Love of Muhallil

Bitter reality

"Mba seriously want to cook spicy red sausage shrimp?" Nahla helps Haya peel the shrimp.

"certain Nahla. I will learn to cook, so that Faiz mas happy and at home. Because Mas Faiz likes any food made from home cooking, therefore will learn to cook," replied Haya eagerly.

"But Faiz has already left for work, mba."

"Later I'll take her to the office directly." Haya replied with great enthusiasm.

"Idih mba Haya so sweet. Didn't you open a shop today?" ask Nahla.

"Open dong, but a bit of a bitch." replied Haya and still stewing seasonings for red sausage shrimp.

Malik also smiled at his daughter-in-law, so enthusiastic about learning to cook, at least there was a very good intention, which was to please the husband. May it be a reward for the wives who try to please the husbands.

Malik is also happy, because Nahla is so good to Haya.

Though Miss Malik knows, there is love in the heart of Nahla, the love that is stored for Haya's husband.

Srengs...

Seasoning has entered all, shrimp have also entered, sauce sambal has also entered. Fragrant is perfect.

"I tasted ya, mba?" Nahla takes a spoon and takes a little gravy, Nahla is instantly literate.

Huhhhh..

Nahla blows on the shrimp sauce, which is so abundant by seasoning, there is a spicy taste that shoots up on the tongue.

Smoke is still billowing.

Hew

Haya is curious about Nahla's opinion.His eyes look at Nahla tnpa blink, hoping Nahla says it's good.

Eums

"Enak, but spicy..." Nahla gulps down the water, as it feels very spicy.

Haya felt disappointed, but Malik and Nahla advised, that Ahmad Faiz included spicy lovers, and it made Haya back up the spirit.

"Then, surely Ahmad Faiz would love my cooking," Haya was so enthusiastic.

"Sure." answered Nahla increasingly reassuring Haya. Nahla does not want Haya disappointed and dim her cooking spirit.

"Nahla, in front there's Evan. He said he wanted to see you" Malik came, took water into a glass, and left again.

"Mas Evan, what are you doing?" Lirih Nahla mutters.

"Have you met there!" Haya looks seductive and pushes Nahla out of the kitchen a little.

"Such males," lamented Nahla, lazy.

Haya also came out with a bushel, about to send Ahmad Faiz breakfast. Of course it's not too late, the clock is still showing at seven in the morning. If you do not have time for breakfast, at least it can be for lunch Ahmad Faiz.

"Wait, mba!" Nahla walked behind Haya quietly with a lazy look.

Haya looked at Nahla strangely, then walked over again.

"Mba____!" Call Nahla again.

Haya stopped, and turned to look at Nahla confused.

Haya also slowly understands, if Nahla males meets Evan alone.

"Alright, I'll accompany you, but, I can't stay long. Because I have to deliver this food to Faiz mas, only five minutes, I immediately go out" Haya immediately said.

"Sip.." Nahla gave two thumbs up.

Nahla quickly accompanied Haya's footsteps, arriving at the terrace. Haya silently pretended to pick up the yellowing flower leaves in the front yard.

"Where are you going, Haya?" Evan asked, because there was a bushel in Haya's hands.

"Food queue, for Faiz mas.but, remove the dried leaves first," replied Haya like a person with a lack of work.

Evan nodded in understanding, whether he understood it or not, which he clearly nodded.

"I'm here to tell you something about Bella" Evan was on the point.

"Bella___?" Nahla wonders.

"Yes, Bella is known to have died trying to abort the fetus. After being traced, it turns out Bella is pregnant with a rich man who is married. Even in Bella's glass grip, there's someone's fingerprints."

"What?" Nahla doesn't believe her best friend could be a murder victim.

Nahla took a deep breath, then blew away quickly.

"And that man is none other than Vincent. Do you know him?" Evan asked Nahla who was silent.

Haya also stopped the activity of weeding the grass. his eyes widened in shock, while Nahla did not show expression, because Nahla did not know who Vincent was.

"What does Evan really say?" Haya approached Evan and Nahla who were sitting on the wooden chair in a little hurry.

"Yes, Haya, we know it all through tracking in Bella's cell phone contents and some other evidence."

"Astagfirullahaladzim_____" Haya was devastated, hearing the news. How could the husband of his ex-sister-in-law be such a criminal.

"But what is the power of evidence. I'm not so sure myself, if Vincent's going to jail?" Evan realized who the Shah's family was and who the man named Vincent was.

"Well, that can be so. Whoever they are is guilty, they are obliged to be punished" Nahla said.

"It should be so, hopefully Vincent gets the right punishment, Nahla." reply Evan realized the disappointment of the look on Nahla's face.

Nahla is silent, Nahla does not know who Vincent is, but most likely, Vincent is a man who is so rich and influential, that it is difficult to imprison him.

"In Bella's account, there was an entry fund about a week ago, and that's not the least, there were about a hundred million" Evan said so carefully.

"Hundred million!" Nahla shocked dong, hearing that kind of money. Even Nahla will take years to be able to collect that much money, from the results of working at a flower shop.

"Possibly the money, Vincent sent for abor**, but Bella wouldn't do it. That's why the money is still intact in Bella's account balance. As what the ITE bureau had discovered," Evan still said with caution.

"Then why did Bella die, that way?" tanya Nahla doesn't believe Bella killed herself.

"It seems, Bella taking drugs, or herbal medicine that is not recommended, to cause complications, because her body can not accept the drug.the drug that has been inserted into Bella's drink,"

Haya is confused, why can a Vincent, a rich man having an affair with Bella, to cause death to Bella.

"What's less, Angel?" Inner Haya was curious and full of wonder.

His ex-sister-in-law's wife, so beautiful, fashionable and so good at sight, then why cheat?

"I'm saying yes, you guys keep talking. It's too late, I have to deliver this food to Faiz's mas," with Haya forced to leave, Nahla looks upset because Haya left her alone with Evan.

Along the way, Haya thought, if Angel had known the scandal of her husband.

Whether Angel will be fine, or Angel will be very bad because of the news of her husband's affair.

It's their business, but again Haya hesitates, Haya doubts justice. Vincent will do anything not to be sanctioned in the form of prison sentences.

"Mba, it's up." The taxi driver online, giving Haya the information, that they've arrived in front of the company owned Vincent, Angel's husband.

"This is the money sir, thank you?" Haya got out of the taxi.

The mint-colored hijab, with its tosca-colored robe dangling, makes Haya's appearance even more beautiful and graceful.

Ckits..

A car stopped in front of Haya, but it was not a parking area.

A young, beautiful and fashionable woman got out of the car, arrogantly staring at Mimiris and disdain.

"Why did you come here, do you want to beg your bo**h husband to get back to work?" the sarcasm of Angel.

Degs..

Haya's heart was shocked.

Back to work, what does that mean.

"What____, is your husband troubling you Haya? so you can't stand it, and come back here to beg me to find you with Niko?" Read angel with a condescending look.

"Ah. I don't want to help you anymore. Even I feel jiji* saw your face, get you out of my office, I don't want to see you anymore!" Shouted Angel so loudly doing the expulsion.

"Hey. are you deaf. Why don't you hear my words, if your heart is dead, so that you have no more shame." Angel became more inflamed, because Haya just fell silent and did not immediately go away.

How not to sculpt, Haya was really surprised by the reception of the angel, Haya wondered, where did her husband go?

His heart felt sad and sad.

It feels like self-esteem is trampled on.

Ckits..

A car came to a stop, behind Angel's car. But Haya did not intend to look, whose car had just come, for Haya it was not important