The Owner of the Angel

PSB: Gold Bracelet

Behind the large room, there was a girl sticking her ears together. He tried to eavesdrop on the talk out there about treasure even though he didn't know who the mother was talking to.

“It turns out all along, the mother was not rich, but rather Hanif,” murmured. “They really turned out to be a lot. If only I could take all that, I could definitely buy a new car, a luxury house, a villa, a street and keep shopping as much as possible if I could buy the mall,” said Fira happily. So happy that his brain was full of money. “But how to get rid of the pestle let him believe that Hanif does not exist?,” said Fira stunned at the thought of trying to keep his stepbrother away.

Fira's body back and forth at the bedside, he bit his lips while thinking hard what to do. Got an idea but thought up to the roots, considered it less precise and in the end endless plans to spend tens of minutes.

“I help ya?,” bargain Jovi from behind Hanif.

“No need, if you help me. I what? If you see me relaxing quickly he will be suspicious,” replied Hanif put a flower pot on the porch of his house.

“Yes nothing, you can rest,” is spontaneous. “Then I am useless to you. From earlier on it is forbidden to do anything, even though once just tringg,” he explained to convince Hanif.

“If others see how?,” ask back, still busy with flower pots on the home page.

“Not there, here deserted. Your security guard did not see,” he said trying hard to persuade Hanif to help himself.

“Ehhh elo !!!! Shoot finish it, clean my room, my clothes stack !!,” Fira's word ruffled waist.

The man turned his head, “but it was washed the same in neaten bi Mirna,” said Hanif.

“Gue make sure again, hunt there !!! Don't tell bi Mirna, I tell elo,” said Fira pointed cynically. His gaze was so intense and impressed. “Gue wait, don't be lazy. Lo lot job !,” cecar girl is haughty.

The younger brother went from Hanif's view, while the older brother took care of his work first and went to Zhafira Hana's room, the half-sister brought by his father to the house.

Their relationship from childhood was not familiar like an ordinary sister, as a sister for more than a year he relented and was always blamed and beaten by his mother even though Hanif did not know the problems his sister experienced. As long as there are scars or whining, Hanif is the source of the ringleader.

“I help ya?,” says Jovi.

“Alright, from earlier you insist to help me,” said Hanif smiled kindly. “Do the rest but do not get caught by the security guard, Ms Mirna or that,” distracts and points at the object on it. Advanced objects such as cctv alias camera.

“That's what?,” asked Jovi did not know.

“I guess you know, it's cctv. All our movements are recorded there. Even though you are invisible but the objects you touch are recorded clearly continue to cause strange thoughts for them,” his reply explained and hoped that the creature named angel understood.

“Truly recorded huh?,” asked back. “Ya already camera I rusakin first,” index finger belonging to Jovi started hovering.

“Ehh don't !!,” the thrill then slow down the sound. “Don't, later mom gets angry,” her reprimand stops Jovi before acting.

Staring plain, “lah why? Will later I can fix it again if my work is done,” great-grandchildren tangent.

“Eh right too, yes you have continued. Remember before you act make sure you are around no cctv and people, okay,” Hanif makes a small circle of his finger while commenting on a sincere smile.

As funny as Jovi's behavior makes Hanif anxious, he gives a sign of respect to the owner and does not forget the typical smile of the angel who could have destroyed the heart to see it.

“OK !!,” rattled.

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Fira's room door was wide open, like a ship breaking in the waves. The contents of the room were very, very messy, it could be said to be worse. Clothes scattered everywhere, sheets, blankets, window curtains, bookshelves anyway all the things concerning the room belonging to his sister were out of place.

Patiently he cleaned Fira's room, the clothes that he deliberately dirty in the wash Hanif until tired began to feel. Jovi is invisible, usually he follows wherever Hanif goes except to the toilet.

“Yeahn !!!!,” strangle her mother from the door limit. “What room does the ship break??,” he continued folding both his hands in front of the chest.

“It's soon done, Bu,” interrupted Hanif in the middle of his busy life.

“Ya dong, that time can not be resolved, do the right !!,” the word is rough and then go.

A few hours later, Hanif had already completed his task completely. The room was slimy, clean and neat all the objects were in place. There is no dust tucked even under the bed.

He looked satisfied with his efforts, the sister had laid herself on the mattress and he continued to dry the clothes he was washing earlier.

“Lumayan, calculate later do not need to clean again right. Poor bi Mirna, her waist tentar relapsed,” chirps Hanif result of his mind in front of the clothesline.

Not long, the sun drying action was over. Now he could breathe a little sigh of relief under the gentle breeze behind the house.

“Hanif, this is critical !!,” said Jovi.

“What?,” his murmur relaxed.

Jovi looked at Hanif's face sitting cross-legged on the park bench. “Since your departure, have I smelled the smells of evil? Are you in any-apain with Fira?,” asked her curious.

“What?,” ask back. “I'm fine, don't keep negative,” oceh the man.

Swinging lips, “no way I'm feeling wrong?,” murmured slowly.

“Large master,” greet bi Mirna hurriedly approached where she perched casually. “Master called madam, like there is a problem,” he explained.

“Tuh right, I did not lie !,” sergeant Jovi very confident.

Hanif had not had time to answer, he had walked in front of him like he was running small towards the finish line. Arriving in front of her mother and sister, there was a clear streak of sharp emotion at their respective temples.

“Where is Fira's bracelet? You take it right or you remove the bracelet?!,” asked the mother sitting on the sofa.

“What bracelet Mom?,” deny the man does not understand.

Screaming, “don't pretend you don't know. You will clean Fira's room you can't take it,” he explained.

“True Bu, maybe he again needs money kali Bu to the extent that misty Fira's favorite item,” whine without seeing the mother, he grinned viciously at Hanif himself.