Love on the verge of suffering
CDD's #Episode 158

Long enough Zifa and her two sons communicate, even the two children do not want if the tantenya end their call.

"Honey well, tomorrow Auntie calls again this phone is already lobet want to die her cell phone," said Zifa so that two of her bangs allow her to end her chatter, otherwise they will cry hysterically, and the fall of the pity of Sisri and her sister who bothered to calm them down.

"Yes, I'm fine, but tomorrow Auntie calls again yeah," the King ragged, and was immediately greeted by the Queen with another rant that said her aunt had to call every day.

"Yes-iya Aunty promised, if Aunty will definitely call the King and Queen Aunty again, a day Aunty does not call you very long," zifa and avenged with an adorable ruckus wanted to hug and smell her sweat, but Zifa knew very well that they were also kangets, but they could not bear to meet her.

Zifa recalled Ghava's words, one step away from getting justice for her mother and brother. Although at this time Zifa himself was very sure, if he demanded recognition from the family of the birth father of the King and Queen, they would be happy to admit it, especially if they were very smart and intelligent, they were very smart, so there would be no way the Ghava family would refuse to acknowledge them.

But this time it was not a confession that Zifa wanted, but regret. Regrets where they used to reject her sister's pregnancy. Zifa wanted to aim even though they rejected Zara's pregnancy, but Zifa and Zara were able to raise the King and Queen without any lack of one. Zifa was sure they would regret seeing the two. Although it is undeniable all because of the role of Alwi as well as the adoptive parents of the two pounds.

After communicating with two more beautiful children, and also her brother. Zifa went back to her husband. Actually he wanted to contact Alwi to tell him the problem here, but indeed the batrai phone that has been flushed, even the power is only ten percent more.

"How are they?" ghava asked when Zifa was close to him, and Zifa immediately offered her husband's phone.

"Their news is good, the smarter, and already good at swimming, which is clearly more and more ugly and Mas was also asked by them, and they send greetings to Mas. Sorry so cool to talk until the battery is lowbat," said Zifa.

Ghava saw his phone that was almost dead was just chuckling. "It's okay in the car there's a carger. Can be stamped later in the car. Oh yeah Fa we're going to the police station, I I'm staying here no problem right?"

"Not Mas. There's a siti here." Zifa lyrics Siti who sits a little corner from her employer. "E...Mas, Ifa can talk to Papih Mas alone?" asked Zifa, the woman was very curious about what happened between her late mother and her former male employer

Ghava was quite surprised by Zifa's words, many questions that flashed instantaneously in Ghava's mind. While the real awkward Zifa also ventured, because somehow he met the middle-aged man again. Instead of dying the curious mending Zifa ventured to ask and she would calm down after hearing the man's answer.

Ghava and Omar looked at each other, and after that Omar stroked, and stood up. "We talked in that place." Omar pointed to a chair not far from Zifa and made a phone call, and the woman followed behind Omar. Meanwhile, Ghava was very nervous about what Zifa would say to his papih.

'About they were talking about what well, ' Ghava's inner gaze looked at the two people who were currently sitting on Ghava's back, so that Ghava himself was getting curious, because he could not see Zifa's facial expression and her papih.

'Why Zifa is getting more and more mysterious anyway, ' Ghava's inner self again.

"You look so much like your mother, it's worth the first time I've seen you like you've known for a long time" Omar said, taking a seat beside Zifa.

Zifa smiled wryly, hearing the words from Omar. "Many say that, but the late mother herself said that I was very similar to my late father" Zifa replied in a polite voice and her eyes were fixed straight ahead.

She was too afraid that her mother was in a scandal with the man currently sitting next to her.

"Before Kemal was shot, Mrs Eira said that she killed my mother, arguing that you had cheated on her. Even Eira alleged that my mother seduced you, what did Nyoya Eira say was true?" zifa asked, hoping that the answer would not be correct.

Her mother could not possibly be willing to lower her pride to tempt other men, let alone her employer's husband. Maybe if it's true he was rich because his mother became a mistress of rich men.

Omar chuckled at Zifa's question. "My mother and I have known you for a long time, even me and your father were close friends, until your mother worked in our house to connect when your father died. I don't know what Eira told you, but if I'm gonna cheat. Farida won't let me be the washerman in my house. I will definitely put him in a comfortable session, but I don't do it all, because I really appreciate your mother who loves your father so much. Eira had accused us of cheating several times, but no one could prove it." Omar looked serious with his words.

"But why can Nyoya Eira be so sure that you cheated on her with my mom. Are you afraid that I'll get angry with you, so you're avoiding it?" asked Zifa in a cold tone.

"I don't know where Eira thinks that, even I have given your mother a few times to help you with your needs, considering that you and I are friends, but not once did Farida receive the money. How can I cheat with your mother. Your mother was unapproachable, only your father managed to take her heart, and that she proved to the end that she had no more partners." From the tone of the man's speech was very disappointed.

Well maybe he was disappointed with the wife who always accused him of cheating, even though he was very loyal to her if he wanted to then he would do it a long time ago.

"So what your wife says is a lie. Nyoya Eira says that my late mother was a thorn in your marriage and that's why she took away my mother's life." Zifa felt relieved at least what she feared was not coming true. What he fears is that he will hear the answer from Omar who is the same as Eira.

"I was confused he always said it was basically from where, whereas Farida and I almost never had a conversation, but he always accused it - that's it," Omar said.

"Thank you for your answer, and I hope that what you say is the truth. I cannot think clearly because of this problem. But at least now I am a little calm. Let's go back instead you'll see Madame Eira." Zifa also stood up and will return to Siti to take care of Kemal.

"Zifa, I don't know your relationship with your two children, but if I may suggest don't make my two children misunderstand. I'm afraid Eira's shock will repeat itself to my son, and my grandson. Enough of my wife doing wrong, not to you."

Omar recalls Ghava's words. It's not that he wants to defend Omar because he's the closest son to him, but he himself there is also a sense of trauma when there are lives lost because of love is too bucolic until a few close people are directly associated with cheating.

Zifa wastes a rough breath." You take it easy, sir, that's not going to happen. I know what to do and what not to do. Thank you for your time." Zifa bowed her head respectfully, and walked first leaving Omar.

The woman gave her best smile to Ghava who was already looking at her questioningly. His heart was already a little relieved because of what Omar had said. What makes her happy is that her mother was not a thorn in the marriage of Omar and Eira.

After hearing Omar's response, Zifa was again convinced to report Eira.

"Mother, wait a step longer Mother will laugh happily, because the person who killed the mother will feel the learner. Ifa's promise to Mom is one step away.