When Love Should Determine
Chapter 8

Larissa was worried about thinking about her husband. He's been going to the beach since noon. But until now he has not returned, even though the day before the magrib. Larissa is afraid of her husband.

The Maghrib had long since reverberated, but Hamzah had not yet returned home, making Larissa even more restless.

After waiting for a long time, Larissa finally rose from her sleep. He took ablution water and was about to perform the magrib prayer. He wanted to eliminate the anxiety that had struck earlier by performing the three rakaat prayers.

The anxiety he felt from earlier was either because the husband had not yet returned, or because of something else. Larissa herself did not know, which certainly Larissa did not want to be too drowned in it. He is afraid it will affect the fetus in the womb.

After he finished taking the ablution water, he was about to return to the room to take the face. But suddenly Iqbal came and stopped his steps.

No rain, no wind. Suddenly Iqbal vented his anger at Larissa. "You're the one who doesn't know at profit. It's been good I've been helping you this whole time. But it turns out you've been spouting!" his yell.

Larissa who did not understand the meaning of her brother's words asked, "What does big brother mean to say that?."

"All right, don't be pretentious not to know that. You insulted my wife yesterday in front of a crowd, right? come ngaku!" snapped it.

Larissa was even more confused to be accused like that. Because yesterday the whole day he wasn't home. She was confused as to why her brother could accuse her like that. "I never did that, brother. I wasn't home all day. I went to help mom at the stall, she was the witness!" larissa said, denying the accusations leveled against her.

"Not lie to you! I have a witness who saw you insult my wife. You are shameless."

"Oath to Allah, brother. I never did that!" larissa's body trembled as she said the oath. Really, he didn't understand why Iqbal kept accusing him like that.

"No need to carry the name of Allah to cover up your deeds."

"Oh my God, brother. Really!, I never did. It must be any way to make you believe."

"How can I believe that there is evidence!"

"Proof what, brother?. Show me!."

Shut up, Iqbal was unable to answer his half-brother's question. "I won't say it. Clearly someone saw you insulting my wife!."

"Then, meet me with the person who claims to see me insulting my sister's wife. I could have sworn that I never did!."

"That's not necessary! because I trust him so much. He can't lie to me!."

Larissa was increasingly frustrated to hear Iqbal relentlessly accuse her. He was not given a chance to prove himself. "Oath to Allah, brother. I even dare to die right now. I really didn't do the thing you're accusing of."

"Your oath means nothing to you. You obviously insulted my wife. And I'll make you regret it!."

Larissa kept silent, she chose not to deny the accusations of her stepbrother.It is useless also continue to deny, because Iqbal will not believe.

Tears flowed profusely from both of Larissa's beautiful beads. He didn't understand why he could be accused like that. Though clearly yesterday he was with his mother at the stall.

"You are indeed a child who does not know in profit. Where is your family that wants to approach you, it's all because you're the son of a pesky carrier. I'm the only one who wants to accept you as a family."

"If I didn't help you at your wedding yesterday, you're certainly no one right now. You're just a son of a bitch!."

For a moment Iqbal was silent, but soon he returned to continue his anger. "Now I ask you. Was there one person from your father's family who came to your wedding yesterday? let's answer!."

Larissa remained silent, choosing not to answer the painful question. Besides, he also did not know what to answer with. Because all this time the mother never said about her father's family. Even when he got married yesterday, he was just the judge.

"Why just shut up? let's answer!" Iqbal back.

Larissa remained silent, only tears were getting more and more flowing.

"I know why you're just quiet. You don't know what the answer is, do you. It's all because you're a son of a bitch. That's why you were never considered!" said Iqbal cynically.

Larissa is getting hurt hearing the insults that continue to be uttered by her brother. But he can't do anything. He could only cry and cry, accepting all those painful insults.

"I've been so good to you. But unfortunately, my kindness is that you misunderstood. You have dared to insult my wife in front of everyone. Just look! I'll repay you for what you did."

Larissa's tears were increasingly unstoppable to hear the abuse and mockery thrown by her half-brother.

Larissa and Hamzah were born from the same womb, but they had different fathers. Iqbal's father was still there, although he never visited him. Larissa never knew what her real father was. He only knows his name. The age of Larissa and Iqbal is very far, which is ten years. Maybe that's what makes them rarely say hello.

With all their differences in background, that doesn't mean Iqbal can insult Larissa as he pleases. Larissa knew nothing. I don't know what makes Iqbal hate his stepbrother so much.

Bu Ani was just staring when he saw Iqbal spilling all anger on his daughter. He was afraid to see Iqbal's anger. He did not dare to defend larissa, afraid of being exposed to his anger as well. Because if Iqbal gets angry, then he will inflame ever cold on him. He has experienced it a lot, and he does not want it to happen again.

But when he saw Iqbal had exceeded his limits, he ventured to stop him. "Iqbal, already, son. Don't keep your anger up!."

"Shut up, mom! never interfere. This is my business with Larissa!" Iqbal snaps at the mother.

"But, son, your sister is pregnant. Please, have mercy on him!" said the mother begging.

Hearing if Larissa was pregnant, slowly the anger dimmed. At least there was a little bit of pity in him. She does not know if Larissa is pregnant.

Iqbal decided to leave the place immediately, although his face was still red with anger. While Larissa chose to immediately enter the room, she wanted to complain all this to the creator.

But before Larissa could get into the room, the mother had already prevented her. "Never tell your husband this. Be quiet! Or you take it upon yourself" he threatened.

The wound in Larissa's heart grew increasingly wide to hear the threat of her mother. He doesn't care anymore. He chose to immediately enter the room and spill all sorrow on the owner of life.