When Love Should Determine
Chapter 135

After receiving a little advice and enlightenment from Baskoro, her father-in-law Larissa prepared to eat. He is also ready to return home.

He realized that his act of choosing to hide in the house of his father-in-law was the wrong action, it was the action of a coward. Moreover, giving up and letting his rights be deprived of others under the pretext of a calm.

Arriving at Larissa's house has not been able to rest the eyes, still thinking about this problem. She invited her husband to talk and exchange ideas. "Entik, if we choose to stay here, I'm sure my brother will continue to bother us. He'll never stop until he gets what he wants."

Hearing the words of his wife who seemed to want to give up again, Hamzah slightly disliked. "What does it mean that you give up again? Didn't you already...."

Hamzah had not finished his speech, Larissa had cut. "Listen to my words! I'm not done talking."

Hamzah sighed. "Alright, just touch your words. I'll listen."

"If we want to stay here, then we have to find a way to keep my brother from bothering us again, or else our lives will never settle down. But neither should we use violence to deal with it, or the problem will get more complicated."

Hamzah was silent for a moment, thinking about his wife's words. "You're so right, Encus! So what do we do now? Do you have any ideas?."

"Let me think for a moment!." They were silent, immersed in their minds and thinking of ways to deal with Iqbal in the future.

Long silent to each other, suddenly Larissa made a sound. "Aha, I have a brilliant idea. I'm sure this way will make my brother think a thousand times to bother us again" snap a finger.

"What idea? Let's say!."

"Close to here! I'll whisper it into your ear."

Hamzah leaned his body towards his wife. Larissa whispered her plan into her husband's ear.

"What do you think?" larissa asked after whispering her plan.

"A very good idea! If need be we really do that" replied Hamzah excitedly.

Larissa shook her head weakly. "I don't think that's necessary. I just want to teach him a lesson. After all, he's my brother."

"If your brother doesn't care about you, then what do you care about him for?"

"If we do the same thing with him, it means we are no different from him. I still have a conscience anyway. At least I'm still thinking about my three nieces."

Hamzah was silent to his wife's words. He realized, his wife's heart was so soft, he could not have hurt the hearts of others. Unfortunately, his kindness is often used by others for their benefit.

While Hamzah was silent, Larissa continued her speech. "Actually none of this is entirely Iqbal's fault, it was his mother who caused all this. If you hadn't indulged her so much and indulged all her wishes, I'm sure my sister wouldn't be like that."

"But yes, you have! It's all happened," sighing tired. "But one thing you should know, I'm not a mother she can force at will. I also have my own family."

Hamza smiled at his wife's words. In his heart he said, "I'm glad to see you don't want to give up like this. I hope this isn't just your talk."

"One thing I ask of you!" larissa continued, glaring at her husband's intense eyes. "Please control your anger well for the success of this plan. Let him do whatever he wants."

"We'll see later. If he's playing a hand, especially against you, how could I stay silent."

With a heavy heart Hamzah agreed to his wife's request. "I'll try as much as I can."

"It should! All for the success of our plan."

The night was getting late, they decided to go to sleep immediately to rest their souls and bodies after being hit by this problem all day.

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It is also true that Larissa's assumption that Iqbal will not stop interfering before his goal is achieved, because this time he again made a noise at Larissa's house.

Seeing the arrival of her brother, Larissa was not afraid at all because she already had a plan to deal with it. She also signaled her husband. "Do all our plans last night."

Hamzah nodded and understood what he should do now. With a cell phone in hand, he was ready to record all the events behind a corner invisible to Iqbal.

Larissa kept quiet and let her sister do what. He also acts as if resigned and unable to fight.

Seeing his brother's resignation, Iqbal smiled. "If you don't want to hand over the certificate of this house, I'll bother you forever" he said, throwing Larissa's belongings out. He did not realize that all of it had been recorded by Hamzah's cellphone camera.

After getting a satisfactory recording, Hamzah came out of hiding. "Are you satisfied doing damage here?" he asked with a cynical smiling lip.

Seeing the sudden appearance of Hamzah Iqbal was surprised. "When were you there?."

Hamzah did not answer his brother-in-law's question and stepped closer. "Why? surprised?" he asked back with a cynical smile kept on his lips.

"Don't you know I've been home all day? Even I've recorded all your actions earlier on my phone's camera." shows the phone he used to record the incident.

Hearing Hamzah's confession, Iqbal was increasingly surprised. At first he thought that Larissa was alone at home. That's why he dared to act like that. He did not expect Hamzah to hide behind the wall to record all his actions earlier.

Hamzah smiled coldly at the change in Iqbal's facial expression. "With this footage, I can send you to the authorities on charges of damage and disturbing the peace. And you'll rot in jail for a long time. I'll make sure you don't get bail."

"Laughs! this must be your plan to set me up, right?" angry shouting.

"Yes, right! One hundred for you" said Hamzah coldly, both hands folded in front of his chest.

"Damn it, give me that phone! Or I'll.." go ahead and take the phone out of Hamzah's hands. But with a swift Hamzah dodged and kept the phone in a pants pocket. "Will what? Let's say!" challenge Hamzah coldly.

"You want to threaten us again? Not afraid of my warning?."

Iqbal clenched both hands ready to strike again . Red eyes, hardened jaws, teeth grinding, indicating that his emotions were already at the top.

Hamzah was not afraid in the slightest of anger that Iqbal showed. He even kept challenging her. "So you're not afraid of our warning? Alright I'll report you to the police station now!."

Hamzah took the keys to the bike on the nightstand not far from him. "Come, Larissa! We're going to the police station now!" he said lightly. His hands hold his wife's hand.