My House At the Edge of the Cliff

Chapter 16 Sins

When one heart is drowning in black there are two hearts that have just made spring, it is clear from the smile of the two that never fade just widened.

"So... to what extent is the success rate?" ask Fariz slowly.

"What do you mean?" ask Kiki confused.

"Don't pretend to be stupid, your eyes can always see it even if the wall separates you" he said, pointing at the wall right in front of his eyes.

Kiki smiled shyly while bowing her head, of course she understood Fariz's intentions because her eyes continued to follow Dimas's steps going to another room.

"So how?" reset Fariz.

"We're just friends, there's nothing you think about"

"really? then why don't you try your luck?"

"I'm a girl! he should have said it first!" kiki objected.

"What harm? it's modern times, if you keep waiting, fate will change course to what you don't want" Fariz said.

Kiki perfectly understood the meaning of the remark, she also had a fear of it but she was still not ready to say it.

"You're still tormented. How much longer do you have to? try to open your heart to any girl, don't leave her empty and dusty" suggested Kiki who can't stand Fariz's suffering.

"While my story doesn't start doesn't mean it's easy to forget, the nature of love does"

"Don't let time give you up, but allow reality to make you sincere. It's hard, but have mercy on your diseased heart."

Fariz saw a lot of worry in Kiki's eyes for him, since childhood until now he was the only person always there when happy or difficult.

"I'll try" he said with a bitter smile.

"I left first, today I have class" Kiki said immediately farewell.

Fariz decided to spend time alone in the home, watching the children playing outside.

"Coffee?" hail Dimas while handing over a cup.

Fariz nodded and took the cup, resting under a shady tree they enjoyed the refreshing gentle breeze.

"They look as cheerful as ever" Dimas said.

"And you look happier than usual" Fariz replied.

"Really?" asked Dimas with a little embarrassment.

"I know you're close, just one look everyone's gonna know who's in love"

"Haha..you're too observant, man!" hatch Dimas.

"So what's your plan? you know Kiki is my sister and there's no way I'm letting her walk around with a status-less jerk"

"Wow, calm down, you know I'm not the kind of guy you're worried about"

"Stay that I demand clarity from you" Fariz said.

"Hmmm.. My family's condition is not safe, I have sinned by continuing to love him. Right now I'm just trying to improve my family and financial condition, after everything is ready I will marry her immediately" Dimas explained.

"I support you." said Fariz see the firmness he once had.

"Thank you. You're understanding."

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Tok Tok Tok Tok Tok Tok Tok

"Assynoltom... "

"Waalaikum... "

Zahira quickly went to the door, opening it to see who had come to visit.

"Sir Nisa. "call her as soon as she looks out.

"Come in. Why don't you tell me first if you want to come here? I can make a good masakin for brother" he said while giving space.

"Alah, no need, besides my sister has eaten at home. Where's Pras? does he look out?"

"Mas Pras is still working, brother, will be home later in the afternoon"

"Oh.. This brother deliberately came to give this to you" he said while handing over a bag with a size large enough.

Zahira was made curious about the contents of the bag, so he immediately opened it to see the contents. He was quite surprised when he found out the contents in the bag were baby clothes, various models and sizes.

"That's Nabila's old clothes, deliberately brother save his plan for his future sister later. But your gestational age so you think you need more, after all brother is still promil" explained Nisa.

"Oh.. that is.thank you for your attention" said Zahira although in fact he was not happy.

For his first child he wanted to give his best, in terms of clothes he actually wanted to give everything new with a funny model. But what can be done if Nisa gives him a used one, it would be very disrespectful if she refuses.

They chatted for quite a long time even though the topic was not far from the television drama that is currently hits, after a few minutes running out of topics then Nisa said goodbye.

Shortly after Nisa Pras' departure from her kingdom, she saw two cups on the table and a bag of baby clothes that she knew someone had visited.

"Who's coming deck?" tanyakanya.

"Sir Nisa, she came to give her child's clothes when she was a baby" she replied while helping Pras open his suit.

"Oh, thank goodness, then we don't have to buy baby clothes"

"Why is that so mas? when you don't want to buy new clothes for our children!" ask Zahira offended.

"Not not want to but our money will not be enough for other needs, besides baby clothes will cake for just a moment"

"But still we have to buy again, all clothes given by Nisa ka old model. What people say if they see our children wearing old-fashioned clothes, we ourselves will be ashamed as parents... "

"Yes, don't you hear what people say, it's good there are clothes that can be worn right?"

"Why do you feel so bad about buying a new one? this is for our children, our flesh and blood, "asked Zahira in annoyance.

"Dek.dak already said we have to save, for the cost of living both of us already mediocre and now in addition to one child. Find money is not easy deck, we should be able to set money for our good as well.. "

"Yes you're looking for another extra money dong, you side job what cake! if I am not pregnant also I can help make money, you as the head of the family should be able to overcome our financial problems because this is your responsibility.. "

"Enough!" snapped Pras suddenly.

"I just got home from work and you've had a fuss about money again, I'm tired of ya keep you wrong. As a wife you should support your husband! it's not usually just complaining about this it keeps.. "

The anger made Zahira speechless, her eyes had started to turn red with a puddle ready to spill. While Pras chose to throw away his face, away with his frustration.