The Secret Behind the Veil

Chapter 23. Cease

“Serious he's here?” lita asked Sesha who was panting because she had just escaped.

After seeing the whereabouts of Alfa earlier, Sesha immediately left. Unfortunately it turns out he saw clearly if Alfa followed and looked for him. Finally Sesha hid first to avoid the man. When it feels safe and no longer see the whereabouts of the man, then he ran away and met Lita again.

Sesha who got the question from Lita immediately nodded. “Iya, she is here,” replied Sesha.

“You mistakenly saw the times, it wasn't him,” replied Lita.

“Obviously it's him, Lita! Distance my eyes with him when he accidentally hit me and finally he nolongin I let it not fall no more than 10 Sent! I clearly see that it really is him! If it wasn't him, then why would he chase me, huh? There's no job, so 100% I'm sure it's him! He must also want the same I so immediately chase,” replied Sesha.

“Terus why do you have to run away? You should have been chatting with him, all of you said that your stomach is now distended because of him! Let him take responsibility,” said Lita.

Sesha squeaking sharp. “I'm pretty sure he'll never take responsibility! I am considered a woman of the night, I am sure she will also not believe that this is her child,” said Sesha.

“Huuhhh! Not nothing already suudzon the same person,” said Lita exhaled very roughly, “Udah ah, I continued first. You sit here until the event is done,” said Lita.

Sesha gave a nod of her head, she felt that her place was also indeed the safest place.

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“Alhamdulillah, thank you Neng Sesha. If there's more work, tell me. I, Dinda and others are ready to help again,” said a woman who is around 40 years old. He was so enthusiastic when after receiving the envelope from Sesha.

“Iya, later if there is more I will tell you,” replied Sesha.

“Okay if so, Neng. We go first, assalamualaikum ..”

“Waalaikumsalam,” replied Sesha and Lita together.

After the person who helped Sesha at the event last night left, Sesha gave a fee to Lita. “Nih, make you I'm more than others. Let's not find a buyer who wants to snack on you!” said Sesha.

Lita took the envelope in Sesha's hand with pursed lips. “Unfortunately tonight I have accepted the person who wants to snack,” replied Lita.

Sesha shook her head. “You till when do you like so continue?” ask Sesha.

Lita raises both shoulders not knowing. “Life cost is getting bigger day by day, Sha. I need a lot of money to fulfill it all. Only the work that the results are quite good, only a few hours in order. Sometimes even just 10 minutes doang also sorted out,” replied Lita while smiling.

“Life cost, or lifestyle?” ask Sesha.

Lita's smile instantly faded as Sesha spoke. It's true, the cost of his life is actually not too big. His lifestyle is too luxurious until the money he makes is never enough.

Lita was silent and did not answer.

“This is the last time I'll talk seriously to you like this. After this it will be up to how you react to it,” said Sesha, “Listen to me, Lit. Want your salary of 100 million per month if you are not grateful, the money will never be enough for you and you will certainly feel less. Not the cost of living you complain about, but the lifestyle.”

Lita now looked at Sesha very seriously.

“Money 100 thousand can be enough for one week if we are grateful. When we get the money, we must have thought, how to let this 100 thousand money can be enough to live one week. The owner of the money will think hard, he must buy what the money is so that he can survive for a week. I've been in that position, Lit. It was hard, but not enough, the money was enough for a week. Yes, although still I also complained with that money, but the important thing is that I can eat. Mending eat only the same garem doang that is important halal, rather than eating good but from the results are haram. Likewise with 100 million money, depending on the attitude of the owner. If he is grateful, the money must be used for good and buy what he thinks is necessary. If not? A day also spent it money.”

Sesha who saw Lita still silent was now starting to reach Lita's palm grasping. Until Lita who grasped it her heart began to melt. As long as he lived, he was never that close to someone either male or female. Just a friend, and then somehow again. Only Sesha survives being his friend, Sesha is also the only one who dares to advise him.

“Think of your parents too, Lit. If they know it turns out you are here living with illicit money, while halal is given to them. Their hearts would be very broken. They would prefer not to accept the money you send so that the halal money you can use,” said Sesha, "So my advice is hopefully, Lit. The same sins. You want to have a lot of sins just for a lifestyle that is not clear like that? There's no benefit to you, right? Inget dad with your mom, Lit. What will be destroyed their hearts if they know what your work here is. I'm sure you wouldn't be considered a child if they knew. You need to know, the name of the carcass wants to be buried as deep as anything, for a long time must be found also."

A drop of tears suddenly dripped down Lita's cheeks. He immediately shook his head.

“Makanya, stop. Let's fix ourselves together, become better human beings. You're lucky because your mom and dad are still around. Lah me? I already do not exist, Lit,” said Sesha again, “I want our friendship not only in the world, but later in the eternal realm, but later, we will also be friends to heaven. I am also a sinner, but let's take that sin away with good and become a better human being.”

Lita who heard Sesha say that was so deeply moved. Just this time he listened to Sesha speak straight into his heart. Usually if Sesha asks him to stop, he will answer for a while then immediately leave and as if he does not care.

But this time his heart completely melted down and pondered everything Sesha said.

Lita hugged Sesha.

“Let's fix ourselves together, Lit.”

Lita who was still hugging it nodded. “Come, I will try,” replied Lita with a trembling voice tone to cry, “Thank you for wanting to be my friend and best friend.”

Sesha patted Lita's back gently. “I also want to thank you for wanting to be my friend.”

Lita let go of her embrace and clucked.

“So? The big one is the cost of living or lifestyle?” sesha asked with a smile.

“Lifestyle,” replied Lita with a smile, “I will quit my luxurious lifestyle and simple life like you,” replied Lita.

Sesha who heard him smiled, finally after a long time trying to advise. His friend was willing to leave the clearly illegal job.

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