My wife Slave of Lust

New Hope

In a moment the second call from him became more successful in making my gaze change direction. There was a baritone voice coming from behind. Quite jolted with the presence of the two of them, but if you remember the profession of both, this could happen.

In front of me at this time, there are already two pairs of people who as far as I am not so paired because of the game of fate that finally put them back in their respective positions. How's story? If any of you have ever read the novel entitled SECRET WIFE TEMPORARILY-the work of the Author of Commoners-then you must be very familiar with the two main characters below.

"Sinqia ...!" Then my gaze shifted to the figure that was now standing behind him. "Young ...!" Both seem to be smiling at once.

"Old no see, Bro." The man with the handsome face and sharp eyes, positioned himself beside me. "How are you?" A clap he lay on my shoulder. Of course, I will answer myself this is fine, even though there is actually something that is a little stuck, but can no longer be expressed.

"When you look at that smile of yours, you're not doing well, Ib." This heavy shot from a female intelligence member beside me, made me no longer able to dodge.

Yes, Huda and Sidqia are brothers who both work as state officials. Zainul Huda is a Criminal Investigation Case in one of the police units in the country. Sidqia, his sister, was the best member of the intelligence unit in the capital. He has successfully revealed the largest drug trafficking case in the city. Plus the case of trafficking women who are not less biadapnya. So, for sure I won't be able to lie in front of two humans with extraordinary talent in interrogating and intimidating this interlocutor.

"What are you doing here?" Questions do not connect it deliberately I throw so that the attention of both diverted. However, it is not Sidqia and Huda by name, if they cannot pry any information they want. Truly a mix of two annoying brothers.

"We just go around" replied Huda.

"Yes, go around looking for prey" Sidqia licked afterwards.

I can only look at the two in turn. The indecipherable smiles of the two signify that they are on a hunting mission.

Sidqia just smiled lightly. While Huda, he seemed to pretend to throw away his face, as if he was hiding something. I could only fold my forehead a little deep, trying to guess the movements of the two that looked so compact. Is there something they're hiding?

I leaned my favorite guitar next to the long iron chair I was sitting on. Because, right now I am sitting on the edge of a favorite lake that has always been my most comfortable place when I want to calm down. There were three more children seats arranged in a circular-surrounding-one round table in our center. Huda was sitting beside me, while Sidqia was sitting right in front of us.

"It just so happens to meet here." Huda immediately opened his voice after a few minutes of silence. We were busy with our own assumptions. Hearing that, I immediately focused on him. "Regarding the case of your wife's death, it is now being handled by Sidqia" he said as if giving a prologue to his explanation.

My gaze immediately shifted to Sidqia who was busy with her salary this time. However, he still had a faint smile because he heard his brother's words. "Then why are you here?" tanyaku who is impatient, staring at Huda full of questions. Because as far as I know, he doesn't work in this town anymore.

However, instead of answering, he instead pressed his chin towards the younger brother. Making the girl sigh slowly, because previously had a glance. "Zain was asked to accompany me this time," Sidqia said with a serious face. As far as I know, 'Zain' is a special call he made for Huda. "This case seems to involve not only domestic actors, but a foreign mafia," he continued as if he was leaking the latest information they had. "But .. My and Zain's involvement in this case of your wife's death remains a secret mission, Ibra. So, you can't tell anyone."

DEG

Just now I intend to no longer play with assumptions and hallucinations. However, it seems that God does not want that to happen. By sending two talented humans to uncover the case of the death of the late wife, who was none other than my own old friend.

Yes, Huda was my colleague in Junior High. While Sidqia, I knew her because we were neighbors. Even our house is just next door. However, due to papa's transfer of duties, my family and I had to move to the capital. I can't believe they both grew up and matured as state officials.