister's name to ...."

"That's it, so now I want to use your name. If my name hadn't been used, I wouldn't have asked you for help. Because my house certificate was also borrowed by my wife's cousin."

Understand Larissa now about the problems that occurred before. It turned out that her brother was caught in trouble for his own mistakes, and now wants to use his name to solve other problems.

"If it's like that, sorry! I can't help brother. I don't want my name to be related to accounts payable in the bank" Larissa replied firmly.

"Oh, so like that? the point is you don't want to help me?." Iqbal was struck with emotion by Larissa's rejection. His eyes bulged, jaws hardened, and teeth chattered withstanding the outburst of emotion.

Larissa was afraid to see the change in her brother's expression. But after seeing if Hamzah was next to her, her fear disappeared. She believed her husband would not let anything bad happen to her.

Now the problem was how to explain to her brother about her rejection earlier. "It's not about wanting or not helping, but it's about names. It is one thing of ourselves that must be taken care of. For once the name is tarnished, people will never believe it. And this is what I'm trying to do now" she said slowly so as not to make her brother even more angry.

"Why are you afraid your name will be smeared, I will be responsible for paying for it anyway."

"If you don't accuse your brother of irresponsibility, but the fate of someone who knows? If until one day you can't pay, then what the bank will charge you is me, not your brother. Because the name listed in the loan application is my name."

"God, excuses! Just tell me you don't want to help. It's true mother said, you're stingy, if your treasure can't be touched by anyone else."

Larissa was slightly offended by the stabbing remark of her sister. But he tried to pull it off and continued to try to explain to his brother. "One more time I'm sorry, brother. But for me the name is very important" he said, both hands cupped to his chest as a gesture of apology.

Instead of realizing his mistake and accepting his sister's explanation, Iqbal grew emotional. "Not many reasons! You fucking bitch! I should have believed Budhe's words first."

Larissa was increasingly hurt by the harsh words her sister had uttered, but she was still trying to endure the pain.

While Hamzah, seeing his wife cursed in such a way, he did not accept and tried to warn. "Sister, if you talk to a good woman. Don't be rude like this."

Being warned like that instead of subsiding, Iqbal just getting more emotional. "Hey, you don't interfere! This is the business between me and my brother. You're just an outsider who just happens to be her husband" a finger pointed towards Hamzah with wide bulging eyes.