Milky

Part. 61

"You ... Who taught you to lie?!" hardik Aulia after hearing Nasya's words. The girl did not tell the truth that the necklace belonged to someone else she had to return.

Nasya looked at Aulia in disbelief, the woman's high voice really disappointed him. Before long, he decided on a gaze and preferred to bow his face. Aulia gulped, she had been holding back her emotions since hearing Nasya's abuse for Ibrahim earlier. If Razka hadn't prevented it, she could have resorted to violence against their youngest daughter.

Ayra did not know what to do, but she did not agree with Aulia who rebuked Nasya.

"Mom, there's no need to yell like that? We just need to talk about this with a cool head, right?" ayra said softly. I don't want to put oil on the fire.

"Yes, Aul. You need to calm down, listen to Nasya's explanation, and then we can draw a conclusion" Razka said.

However, the woman was already disappointed, she was disappointed because she thought Nasya had lied by admitting the necklace as hers. In fact, it was clearly Ibrahim's since infancy.

"Why are you letting me down? You don't have the same necklace that Ibrahim had, and now you admit it's yours? What do you mean, Nasya? Don't you want your brother back home?" Aulia's voice rose again, Ayra gasped to hug her sister who was gaping in disbelief.

Razka let out a long sigh, Aulia is no longer herself.

"It's not like that, Mom. The necklace belonged to my friend, I had to give it back because he once lent it to me. It's not his. She's a liar, Mother," Nasya explained as she looked at Aulia with a look of confidence.

While in the room there, the young man who claimed to be Ibrahim was smiling enjoying this family drama.

"good. Just get him out of the house, I'm sick of him. My lie may be exposed later," he murmured as he looked at the fist that contained the necklace.

Aulia snorted, she laughed in annoyance before looking at Nasya's nymph. "Look, isn't he lying? He was just looking for an excuse because he didn't want Ibrahim in this house. You said it was yours, now you say it belongs to your friend. Which friend? You've only been here for a few days, there's no way anyone else could have loaned you anything. Especially if it's a valuable item like that necklace." Aulia refused anyway, she insisted on her own erroneous thinking.

"Already, Mom. Don't fight anymore just because of me. If you don't want me in this house, then I'll just leave here. I'm sorry, if my presence has disturbed the peace of your family." Everyone turned to the direction of the male voice that suddenly chimed in.

He, the young man who claimed to be Ibrahim, was standing with his bag. His face was made gloomy and pitiful, pretending to be disappointed because it was not accepted by everyone in the house.

"If you want to leave this house, at least give me the necklace. It's not yours!" fierce Nasya did not look at Aulia who was sad and disappointed.

"Nasha! That's outrageous!"

"Stop, Aul! You don't have any solid evidence to convince Nasya. Maybe he just can't accept the presence of Ibrahim or he just wants to protect us from the deceit of the irresponsible people" Razka's sergeant as Aulia got up from her seat and was about to approach Nasya.

Aulia was glued in place, both hands clenched tightly. Emotional turmoil continues to erode his common sense. While Nasya himself, remained unmoved at his stance. Ayra felt guilty about the situation that was going on. It was all because of him who had brought the young man home.

"Dad, so you don't trust me, either? How is this, Ayra? Isn't it Brother who forced me to come home, and what is this? Why am I being cornered and Brother not defending at all?" He looked at Ayra. Seek the defense of the man who brought her into the house.

Ayra was increasingly confused by the already unhealthy situation, the guilt in her heart grew. It was wrong why not investigate first before bringing her home. The mistake is to immediately believe it without asking further about the necklace.

"I don't know .. I don't know!" He squeezed his own head, looking down while crying. Whether you have to believe it or not, he feels guilty.

"But, Mother ..Even Ayra herself could not defend me, and she brought me to this house. How could I possibly live quietly in this house?" he said he pretended to be sad.

Nasya snorted, as sad as he made a face, his heart still would not believe all that.

"Ayra! You heard that! You brought her home, you should have defended her," Aulia jolted with unstoppable tears.

"Al-"

"Shut up, Brother! I want to hear Ayra speak!" aulia did not want Razka to interfere. The man in glasses, sighed. He looked at his two daughters with different attitudes.

"How shall I defend him, while my own heart is not sure whether he is Ibrahim or not?" sahut Ayra with all the doubts in his heart.

He did not dare to look up at everyone, Aulia was stunned to hear Ayra's reply. That's not what he wanted. That's not how Ayra should have answered. Wasn't it!

"Mommy listen! Even Ayra herself doubted me, even though I had this evidence," she said, re-heating Aulia. Feeling Aulia was on his side.

"Because it's not yours! If you don't return it I'll bring you together directly" exclaimed Nasya defying the impostor.

Lookie! He's turning nervous. There was fear in his eyes. Nasya smiled cynically, and Ayra looked up wondering who the owner of the necklace was actually meant by her youngest sister. Razka was guessing in her heart and waiting for that moment to arrive.

"Shut up! If you cannot accept his presence, then I will defend him myself. Never mess with his life even if you're under one roof!" aulia concluded before pulling the young man's hand into her room.

Razka closed her eyes, wanting to take it all apart, but what about the old man? It's gamang. In other places have promised not to take Bima, in his own house chaotic because of the presence of people who claimed to be their children.

"Well, you have to do as I say! Don't go alone, take Briant. He will protect you from any danger" Razka looked at Ayra who was sculpting after Aulia's departure.

"L-yes, Dad. This whole thing is my fault. It's my fault for not investigating it first. I didn't listen to Brother Briant and took him right away" Ayra said, crying over her face.

"It's okay, honey. Don't feel guilty. Now you need to rest before you go on your mission from Dad" Razka said again as she gently swept the eldest daughter's head.

Ayra let out a cry, wiping her tears. He nodded wordlessly and went to his own room. Draw up a plan for the mission he'll run with Briant.

"Nasya, are you sure it's not hers?" Razka continues the trial. Nasya relaxed the veins on his body when he got a gentle look from his first love.

"Did you believe me? There's no way I'm lying. An old friend lent it to me, and I had to give it back because it wasn't mine or hers. I've met him, and he's in this town on the same campus as me. What if he asks, Dad? I accidentally lost it and do not remember exactly when the necklace was lost" Nasya explained the situation.

"Hmm .. This is complicated. So complicated. Can you bring the owner home? We'll see if the necklace really belongs to him" Razka once again wanted to know the original owner. In his thinking, he guessed that Nasya had known Baim or Bima. And hope it is Bima that he will bring.

"I'll try."